Spinning silk and weaving webs, crafting silk bags is an innate ability of the spider race. They possess organs called "spinnerets" on their abdomens, capable of generating different types of silk. Flame spider warriors cleverly utilize various types of silk to weave webs according to the terrain, creating exquisite silk bags.

After a flurry of dazzling movements, a gourd-shaped, delicate silk bag was initially crafted.

For the opening, fine and curled silk was used on one side. On the other, Xuemai carefully embedded strands of silk with barbed hooks pulled from its own legs.

This step took the longest time.

Finally, Xuemai's venomous limbs secreted a transparent mucous, slowly applying it to the surface of the silk bag.

This mucous seeped into the crevices of the silk, quickly drying up and sealing the gaps, completing a waterproof and moisture-proof silk bag, meticulously crafted by hand, exquisite in every detail.

Xuemai tested it out, "Chirp," as the bag opened and closed. Checking for any gaps, it chirped repeatedly, confirming its flawlessness, and handed it to Banbu, shyly saying:

"Banbu, a gift."

"Xuemai, thank you for your gift!" Banbu couldn't contain his joy, expressing gratitude before eagerly examining it.

The bag was approximately 50 units in length and 30 units wide, with a decent capacity suitable for storing precious primal force fruits, prolonging their shelf life.

When flame spider warriors generate different types of silk, they can also freely change the color. The bag was adorned with two relatively abstract creatures. Banbu carefully examined it; it seemed to depict a spider and a cockroach.

Pointing to the cockroach, Xuemai said, "Banbu, six legs."

Then pointing to the spider, it continued, "Xuemai, eight legs."

Finally, it said, "Friends."

"...The insect legs in the pattern are quite prominent, making it difficult to discern the specific images." Banbu paused for a moment, summarizing for Xuemai, "Banbu and Xuemai are friends."

Xuemai happily exclaimed, "Banbu and Xuemai are friends!"

Zhonglou reminded, "Xuemai, you need to replenish your primal force."

"Oh, right." Xuemai climbed onto Zhonglou's back, took out a white, nut-like dried fruit, and slowly nibbled on it.

The silk bags crafted by the iridescent flame spider tribe integrate primal force energy, allowing them to prolong the shelf life of primal force food. This is their race's most important ability.

As Xuemai was still a junior warrior, crafting silk bags consumed a considerable amount of primal force.

Banbu asked, "Is Xuemai alright?"

Zhonglou replied, "It's fine, it'll recover in two days."

Banbu felt guilty for two seconds, then shook his antennae, bidding farewell to Zhonglou and Xuemai, happily dragging the silk bag as he left.

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Crawling on the ground and flying in the air are two completely different concepts of speed.

Banbu quickly returned to Lizhu Peak.

Understanding the current situation of this planet, he was filled with confidence.

For the first time, he seriously considered future development and concluded that if he could solve the problems of "insect population" and "number of seeds of fate," he could quickly rise in this world ruled by insects.

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The Jinping Mountains were vast. Just Lizhu Peak alone could accommodate 20 Red Cockroach tribe warriors with room to spare. The entire mountain range could easily accommodate over tens of thousands of Red Cockroach tribe warriors.

To truly establish control over the territory and develop it prosperously, more warriors were needed as support.

In its natural state, the probability of Red Cockroach warriors being born was too low, and it was impractical to spend raw stones to buy them from the iridescent flame spider tribe caravan.

Banbu first needed to find a way to significantly increase the probability of ordinary cockroaches evolving into cockroach warriors.

Considering his own development, Banbu was not satisfied with only being able to cultivate 27 seed plants throughout his life, even if he became the Mountain Master. That number was too small!

How many trees could Lizhu Peak plant? Tens of thousands.

How many trees could be planted in the jungle below Lizhu Peak? Millions.

If Lizhu Peak and the jungle below were all planted with seed plants, how magnificent would that be? How much primal force food could be harvested each year?

As a native insect, with limited knowledge and horizons, Banbu believed that the ability to cultivate seed plants was a gift from the true gods of nature. The majesty of the gods was not to be challenged, so insects wouldn't contemplate the true principles behind the cultivation of seeds of fate.

Banbu, however, was different. Having been a human in his past life, he didn't harbor any reverence for the so-called "true gods of nature."

If he could decipher the true principles behind cultivating seeds of fate, break the limitation of only being able to cultivate one seed plant with each molt, and mass produce them like a production line, sowing thousands, tens of thousands, or even millions of seed plants, then ascending to become the Mountain Master, County Princess, or Cockroach King would be as easy as pie.

The Cockroach King's continued evolution should lead to a breakthrough from the level of primal force creatures to cosmic life forms.

The path of genetic evolution for insect races was vastly different from that of humans, but it didn't violate cosmic laws. "King" represented the pinnacle of primal force creature levels, and the level above "King" should be referred to as "Planetary-level Life Form," followed by "Stellar-level," "Star-destroyer-level," "Constellation-level," "Galaxy-level," and finally, the universally recognized highest level of genetic evolution, the "Dominion Realm."

Banbu, a genius among geniuses, was nurtured by his family with great care and took less than a hundred years to break through the level of primal force creatures and ascend to the planetary level. He lived up to everyone's expectations, smoothly joining the Galactic Army with an outstanding comprehensive combat power evaluation of 1.3.

The elders in the family's military were quite appreciative of Banbu, taking care of him in every way and assigning him to the safest and best-treated logistics positions, despite his low-risk tasks.

In the cosmic wars, planetary-level, stellar-level, and star-destroyer-level beings were all cannon fodder, with only constellation-level beings barely considered prominent figures.

Banbu's confusion stemmed from his conversations with Zhonglou, as he repeatedly probed and confirmed that the strongest existence on this insect-dominated planet was no more than the level of "Insect King," with no planetary-level beings present.

This was an abnormal phenomenon.

The planet's abundance of primal force was rare in the universe. Although insects didn't have systematic scientific cultivation methods and their populations were sparse, after countless years of reproduction and succession, there should have been one or two geniuses capable of breaking free from their shackles, right?

However, there weren't any.

Zhonglou not only had broad knowledge but was also well-versed in the historical legends of various insect races, yet there were no records of such occurrences in

the legends. There weren't even any suspicious traces to be found.

It was unscientific, incomprehensible phenomena.

Banbu was confident that he could grow into a Cockroach King, break free from his shackles, and ascend to the planetary level.

At the same time, he was very worried about his future upon returning to the stars. Ascending to the planetary level, he would be the first insect to leave this planet. Without the assistance of technological forces and no stronger beings to care for him, what would a planetary-level being mean in the universe? Nothing at all. A weak existence at the bottom, unable to make any waves.

"First, improve my own strength, then build a power base."

"As for returning to the stars, that's something to consider later."

Banbu spent an entire day pondering the issue, finally listing out a long string of urgent tasks: 1. Create cultivation techniques; 2. Ascend to intermediate warrior level, absorbing the divine mental power of the dominion realm life core; 3. Complete the construction of the biogas pool to ensure the supply of nutrients for the divine seeds; 4. Collect and sow more bamboo seeds, cultivating new bamboo species suitable for seed plants; 5. Develop animal husbandry; 6. Shelter a group of ordinary cockroaches in his territory and begin testing effective methods to increase the probability of ordinary cockroaches evolving into cockroach warriors...

Banbu placed "Deciphering the true principles behind cultivating seeds of fate" at the very end for a simple reason: this involved biological science experiments requiring corresponding equipment, and most importantly, various live test subjects were indispensable.

Currently, Lizhu Peak only had Banbu as a Red Cockroach tribe warrior. He couldn't possibly use himself as a test subject, could he?

He couldn't aim too high; for now, the most pressing matter was deducing cultivation techniques and ascending to an intermediate warrior.