RBCT Chapter 3 [The Creator with a Perverse Interest]
Chapter 3 [The Creator with a Perverse Interest]
In the 350,000th year of the world within the pool, Xu also felt restless.
Moon Rot still holds absolute dominance, but the Silver Wanderers, those tiny silver-white creatures, are no longer dispensable appendages.
They reproduce at an astonishing rate, forming nomadic communities independent of the lunar decay network.
"Troublesome creatures." Xu frowned, labeling the silvery-white insects as "silver locusts."
The rise of this group of "locusts" completely disrupted his original plans.
The ideal creature for his pond is the docile, controllable Moon Rot, which can farm and manipulate energy.
If things continue to develop in a step-by-step manner, sooner or later, something like the will of heaven in fantasy novels or the magic network in Western fantasy worlds will emerge.
However, the existence of the silver worm has clearly disrupted the original evolutionary path.
Xu also gleaned two main directions from the chaotic thoughts of the Moon Rot Clan.
One group of "moon decayers" is conservative and wants to cover the entire bottom of the pool with mycelial network to squeeze out the living space of "silver locusts".
Xu also refers to them as the "infrastructure maniacs".
The other faction is more radical; they are extremely sensitive to moonlight at night, seemingly trying to draw energy from it to develop attack methods.
Xu also labeled them: "The Mage School".
"You won't get any results like this. Let me add some spice to it." Xu Ye smiled, preparing to increase the intensity.
He mobilized a wisp of his spiritual power and gently touched the collective consciousness of Yuefu.
It doesn't impart complex knowledge, but merely conveys a "picture".
An indestructible thorn made of light.
This was tantamount to divine revelation, withdrawing the finger, "Don't disappoint me."
At the same time, Xu also realized a key problem.
While a time acceleration of ten thousand times has spurred the rapid evolution of life, it has also limited the formation of complex intelligence.
Evolving too quickly, these creatures have no time to reflect; their behavior is more based on instinctual reactions than on deliberate choices.
"It's time to make some adjustments." Xu closed his eyes and refocused his mind on the primordial spores in the pool.
The flow rate of time gradually decreased from ten thousand times to one hundred times.
Too fast a pace might disrupt the ecosystem in the pond, while too slow a pace won't achieve the desired effect.
"Now they have time to think." Over the next few days, the changes in the pool surprised Xu Ye.
The slowing of the flow of time seems to have indeed created conditions for the formation of more complex intelligence.
The collective consciousness of the Moon Rot Clan has begun to show richer layers; their decisions are no longer based solely on immediate reactions, but rather on longer-term planning.
The changes among the Silver Wanderers are even more pronounced.
These creatures, which originally acted solely on instinct, began to develop simple social structures.
Xu also observed that they would cooperate to attack the Moon Corruptor's weak points, cover each other during retreats, and even actively destroy the network nodes that the Moon Corruptor was trying to rebuild.
The Moon-Rotating Clan's growing dissatisfaction with the Silver-Wandering Clan.
The grazing by the Silver Wanderers not only depletes the resources of the Moon Rot Clan, but also threatens their control over the entire ecosystem.
On the fortieth day, the turning point arrived.
Xu Ye, who was observing from the sidelines, suddenly sensed a clear concept being conveyed to Yin You by the collective consciousness of the Moon Rot Clan.
Similar language, which contains the meaning of warning, threat and ultimatum.
Xu also found that he could understand the meaning behind it, which was clearly an ability brought by the primordial spores.
As the controllers of spores, they are naturally able to understand everything expressed by the life forms catalyzed by these spores.
"Stop the erosion, or be destroyed."
The Silver Wanderer Clan also responded, with an even more direct statement: "Hungry, must eat."
The negotiations broke down.
The Moon Rot Clan has launched their counterattack.
In the southeastern corner of the world, a team of silver worm scouts plans to explore a newly sprouted leaf of moon decay grass.
Caught off guard, the leaf hardened instantly, like a frenzied dance of knives slicing through the carapace of the silver insect.
Green blood seeped from the wound, and the injured silver worm writhed in pain.
The surviving scouts quickly retreated, bringing this dangerous discovery back to their tribe.
From then on, the silver worm learned to conduct more careful reconnaissance before approaching any lunar decay vegetation.
On a night of full moon, a massive army of Silver Bugs assembled, ready to launch a full-scale attack on the core area of the Moon Corruption Clan.
Just as the vanguard crossed the border, hundreds of Mage-Sent Moon-Rotting Grasses in the entire area stood up, pointing at the enemy.
The silver veins on the leaves absorb the moonlight, which converges at the top of the leaves to form a dazzling ball of light.
Dozens of condensed moonlight divine punishments descended from the sky, pinning down the dozens of silver insects in the front row.
The light spikes shattered their carapaces, scorching their bodies into a charred black.
The remaining silver worms hastily retreated, having witnessed the terror of the enemy.
Faced with the Moon Rot Clan, the Silver Wanderers launched an evolutionary race.
The carapace begins to develop a mirror-like sheen, reflecting deadly beams of light;
Others evolved strong forelimbs that could dig underground tunnels, reaching directly to the roots of the Moon Rot.
In just a few generations, the Silver Wanderers have differentiated into two new unit types: "Mirror Scouts" and "Root Diggers".
The Moon Rot Clan was not to be outdone.
Some moon-rot grasses begin to secrete a viscous venom, which paralyzes any silver worms that touch it within moments.
Others have evolved the ability to sense vibrations, allowing them to release toxins immediately when root diggers approach, turning the entire tunnel into a death trap.
This escalating arms race inevitably affected other creatures in the pool.
A tiny snail-like creature that has found a unique way to survive in the gap between two major forces.
They have evolved an outer shell that perfectly mimics the sand and pebbles at the bottom of a pool, and when predators approach, they retract into the shell, blending into their surroundings.
"Pressure breeds innovation, and not just for them..." This idea gave him a glimmer of hope.
A week has passed in the real world, while seven hundred years have passed in the world within the pool.
During this period, the conflict between the Moon Rot Clan and the Silver Wanderer Clan continued to escalate.
Both races have developed quite complex military systems and tactical ideas.
Small-scale conflicts have become commonplace, and the shadow of total war is drawing ever closer.
Xu Ye stood by the pool, feeling the tense atmosphere emanating from the water.
The Moon Rot Clan is mobilizing its energy reserves, while the Silver Wanderers are gathering their fighting forces.
This war will determine who will rule the world in the pool in the future.
Regardless of the outcome, this is a valuable observation opportunity for Xu Ye.
He picked up the Genesis Journal and wrote on a new page: "Record of the Forty-Seventh Era: The conflict between the Moon Rot Clan and the Silver Wanderer Clan has reached its peak."
The Moonrot have mastered volleys of light spears and poisoned blade traps, while the Silver Wanderers have evolved mirrored carapaces and burrowing tactics. Both races have completed their pre-war mobilization, and full-scale conflict is imminent.
Xu paused to think for a moment, then added: "This battle may determine the future order of this world. I will witness and record this historic moment. If it were written by future historians, it might be called the 'Primordial Conflict'."
"Let's begin."