Thousands of cockroaches swarmed over the skeleton of a giant creature, scrambling desperately for their share of the spoils. Among them, a cockroach mother successfully secured a piece of meat and scurried excitedly towards Spotty, gently tapping his head with her antennae to convey her joy:

"Eat, hurry and eat..."

At this moment, Spotty felt an unprecedented desire to grow, to quickly pass through the nymph stage and have a chance to survive the upcoming winter as a sub-adult. Only as a sub-adult did he have hope of enduring the impending winter.

"If the nymph matures into a full-grown adult, the next step will be to become a 'Red Roach Tribe warrior,' absorbing the Force and achieving genetic evolution!"

Spotty wasn't shy about claiming his share of the meat. At this moment, he needed the nourishment of flesh more than ever.

Seeing this, the cockroach mother once again joyfully tapped Spotty's antennae with hers, then turned and dashed back into the throng of roaches clamoring for food.

After finishing the second piece of meat, Spotty felt much better. His mind became clearer, and he turned his head to look around. Unbeknownst to him, his newly regenerated limbs had already grown back completely.

Having hastily devoured the half-eaten remains of the serpentine creature, the next actions of the Red Roach Tribe warrior once again captured Spotty's attention.

A raspberry fruit nearby emitted a soft orange-yellow glow that slowly faded away, signaling the complete ripening of the Force fruit.

With great care, the Red Roach Tribe warrior used the sharp tips of its forelegs to cut the fruit from its stem and placed it reverently in front of itself.

Each raspberry fruit consisted of many tiny granules, and the warrior carefully removed one and attempted to swallow it. Immediately, its body trembled, its wings fluttered in a delighted "rustle," its antennae waved and swayed with excitement.

It was clearly experiencing the taste of the Force fruit for the first time.

Combined with the presence of those small Force plants, it could be inferred that the warrior had not been a member of the Red Roach Tribe for long. Only after becoming a warrior did it understand how to find and cultivate Force plants. Raspberries were shrubs with a relatively short growth cycle compared to trees, making them the first to bear fruit.

When Spotty was still a member of the human race, he had once tasted the Force fruit and understood its benefits, as well as the dangers involved.

The Force fruit had an incredibly powerful effect on genetic transformation. A large number of body cells would die during the process of genetic evolution, consuming energy to eliminate dead cells and nutrients to support cell division and proliferation, thereby repairing the body's damage.

The Red Roach Tribe warrior also seemed to understand the dangers involved. After swallowing a raspberry, it appeared even more cautious. From then on, it would bite each raspberry in half and consume it in two separate sessions.

The cockroach mother once again obtained a piece of meat and dashed back, placing it in front of Spotty. She gently tapped his antennae, urging him to eat it quickly.

"Weak as they are, Force creatures are indeed more powerful than ordinary beasts when they possess the Force, enough to dominate this jungle."

Spotty silently commented, burying himself in his meal.

Seeing this, the cockroach mother, filled with satisfaction, tapped Spotty's antennae affectionately before turning and once again joining the throng of roaches fighting for food.

With so many cockroaches crowding around the carcass, each attempt to squeeze in and grab some food, then push back out, was extremely difficult. By the time the sky began to brighten, the cockroach mother had only made five trips back and forth.

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After devouring five pieces of meat of various sizes in succession, Spotty finally began to feel drowsy, a sign that he was about to molt and grow.

At this point, the Red Roach Tribe warrior had also eaten all but one of the ripe raspberries.

Hesitating for a moment with the last one, it flicked it away with a swift motion of its leg.

Several adult cockroaches lurking nearby immediately sprang into action, rushing forward to seize the opportunity. The raspberry was small, just a single granule, yet several cockroaches began to fight over it, tearing at each other.

One clever cockroach, taking advantage of the chaos, suddenly pounced forward, grabbed the raspberry granule, and began to voraciously consume it.

Seeing this, Spotty suddenly became alert. The Red Roach Tribe warrior was conducting an experiment. It sensed that the Force fruit had the ability to promote genetic evolution and wanted to verify if it could help ordinary cockroaches break through their limits and evolve into beings like itself.

The results were immediately apparent: as the cockroach consumed half of the raspberry, its legs gave out, and it collapsed.

Dead!

However, the less intelligent cockroaches fighting below failed to grasp the situation. They only instinctively felt that the raspberry fruit was beneficial to their evolution.

The cockroach that had won the fight wasted no time in seizing the remaining half of the raspberry, greedily swallowing it. Immediately, its legs gave out, and it collapsed to the ground, twitching briefly before expiring.

In the jungle, obtaining protein was too difficult for weak insects. Over the ages, cockroaches had evolved the habit of consuming the bodies of their deceased companions.

After a moment, the nearby cockroaches confirmed that the two cockroaches who had consumed the raspberry had died. Without hesitation, they immediately swarmed forward to feast on the corpses.

Soon, a large number of cockroaches lay twitching on the ground, dead.

The Force fruit was a precious treasure for Force creatures, but for ordinary creatures, it was a deadly poison.

Seeing the cockroach mother, who was still focused on the deceased cockroaches, Spotty was alarmed. He quickly intervened, vigorously waving his antennae and transmitting the message of "danger." It took a great deal of effort, but he finally managed to dissuade the cockroach mother from approaching.

In the midst of this chaos, Spotty suddenly realized that the cockroach mother's hind legs had been broken off at some point.

The injuries were catastrophic. The cockroach mother did not have the immediate ability to regenerate her limbs and was already in her 19th age, unable to undergo another molting to achieve limb regeneration.

Having laid several egg sacs, her body was beginning to age, and she was already struggling to survive the winter. Now, with this injury, her situation was even more dire.

Feeling guilty and remorseful, Spotty vigorously waved his antennae, conveying his concern.

The cockroach mother, in turn, waved her antennae to reassure him: "I'm fine, just eat."

The cockroach mother still felt reluctant to leave the deceased cockroaches behind: the simple, primitive instinct of motherly love.

Spotty could only feel a strange ache in his soul, continuously waving his antennae to transmit the danger signal to the cockroach mother.

Meanwhile, the cockroach mother, who was fixated on the food, suddenly became frightened and began to emit danger signals.

With his broad compound eyes, Spotty noticed a commotion behind him and turned to look, only to see the Red Roach Tribe

warrior take flight from beside the raspberry bush, landing beside the dead cockroach bodies that had consumed the Force fruit, and flapping its wings to drive away the eager group of cockroaches.

The cockroach mother nervously pulled Spotty away from the scene, herding him backwards.

The Red Roach Tribe warrior quickly dug a large hole and buried the bodies, its intelligence growing with evolution, understanding that simply burying the bodies in the soil might still allow them to be dug up by greedy, foolish members of the tribe. It then flew off into the distance, returning with a large stone to press down on the burial site.

The surrounding group of cockroaches dispersed, eyeing the area cautiously.

Satisfied with its actions, the Red Roach Tribe warrior shook its wings, took flight, and landed once again beside the raspberry bush, guarding it and waiting for the fruit to ripen.

The experiment had failed, and there was no intention of further research. The deaths of numerous tribe members did not evoke any sadness.

Dawn was approaching.

The feast was nearing its end, with only a picked-clean skeleton remaining.

"Leave."

The cockroach mother reminded Spotty that they should retreat to their nest during the day to avoid predation by the forest birds.

"Go."

Spotty was still worried about the cockroach mother's injuries.

Even lowly reptiles had genuine emotions; how much more so for human souls? Unable to accept it, Spotty decided to make one last attempt to save his "mother."

"Over there, over there..."

Spotty urged repeatedly, pulling the cockroach mother towards the stone that had been used to suppress the bodies of the dead cockroaches, and began to dig with all his might.

Thinking that Spotty intended to unearth the bodies, the cockroach mother chirped joyfully and joined in the digging.