The greatest sorrow of a creature like a spider is here.

If it wants to spray spider silk, it needs to move its abdomen, whether it is to motivate itself or run its body, in short, it must move to pull the silk thread out of its belly.

It only needs to press the spider's belly with a very small force, and it cannot spin it. It can only flow out white paste in vain and make itself mess; this is nothing, the worst thing is that if the spider does not believe in evil and continues to increase the force and insists on spinning it, the gel-like substances will not only not spray out, but will make it break or even explode...

The spider sticks itself, Feng Se was not very surprised, it was not rare:

In fact, spider silk can stick to spiders, but it secretes an oil on the soles of its feet and then walks with its feet so that it can barely be stuck.

When he was still human, Feng Ge observed that many spiders were injured in their legs for various reasons and were stuck while limping on their own webs. Then they looked at the little bugs that were also stuck until they starved to death together...

Feng Ge looked at the spider under him for a while, and put down the big sword that had already been raised. Before the other party attacked, he was forced to defend himself and wanted to kill it in order to prevent accidents. Now the spider is no longer threatening, and Feng Ge is not hungry, so it seems unnecessary to kill it again.

Let's die for yourself, if you can still get yourself off.

Thinking of this in my heart, Feng Bei stopped suppressing the spider, crawled down from the other party, ran to the side, and planned to pick up the spider silks he had made again and prepare to make the simplest net bag.

After roughly measuring, Feng Bei first cut off the two longest threads, then cut them out about seven or eight centimeters at the densest position of the spider web thread, then put the ant flesh into the shape of a pagoda on it, pull the four corners upwards, cover the top of the "pagoda", and then hook the thread with serrations, wrap the threads on the four corners in a row, twist them into a ball, and a net bag is initially formed.

I lifted the net bag with my knife arm and found it was quite strong. Feng Ge felt relieved. Because the mantis had no hands, the matter of twisting the four corners of the threads was actually very dependent on fate. If I were not lucky, no matter how hard the threads were twisted, the net bag would not be entangled. As soon as I lifted it, it would disperse. It would be formed at one time, which means that I was lucky.

Feng Ze deeply knows that luck is too important, especially when surviving in the wild, if you are not lucky, even if you do nothing wrong, you will still die.

When he is good at making the main part of the net bag, there is only one thing left. He put the two long lines into the bag, one left and one right, and used as a "sling". On the way to the Mantis Holy Land, he could not hold the bag with his knife arm. Only by carrying it on his back can he barely be considered as not affecting his combat effectiveness.

Feng Bei thought this was very simple, but he didn't expect that as soon as he got started, the "threading" failed! As a mantis, the only place where he could hold things hard was the small piece in front of the big knife, but there were also serrated places, which caused the gap to be quite large when it was put together. The spider silk rolled around in the serrated gap, and the thread end didn't poke in the position where Feng Bei thought.

It was not until this time that Feng Bei realized: It’s great for humans to have hands, especially the thumb that can rotate freely, which is like a cheat!

After failing for more than a dozen times in a row, Feng Se's patience was gradually exhausted, and the whole person... No, the blood pressure of the whole insect began to rise, and he had entered a state of incompetence and fury. Whether it was the sound of the wind, the sound of the leaves, or the sizzling sound that had been going on since the beginning, any subtle movement of the wind would make him irritated...

Wait, where does the sizzling sound come from?

Feng Ge suddenly turned his head and saw the spider stuck to the ground making small movements! Its eight legs began to secrete a very oily sticky substance, and then reflexed the legs and dripped the oil on the stuck parts of his body. Soon the adhesion surface showed signs of loosening. The sizzling sound that Feng Ge heard was the sound of the cilia rubbing against the gel when the spider swayed his body left and right!

The spider was about to succeed. It had successfully removed most of its bodies from the gel, and only the spinner was still stuck to the ground near the spinner. When Feng Le turned around, the big spider knew that the other party had noticed it. Its reaction was very interesting. First, it was frightened and suddenly shrank, and then its struggle became more violent than ever before!

Hey! Little guy, don’t be so anxious. I said I won’t kill you if I don’t kill you. Don’t act so hard or so fiercely. If you just pull yourself off the door, you will still not be able to survive!

Understanding what the big spider was worried about, Feng Bei shook his head, and the holy light was above him, and he would never do any meaningless killing. He just looked at the big spider leisurely, ready to wait for it to escape, and threaten it and let it retreat quickly and not interfere with his work.

The spider worked very hard and did not waste much time of the wind and sadness. In less than three minutes, he heard a "pop" sound. He finally pulled himself off the gel, lay on his back with his belly facing the sky, and returned to his normal lying state. He also tightened himself into a ball, no longer had the power of taking action with anger before, and was completely timid.

It seems that there is no need to scare yourself anymore. Feng Ge was amused in his heart. Just as he lowered his head and was about to continue threading, the corner of his eyes swept across the back of the big spider, and his movements suddenly stopped!

The patterns behind this spider are colorful and yellow and white. It feels disgusting at first glance, but it gives people an indescribable sense of familiarity. It seems that I have seen it somewhere?

Where have you seen it? Feng Bei subconsciously frowned and slowly thought: yellow, white, yellow and white... yellow and white things? No, this pattern looks soft and not like metals like gold and silver. That, a pool of yellow and white things...

A bird song came from a cold moment, and the thoughts of sadness were instantly revealed - yellow and white with a little green. Isn’t this color combination just a bunch of bird droppings?!

Since the appearance of this big spider, his abdomen has been facing the wind. He has just seen that this spider is actually a crab spider, a bird's guano spider!

This spider is a real mimetic master. The pattern on its back looks like bird droppings. When a bird in the sky looks down, it will think it is a pool of feces and will not attack it. It is the best protective color and has greatly increased its ability to survive!

I let you go because you are useless to me. Now that I know that you are a guano spider, there is naturally no reason to let you go!

Brother, I'm sorry, I want to borrow something from you, that is—

Your skin!
Chapter completed!