Pain!
Very painful!
Unbearable pain!
It slapped its tentacles in frustration, stirring the surrounding seawater into a muddy mess. The blades and feet hidden in its body were shivering, obviously frightened by its anger.
.
Pain was not a strange feeling.
From its birth to becoming an Eye of Branch Nest, it had fought with enemies more than once, been injured, swallowed, and evolved. Pain could make the body more responsive, and it was the necessary feedback to absorb magic power.
What made it angry was not pain, but … an emotion that it had never felt before.
It tried to match this emotion with the reaction of other lives, but soon found that it was unnecessary. The feeling was hidden in the instinct of most species, even if the individuals were far apart, they were surprisingly similar on this point.
Fear.
It found that it had tasted fear for the first time.
This made it a little overwhelmed, and it subconsciously became angry.
Kill!
Kill her!
It wanted to kill her!
The tiny insect that rushed into its body, the insect that dared to challenge it with only some insignificant magic power! Sooner or later, it would tear her into pieces and hang her head on the skeleton, just like the Red Mist Crawlers did.
However, whether it was anger or fear, they were not necessary emotions for growth. Before, it had never felt fear because of pain, nor would it feel annoyed because of a momentary setback. In fact … it had never thought about such a problem before.
Other than evolution, it had no other thoughts.
Evolution was more important than survival. Survival was only for the individual, but evolution was the sublimation of the group.
It realized that there was something wrong with its body.
What exactly was wrong?
Just thinking about this problem made its head hurt unbearably. That high-temperature flame not only caused it to lose a third of its body, it also made its reaction extremely slow.
It needed time.
Time could allow its body to be reborn as before.
Time could also make it find the answer.
It suppressed the fear, anger, and other subtle emotions in its heart that it had never experienced before, and sank into the mud at the bottom of the sea.
…
More than ten days later, it crawled out of its hiding place, and released all the blades and feet in its body.
Although it had lost a lot in the battle, it did not care. As long as its injuries were fully recovered, it could breed new vassals at any time.
It was hungry, and it needed food.
At the same time, he also came to a conclusion about some of his own problems.
First of all, it discovered that it had lost a lot of pheromones. These pheromones were taken from various insects and could provide help to the evolution of the tribe. Collecting them was also the primary task of the Eyes of Branch Nest. This loss was understandable. Following that loud noise, its body was scattered by the raging flames and heatwaves, and part of it was used to store the pheromones in its brain. Now, even if it was almost repaired, it was gone. Just like a punctured water bag, it would be useless even if it was repaired afterwards.
This was not a big deal. Insects were everywhere. If they were lost, they could be collected again.
Moreover, the most important Red Mist Multi-eyed Worm was not lost, so the losses were limited.
However, the problem was that it had lost contact with the Nest Mother!
This was simply inconceivable!
Ever since it was born, its fate had been closely linked to its tribe. This kind of relationship was inseparable. As long as it was in the same body of water, no matter how far away it was, it would be able to sense the existence of the main nest. Through the water ripples, it could transmit the information it collected, as well as share the tribe's evolutionary instructions.
But now it was all gone.
After it was injured, it had almost never thought about this. When its consciousness was flowing smoothly and it was ready to transmit the pheromones of the Multi-eyed Worm, it suddenly realized where the strange feeling came from.
Even when the tide fell and the body of water returned to one, it could not hear the call of the main nest.
At first, it suspected that its body had not been completely reborn, but as long as it was not completely dead, any individual separated from the main nest would not be cut off. After repeated examination, it found that part of its brain had actually merged with the Red Mist Multi-eyed Worm, instead of being completely swallowed.
Obviously, the worm had taken advantage of its weak state to make a final struggle.
After realizing this, it was shocked and angry at first, but soon it calmed down.
A low-energy worm was a worm.
Even so, it did not gain any advantage.
It could not feel the existence of the Multi-eyed Worm at all. On the contrary, all the remaining eyes of the Red Mist Worm belonged to it. Through these strange magic eyes, it could "see" many primitive life forms looking at it.
After thinking for a long time, it finally came to a conclusion.
It was this part of the fusion that made it unable to contact the main nest, and also caused it to be infected with some strange "worm emotions."
For example, fear.
For example, anger.
And … ego.
According to the above results, it should first return to the Zenith Sea, tell everything that happened here to the Mother of the Nest, and then hand itself over to the Mother of the Nest. In the case that the water wave transmission did not work, swallowing could completely retain the pheromones, thus helping the tribe to obtain usable evolutionary instructions.
Evolution was more important than survival, which was a matter of course.
But now it was hesitating.
In the past ten days, it found that it had thought about more things than it had in the past hundred years. Whether it was fighting, swallowing, collecting, or growing, they were all instinctive, but now it seemed that this instinct did not exist …
Another point was that there were no restrictions on the use of the pheromones.
Evolution was a very careful choice. All the pheromones collected by the nest eyes were transmitted to the main nest, which would analyze and filter the useful fragments, reconstruct them, and then issue evolutionary instructions. Evolution was not only a change in the nest eyes, but also in the main nest and the small ones such as the blade and the foot. All of them grew step by step in this way.
Therefore, the eyes of each branch nest were almost the same.
But when it was waiting for its body to recover, it unexpectedly used a pheromone from a primitive individual that could heal itself quickly. Because of this, the serious injury that needed at least a few months to heal was healed in just ten days, and it also made it realize that it was different.
It was no longer an ordinary nest eye.
The foot quickly dragged back a lot of food, which were the primitive aquatic bodies nearby, or according to the insect's name: fish. Most of them were cleanly beheaded by the blade, and the spread of the fishy smell would inevitably attract more fish. It would not take long for the foot to fill its stomach.
These inferior aquatic bodies enjoyed the same resources as it, but they were still at the bottom of the competition. For some reason, when it saw these mindless fish coming to its door, it suddenly thought of itself.
Since it already had fear, it did not want to return to the Zenith Sea. The insect's emotions disturbed it, and at this moment, the importance of survival was more important than anything else.
It was afraid that the Mother of the Nest would swallow it, and it was also afraid that the erratic insect would come to it again.
It also wanted revenge on the insect. The anger in its heart did not dissipate, but it temporarily hid it.
Fear and anger alternated, and it found that there were still many things it wanted, which it had never considered before.
If it wanted to achieve these things, evolution was the only way.
After swallowing the fish into its body, it could not wait to take action.
In the past, it would not have been so anxious. All the nest eyes were doing the same thing, and it did not matter whether it was there or not.
But now it was different.
The following collection and evolution had nothing to do with the tribe.
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