Chapter 731 Death Thought Cycle

The beast that performed well in the hunt was noticed by the old patriarch.

It was also able to participate in subsequent hunts, and its responsible role in hunting became more and more important.

From being in charge of driving to being in charge of siege, and from being in charge of siege to being in charge of formation command, the entire hunting group is under its control. It easily dominates its companions who are much older than it, and easily controls them. The prey is played between the palms of the hands, and the prey is killed without any effort.

Its talent is indeed terrifyingly excellent. It only needs to read all the tactics once to understand them. It can also understand the characteristics and weaknesses of various preys at once. Under its command, the casualties of the hunting team are also reduced to a minimum, so other His peers also admire him very much, and this admiration even exceeds the limit of age.

But it knows that it does not deliberately "protect" its companions, and it does not care about the lives of its companions at all. It just follows the basic rules of the "game" to minimize consumption and win the game with the lowest loss.

None of the other companions knew that it thought this way, and only the mother discovered its true thoughts.

The mother asked it a question:

"If one day, you have to sacrifice a few companions for the hunting to be successful, what choice would you make?"

"My mission is to hunt, so of course I choose to sacrifice." It replied decisively.

"What if your mission is to ensure the safety of your companions?" Mother then asked.

"I will find the most appropriate balance point." Its answer was still very calm and quick, without any hesitation.

But the mother was very worried when she saw its confident look.

"Sometimes, life cannot be weighed." My mother advised me feebly.

"No, mother, life can be weighed. The food eaten by each companion from birth to death can be calculated, and the contribution made can also be calculated based on its performance. It is just like a game. It is consumed every day. How much, how much is produced every day, if the hunting income is greater than the total output of the companion minus the total consumption, the companion can be sacrificed..."

It seemed to be describing some kind of game strategy, and continued to argue with my mother:

"I call those companions units. Unit output minus unit consumption is the net income of the unit. The net income of different units is different. I have observed the units in our group, and some even have negative net income. These units You can sacrifice without hesitation, then those with low net returns, then those with high net returns.”

"There are also some units with special functions. At certain times, the net income is negative, but they can play special roles at critical moments, such as breeding units, tactical scientific research units, cooking units... I give each unit in the group a After doing the calculations, I know their data clearly, so the weighing is a very simple matter. I only need to add and subtract to calculate clearly. "

After hearing its explanation, the mother looked at it worriedly, as if she wanted to continue to argue, but in the end she swallowed the words.

"Mother, please don't worry about me."

"I can't help but worry about you..." Mother said softly: "Just like those weird words you said, as a 'mother unit', I will be proud of you, and I will also be depressed for you. This It’s my established data.”

Mother suddenly looked at it and asked seriously: "Do you think these random thoughts of mine are unwarranted consumption or effective output?"

"Unnecessary consumption." It replied without hesitation: "These random thoughts are unnecessary, and the ideas will not play any role."

When it said this, it felt its heart stagnant, as if it hurt slightly, and then quickly returned to normal.

The mother looked at it and didn't answer. She just touched its head gently.

Its size has unknowingly surpassed that of its mother, so much so that it is difficult for her mother to touch it.

"Please don't worry, mother, just treat me as a 'unit'..."

The mother rubbed it, but still didn't speak. Its heart trembled again, and a sadness appeared in its heart, and then disappeared in an instant.

Realizing that his heart was disturbed, he immediately said goodbye to his mother in a hurry.

Under the dark night, its figure gradually moved away and returned to its companions. It had already been regarded as the next leader of the clan and was immediately surrounded by stars. The feeling of being in control of everything gradually returned, suppressing the chaotic heart.

Looking around, there are no companions left, only the "units" that have been calculated long ago.

Phew~

It breathed a long sigh of relief, and finally returned to "normal".

…

The cold wave is coming, and the tribe is about to start a new round of migration.

The old patriarch decided to pass the position of patriarch to it after this migration.

As long as it remembers the migration route, the old patriarch has nothing to teach it, and its abilities will surpass the old patriarch in all aspects and become the strongest "unit" in the tribe.

Soon, the migration begins...

Those negative-yield units began to consume the food of the group. Their bodies were fragile and unable to withstand the cold wave, and even slowed down their migration.

However, the old patriarch will still distribute the stored food to these negative-profit units.

The old clan leader has always been so "ignorant" and doesn't know how to choose. He treats every unit in the clan equally, but this also makes the burden on the clan become heavier and heavier.

Now that the position of the tribe leader is not in its hands, it is difficult for it to stop such behavior, and it can only watch silently.

Fortunately, as the temperature gets lower and lower, many negative income units can no longer bear it and die completely, and a sad atmosphere permeates the tribe.

However, it is very happy because it sees that with the death of those negative income units, the tribe's persistence time has become longer...

"The burden is decreasing, the tribe's movement speed is getting faster, and the consumption rate is also decreasing..."

Nature's selection makes the tribe stronger. Migration is not only a way of survival, but also a way of elimination, survival of the fittest.

Finally, after eliminating many negative income units, the tribe came to the destination of migration-Hongguang City.

The warm light shines on it. This is the first time it has seen the light and the first time it has felt the warmth of the light.

"Old Patriarch, is that light?"

"Yes."

"It's so warm, shall we go in?"

"We can't go in. This is our ancestral teaching. We have to wait outside the city for the cold current to dissipate before returning to the darkness..."

"Why can't we go in?" It couldn't understand. That was the light that was within its reach. As long as it settled here, it wouldn't have to live a life of eating raw meat and drinking blood. It could even develop its own civilization...

No matter how you look at it, it's a high-yield option.