At a depth of 7,500 meters, I finally reached the bottom of the sea.It's a lively sea, much more lively than in other trenches.This abnormal prosperity makes my heart more and more excited.The octopus people are not extinct, they are still alive in this sea area to find the gathering place of the octopus people suddenly become simpler, just follow those continuous traces.However, the more traces I observed, the greater the doubts in my heart, how can I see from these traces of transforming the environment, the octopus people did not use too many high-tech means, with the passage of time, the inheritance of the octopus people has been broken, or the intelligent creatures living on the bottom of the sea are not descendants of the octopus people.Instead, they turned on the speculation of other intelligent creatures, until I met an octopus man who was grazing, and it all came to fruition.Yes, I came across an octopus man grazing.He was driving a group of creatures about a meter long and similar to silkworm babies to gnaw on seaweed and other bacteria on the rocks on the ocean floor.Caught off guard, the meeting just happened.In other words, in the deep sea, this octopus man and his silkworm baby are probably the most normal-looking guys I have ever seen, much more eye-catching than other strange-looking deep-sea creatures, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it is the bottom of the Puerto Rican Trench.The octopus man held a long metal rod in his tentacles, presumably the tool he used to control the direction of the silkworm baby.My sheer size and menacing appearance had evidently frightened the little friend, and he stared at me with a pair of large eyes, probably because he had never seen anyone of this size.Leaving here, a faint mental fluctuation came, and it was sent by the little octopus man.Well, I don't know if this octopus man is an adult or not.Compared to the octopus corpses I've seen in the underwater structures of the Rogue people, he is obviously a lot shorter, it would be nice to have a third of those ancestors, the tentacles support him to stand upright on the silt, and overall, he is only about one and a half meters long.However, the mental fluctuations transmitted by the little guy are not welcome, they contain rich emotional colors, full of coercion and intimidation, just like the people of the civilized world treated those ignorant natives who were conquered by them.From this point, it can be seen that the octopus people still have the means to deal with the sea monsters, at the very least, the big guys in the vicinity have been taught a hard lesson by them, and they know that these guys are not easy to mess with.Can you take me to your gathering place, we are one kind.I controlled my strength, trying to use the weakest mental power to convey my intentions, and even then, the little octopus man was as shocked as someone who was yelled in his ear by a prankster.He looked at me for a moment.The little octopus man passed a message again.I don't know you, and you're not my people.Okay, stubborn little fellow, buddy and yours are not far apart, what we are short of is only the size of a head, why take me so seriously to take me to your chief, I am your lost clansman.I tried to appease the boldness as much as I could.But stubborn little guy, doesn't he understand, in the face of the big man who is also a wise creature, his intimidation does not work, and after thinking silently for a while, the octopus said, Come with me, but I have to bring my sand silkworm.Well, it's the fat silkworm babies on the silt rocks anyway.The sand silkworm is probably the name given to them by these octopus people, but it is not the same thing as what we usually say.The octopus man's movements are not fast, and the movements of those sand silkworms are even more devastating, doesn't he know.After a long delay, I, a big man who doesn't look so reassuring on the outside, will feel hungry But the retention of the means of spiritual communication at least says one thing.Not only has the octopus race survived, but they have also retained some of their wisdom, well, although I don't think there is much of it.For the convenience of the journey.I sat both the Octopus Man and his sand silkworm on my tentacles, and proceeded in the direction he was pointing.What I saw along the way made me think that these octopus people probably couldn't grasp the technological power that the Rogers gave them, and the means of environmental modification here.It reminds me of backward ancient societies.The little octopus man I met was probably very envious of the convenience brought by my size, and even took the initiative to chat with me.Through communication, I learned a little about the current situation of the octopus people.Well, how to put it.It's very different from what I originally envisioned.According to this octopus man, their ethnic group is about more than 1,000 people, and he can't tell the specific number or count.This octopus people live a grazing life at the bottom of the Puerto Rican Trench.The wisest man in the clan is the patriarch, who is responsible for arranging all life.I'll rub it off, buddy for Mao has a feeling that he is about to enter the primitive tribe, this survival situation of the octopus people is likely to be related to the damage and failure of their high-tech tools, maybe one day in three thousand years, they completely lost these tools, so they can only rely on their own strength, and the ancestors tamed the sea monsters in exchange for a peaceful environment to live.After turning a sharp bend.I saw a tribe of octopus people.This is a primitive tribe built in an undersea basin, and there are 1,200 or 300 octopus people scattered in a huge area, most of them are cultivating and gathering a seabed plant, and a few are waiting for swarms of sand silkworms.The size of these octopus people is not much the same size as this one I encountered, it should be the standard body of an adult individual, and there are many smaller octopus people, and they are small ones at first glance.Suddenly, I saw me, a huge uninvited guest, and the alarm sounded everywhere that could only be captured by mental power.Maybe it was the octopus man and the sand silkworm lying on my tentacles that made them feel a little friendly, but no octopus man rushed up directly to attack me.However, I think that the huge difference in strength between the two sides may also be that these octopus people fled into a stone cave in the cliff behind them.The reason why they didn't take the initiative to attack me, after all, their strongest attack method is probably the metal pole used for grazing.The octopus man lying on my tentacle tried to explain my origin to his people, but his mental strength was too weak.Unable to convey information to distant people.Well, it's a bit like a small person shouting and the person in front of me can't hear it, which makes my little guy feel extremely frustrated.I swam slowly towards the cave.Try to send a signal of goodwill, I want to talk to the smartest patriarch of the octopus people, see if I can communicate a little information.In the midst of the chaos, there was a commotion in the cave.The sight that made me stumble through my glasses was to see four enforcer machines rush out of the cave, followed by an octopus intruder about the size of an ancestor, and leave, or else I would be destroyed like the octopus man lying on top of me.As soon as this octopus man of much larger size than his clan met, he thought of me as a roaming underwater beast.It is estimated that this octopus man is the patriarch, and his spiritual power is far superior to that of other octopus people, and.There is a feeling in him that I am very familiar with, twelve syllables, we are the same kind, don't be nervous, I am here to find you.I want to talk to you guys.The leader of the Octopus was apparently surprised by my ability to use psychic power to communicate, and in his astonishment, I discovered a secret.The four spellcaster machines placed in front of the leader of the octopus people are all controlled by the three octopus people, and these octopus people who operate the machines may not have such complex behaviors themselves, and all their actions are carried out according to the information transmitted by the patriarch through spiritual power.It's so strong mental power, it's only for a moment.I figured out why the leader of the octopus did this, he could only operate one machine by himself, and in this way, he could control four machines at a time, which was really a wisdom in desperation.Seeing this, I just felt a sour feeling in my heart for no reason
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