Fengye slept very uneasy this time.

Although Jianzhi has been telling him that it is safer at this time and is definitely suitable for rest; deep in his heart, he cannot completely relax. He cannot enter a deep sleep state no matter what, and can only "snooze". The wind and movements in the surrounding environment and the rustling and friction of the mantis when working are all reflected in his mind.

This is not possible. In this state of rest, there is no recovery effect of deep sleep. There are still many things to do and you must get back full of energy as soon as possible!

As a war vocationist, Feng Bei couldn't meditate. It was the specialty of the Dharma system and the priest system. As a last resort, he had to use the oldest method to force himself to sleep, which was counting sheep.

A sheep...

Two sheep...

Three sheep...

Four……

Feng Bei knew that this method was not effective, mainly because "counting sheep" did not match his native language. In essence, counting sheep is actually a psychological hint, because sheep and sleep are pronounced similarly. By constantly saying sleep to yourself in your heart, the purpose of forced sleep is achieved.

According to this logical core, combined with Feng Bei's native language, he should not count sheep, but to count dumplings. But he did not dare to do this. If he really counted that way, rows of dumplings passed by his mind. Not to mention sleeping, he was afraid that he would suddenly laugh and drool. After all, it was delicious but fun... well!

Twenty-five sheep...

Twenty-six sheep...

He said that he had left Moyi City for a whole day, and he didn't know what was going on in the city. Pastor Katyusha said that he could last for a few days, at least three or four days, and the paladins would not be able to go back at the limit of four days. The demonic energy was still eroding the bodies of the paladins. If he went back too late, even if the paladins could be saved, their strength would be null.

Forty sheep...

Forty-one sheep...

Nina went to Fengming Mountain, can she really come back safely? There are many birds of prey monsters in that place, and each one is more fierce than the other. With Nina's level 4 combat power, what if she is injured? When she comes back, she must educate her strictly so that she can no longer take risks like this casually.

Sixty-seven sheep...

Sixty-eight sheep...

The more I want to sleep, the less I can't get into the state. Counting sheep did not work. Instead, the thoughts of wind and sad spread in all directions. After thinking aimlessly about all kinds of things that were not at 4 or 6, everything around seemed to gradually fade away, and all kinds of noise seemed to come from a very far distance. His spirit gradually entered an ethereal state, and fatigue was also leaving his body little by little.

Just as the wind's sad expression gradually relaxed and a smile hanged on the corner of his mouth, a little lamb suddenly jumped out of the flock of sheep walking in his mind, and said to him with a little dissatisfaction:

"Please be serious, you have counted me once!"

You are so cute! You guys wake me up cutely!

After being fucked by this sheep, Feng Bei suddenly shuddered, his body twitched from beginning to end, and the originally strong sleepiness instantly dissipated, and he suddenly woke up, so he couldn't wake up anymore!

Resisting the curse that was about to burst out, Feng Ge reluctantly connected his vision, slowly lifted his body, and kept feeling ruthless in his heart: Lamb, you don’t have to pretend to be cute for me. I will count the mutton skewers before going to bed next time and grill you all!

After having fun, Feng Le moved his muscles and bones and shook his wings. These few moves were quite a bit, which attracted the attention of the two guards. Seeing that he was awake, the rotting pliers quickly stepped forward and said:

"Great Lord, the matter of digging bottles is progressing well, and the tribesmen are working very hard. When you are resting, you have already dug out seventeen."

so much?

Feng Ge was a little surprised. If he dig out seventeen, it means that the four groups of mantis each completed four excavations. In other words, the random thoughts I just felt that I didn’t sleep for a long time, but in fact nearly two hours had passed?

When I looked up, I found that the sun was already so great that it was setting. At this time, the sunset was setting and the sunset was just beginning to appear. At most, it would be darker for an hour or two.

You have to hurry up! Your plan must be successfully implemented during the day!

Thinking of this, Feng Bei quickly climbed to the heights and shouted to the mantis who were about to dig the fifth set of bottles:

"Stop, don't dig again, push your bottles in front of me. This envoy wants to check your achievements and see if you have done your efforts!"

Soon, seventeen beer bottles of all sizes were piled up in front of Feng Ge. After a rough look, Feng Ge smiled on his face:

Very well, these bottles are almost not damaged, five of them are green, two of them are red, and ten are left, all of them are the orange colors he needs!

"You all did well, but the set that you have with your eyes bulging is the best."

After checking it in a fake way, Feng Bei announced that the group that dug out four orange beer bottles was the first. Then he opened his "net pocket", took out all the bird's livers, brushed and cut them into more than a dozen pieces, rewarded the largest piece to the bulging eyes, and distributed the rest to each mantis in the group!

It’s a pity that the mantis had never tasted the bird eggs. This fat-rich bird liver is even more supreme to them! After another gulp, the mantis in the group where the eyes bulged were suddenly energetic. Although the bird liver was too small and the mutant part had not recovered, it can also be seen that the evil energy around them is much thinner than before!

The enthusiasm of these mantis was ignited all of a sudden, and they screamed excitedly! The other mantis watching next to them looked even more envious, and they hated themselves for why they had not met the requirements of the Holy Envoy just now. They held their breath in their hearts. In the next task, they must take the lead and show their faces in front of the Holy Envoy!

Seeing that morale was available, Feng Bei waved his sword and pointed to a gap in the distance, saying:

"The tribesmen, the next task is even simpler. Just transport these orange bottles to that place one by one, and it will be completely completed!

Everyone worked hard to complete it as soon as possible. This holy envoy will still be rewarded with great rewards for the first group!”

As soon as the words were finished, the mantis acted quickly! This time it was not just digging a bottle, but just pushing the bottle. It didn't take much effort. They quickly divided into ten groups and surrounded by different orange bottles. Some were responsible for pushing, some were responsible for maintaining the direction of the bottle mouth, and some were responsible for commanding. Almost six or seven big mantis could easily control a bottle, push it and roll it, and chase each other and run happily!

Looking at this rare scene of division of labor and cooperation in Warcraft, Feng Bei couldn't help but smile:

This is not the kind of cooperation that is enslaved by pheromones like the worker bees and ants, but the mantis seeks cooperation with each other while thinking rationally. If this model can be maintained, in time, it is unknown that a mantis empire will appear in this wilderness.

However, these mantis are still a little unreleased!

After watching for a while, Feng smiled silently:

After all, it was the first time to cooperate. They were a little too serious. The "hiss" sounds between each other were all conveying useful information, such as turning left, braking quickly, and the bottle pressed on my feet, and there was no element of chatting. This shows that the cooperation between them was still in a very early stage.

The reason I say this is because Feng Bei has seen an expert in cooperating with the monster, that is, the killer whale.

These guys are powerful killers in the ocean alone, but they never believe in personal heroism and always work together in teamwork, and they simply don’t give other creatures a chance to survive! Whenever the killer whales start hunting, the entire sea area is filled with their crisp and pleasant whimpering sounds, which seem so harmonious and friendly to each other.

But the reality is not the case. Few people know that the orcas are all authentic Zuan players. Their whimper sounds pleasant, but the meaning they contain is almost all cursing, mocking, and blaming newbies, such as:

"I'm afraid that the assistant who is responsible for blocking the road is not a fool, and half of the fish have leaked out! It's such a big man in vain!"

"Brother responsible for the output! Do you have not even grown your teeth? Do you want me to help you change the shark dentures?!"

"I've said that bringing newbies will kill the team, and everyone will go hungry together! Are you ready now?"

"Do you do it! Why don't we beat the newbies and let them vent their anger?"

"Hey he is the clan leader."

"That's fine."

"I'm very cheating, but why do you hit me? Aren't you guys also newbies?

If I ask me, this newbie still has room for growth, and the top-order is the real old color pen, right?”

"It's right! The top laner is an old trick! It's a pity that it dared to say that it would give it if it didn't give it to the top laner before it started the team!"

"What is the jungler (Free Whale) doing? Are you free? Can you come and save me?"

In short, they were just cursing each other and mocking each other, and doing the work in a tacit way. After catching the fish and eating them together, they gathered together to brag about how fierce they were in the group just now. A savage collision knocked the shark over, and all the shit was pushed out to it.

In Feng Bei's opinion, the orcas are the advanced model of cooperation. There is no need to remind each other. If you deliberately report points, chat and slight, the prey will die. The tacit understanding is deeply engraved into your bones. Compared with them, the mantis still have a long way to go in teamwork.

Just as Feng Ge thought about the future of the Mantis Tribe, the mantis had pushed the bottle to the position designated by Feng Ge:

A clearing away from the original camp, with no trees around and even the grass sparse. This kind of place is very unfriendly to insects and is easily exposed to the sight of natural enemies. As soon as the enthusiasm for completing the task passes, the mantis becomes a little uneasy after just a while.

He shrank his wings and approached Feng Ge and asked in a low voice:

"My Lord, what are we going to do next?"

Feng Bei came back to his senses from his thoughts, looked at it, and laughed:

"Next? Nothing next. We have done everything, and we just need to wait."

"Wait? What to wait for?"

Unexpectedly, I got such an answer, and the rotting pliers said inexplicably:

"I have been through a lot of hardships to bring the bottle, and I just throw it away without any hesitation?"

"Don't be anxious, let the bottle stay for a while."

Feng Bei gently patted the rotten pliers' head and said with a smile:

"You are here for me, I-go to sleep first."

After saying that, regardless of the reactions of the mantis, Feng Bei directly found a place behind the leeward and lay down to rest. His identity as a holy envoy was still very majestic. The mantis dared not question him, so they all turned their doubtful eyes to the rotten pliers and stared at it tightly, hoping that it could give an explanation that convinced the insect.

The six hearts of the rotting pliers stumbled at the same time, knowing that it was broken. If it could not say a word to prove that what dozens of mantis had consumed so much physical strength was very meaningful, then the guy who first supported the holy envoy would be torn to pieces by his angry fellows and ate them to make up for their losses!

But...but I really don't know anything!

The rotten pliers didn't know what to say, and they didn't understand what Feng Ge was doing. They fell into silence for a moment. Just as the atmosphere became more and more serious, and the mantis' eyes were getting worse and worse at the rotten pliers, suddenly, a hissing scream came from the perimeter of the mantis group!

The mantis looked back curiously, wondering what happened, which surprised the same tribe. When he turned his head, he happened to see that there were many strong beetles on the ten bottles that had been thrown there before. They squeezed me and I squeezed you, and refused to give in to each other. They were trying hard to pierce the bottle with their tail needles, and the sound of crisp tinging sounds continued!
Chapter completed!