Chapter 2: Don't be polite, everyone eat!
Mosquitoes can't open their mouths, so they naturally can't tear flesh like beasts. Their mouthparts are actually a 6-needle-like structure that is sharp and powerful, which can easily pierce the skin of animals and suck out blood like a syringe. If Liu Ting was still his original size, he wouldn't be afraid of a mosquito sucking his blood. But if someone told him that a mosquito could drain all his blood, it would drive him crazy. However, what he's facing now is a "giant creature" similar in size to himself. If he gets bitten, Liu Ting has no doubt that he'll be sucked dry instantly. That's why he's desperately struggling and making some instinctive attacks at the moment of life and death.
Just as the newly born mosquito's long, sharp proboscis was about to pierce his skin, Liu Ting finally burst out with the ferocity of his family's bloodline. He let out a loud cry and swung his head around, using his eating utensils as a club. With a sudden movement, he opened up the opponent's inevitable attack, and then he fearlessly counterattacked. The sharp, needle-like proboscis easily tore open the opponent's soft abdominal skin. Ignoring the opponent's intense struggle, a stream of unmentionable fluid flowed out under high pressure, like turning on a faucet, rushing towards Liu Ting through the long, thin proboscis. It gave him an unprecedented sense of fullness. In this brief moment, the roles of hunter and prey were completely reversed.
The newly born mosquito struggled frantically, but it was no match for Liu Ting's growing strength. In the end, it was mercilessly crushed by Old Liu's hands and feet, with more than half of its body pressed firmly into the eggshell. No matter how hard it struggled, it couldn't budge an inch. Finally, it was drained of its bodily fluids and reduced to an empty shell. Poor little life, it hadn't even fully emerged to see the outside world before it had to engage in a life-or-death struggle with Old Liu, only to be brutally slaughtered without hesitation. This made one lament the unpredictability of life and made Old Liu realize just how dangerous and terrifying his current environment was.
"It was just a silver bullet candle, and it cost me so much effort." Liu Ting panted (mentally) and fell to the ground, muttering to himself. Although he had sucked up what was likely his own brother mosquito, Old Liu didn't feel any guilt at all, but instead felt that he still hadn't eaten enough, shaking his head and looking around to see if there were any other mosquitoes that hadn't come out yet.
"Right, I was also pricked by that guy's needle just now, but nothing happened to me. It seems like its needle is like a rubber pinch, it's actually soft. On the contrary, it was finished with just one prick from me? Is it because my personality is good and I have super critical hit?" Liu Ting suddenly thought of a question, feeling that this question was crucial for himself, and couldn't help but think deeply about it. You can imagine a mosquito, with its front legs gently stroking its own scalp, lowering its head to ponder the problem. It looks serious, but from this mosquito possessed by human soul, it gives people an inexplicable sense of obscenity.
"Right, when these insects are first born, they're similar to newborn babies. The entire egg is full of them, and all their organs are like wet rice paper, looking very soft and weak. Not to mention flying, even if danger comes, they can only wait for death, unable to move. So this is also the most dangerous moment after they are born. Only when they dry off the ** on their bodies, will their shells slowly become hard, and their wings can normally expand, and then they have the qualifications to flap their wings and fly to hunt. Liu Ting was born an hour earlier than these mosquitoes, the ** on his body had already dried, and his surface was shiny with oil, and a layer of hard shell had unknowingly grown. Compared to these new lives that were still struggling to crawl out of the eggshell, the old-timer Liu Ting naturally had more advantages."
Thinking of this, Liu Ting couldn't help but burst into tears. He said emotionally: "Thank you CCTV, thank you Central Television, thank you Animal World, thank you Teacher Zhao for your tireless teachings over the years. I was wrong about you before, you are actually a good person, and what you did is what we should have done as men. I've made up my mind, from now on you're my idol!"
He worshiped Teacher Zhao for a while, and Liu Ting couldn't help but look at those insect eggs that were still wriggling. His eyes seemed to be like a big grey wolf looking at Little Red Riding Hood, no, it should be a dozen Little Red Riding Hoods, with such a lustful gaze, exaggerated expression, if it appeared on a human being, it would be absolutely unspeakable, giving people a heartfelt shock! Of course, now Old Liu is just an insect less than 1.5cm in size, and the above-mentioned shocking expressions can only be enjoyed by himself when he is bored, admiring his own reflection on the river surface.
"These are all high-protein ones. If we don't eat them now, there won't be another chance later." Old Liu seemed to be unable to bear the condemnation of his conscience and couldn't bring himself to take action against these newly born small lives, and for a moment he was hesitant, muttering to himself, constantly weighing the pros and cons.
As he saw more and more mosquitoes emerging from their eggs around him, Old Liu suddenly seemed to have made a big decision. He let out a loud howl and charged towards an egg that had not yet hatched with incredible speed, his head raised and ready to strike. The next moment, a stream of bitter liquid was sucked into his belly again, although it didn't taste great, it gave him a warm feeling. Moreover, it seemed that unknowingly, his strength had increased slightly, which made Old Liu find an excuse for his cruel behavior towards his own kind.
"This is my revenge for humanity, this is my revenge for humanity……” After consecutively taking down four or five mosquitoes with a danger rating of 0 that had yet to hatch from their eggs, Old Liu, who was full and content, successfully convinced himself that he had done something good for the people and the country. He even felt proud of himself. Afterwards, he dragged his bloated belly and found a shady spot to rest, looking very pleased with himself. It seemed like he was just missing a toothpick to pick his teeth. Comrade Liu Tong, who had an optimistic attitude, appeared to have quickly accepted the blow of becoming an insect after transmigrating. He even started humming a little tune. However, what exactly he was singing about, probably only he himself understood.
It is said that the composure of Mount Tai collapsing in front of one without changing color, we call it egg calm. At this moment, looking at Lao Liu's face, posture, and sleeping position, he is naturally flawless, even in his heart there is no struggle, long ago he has been without sorrow or joy, his heart as still water. He has reached the highest realm of Zen intention. So we call Lao Liu at this moment Egg Calm Great Hero, it's not an exaggeration. Of course, don't think that his mental state is really so high, now he is just a broken jar, a dead pig not afraid of boiling water.
Just a moment ago, Old Liu still had a glimmer of hope for his situation. He personally witnessed dozens of giant creatures the size of small fingers, shaped like locusts, whizzing past above his head. Several of them pounced down like vicious dogs and devoured the fruit covered in insect eggs with a speed that left Old Liu stunned. Even a layer of the hard outer skin of the fruit was gnawed away.
This is not enough, followed by a green lizard that seems to be an ancient giant dragon (from Old Liu's current perspective), which is extremely fierce. The tongue covered with saliva shoots out like a bullet, rolling up the newly hatched mosquitoes from the eggshell into its mouth, and it's still sweeping across, one roll is a large piece, hundreds of mosquitoes are not enough for it to eat in a few mouths. Even without chewing, it swallows them down. It makes people feel terrified, but even the strength to escape is not coming out. Old Liu almost got swallowed by it earlier.
Above are the pursuing soldiers, below are the fierce beasts. Old Liu is a duck pear, which is a kind of biological species at the bottom of the food chain. He can only be eaten by others and finally become feces. Fortunately, the insect eggs on these fruits are rich enough, and there are also some leftovers on the leaves and bark of the tree, so old Liu was lucky to slowly crawl to a cool place before those terrifying creatures ate their fill. It seems that everything in front of him didn't make him feel any sense of crisis.
This is also the case, on this not-too-big-or-small tree, the competition is so fierce, and the killing degree is no less than a small battlefield. As for the other places in the rainforest that are lurking with danger, it's not necessary to say. Even if you think about it with your little finger, you'll know. Liu Ting, who was originally dissatisfied with his identity after crossing over, held the noble principle of "I won't go to hell, who will go to hell", and had some thoughts of sacrificing himself. However, those giant flying insects, ancient giant dragons, all disdain him for being too old, not even birds look at him, let alone glance at him. This made our old comrade Liu feel resentful. He comforted himself in a depressed tone: "It's okay, it's just that these guys don't know what they're missing. A human like me is delivered to their doorstep and they don't eat me, truly blind are your dog eyes... no, insect eyes. NND, anyway, the lifespan of mosquitoes isn't long, I reckon in a few days they'll naturally die off. These days, I might as well consider myself a tourist who bought a ticket to follow a tour group here, and have a good time playing around in the tropical rainforest, experiencing its scenery. When the time comes, even if I die, there will be something to reminisce about..."
