Chapter 217 So Competitive

  The ram obviously didn't expect that this tender-looking annual lamb dared to attack him.

   Gongyang hurriedly dodged backwards, but was bumped by Zhao Meng. He looked at it with puzzled eyes, as if he was a little puzzled.

  If this ram could talk, it might accuse Zhao Meng, "You obviously came up to me on your own initiative, why didn't you obey the rules."

  It's a pity that Argali's social language system is not as developed as that of humans, so he can only retreat to avoid Zhao Meng's attack.

  Although he didn't understand Zhao Meng's behavior, the ram was still offended by Zhao Meng's constant attacks.

  Even if he is the loser in the female competition above, it is not something a young ram in this year can provoke.

   After the ram screamed angrily, it began to slam into Zhao.

  It's a pity that Zhao Meng, who had already taken the upper hand, didn't let the ram regroup. While the ram was retreating,

  He got up and came to the top. Under the disadvantage of size, Zhao Meng took advantage of this top-to-bottom attack, and quickly repelled the argali.

   "Sure enough, the ram who is less than two years old is still a bit reluctant!"

  Looking at the fleeing ram that was hit, Zhao Meng shook his head, he was a little dizzy after the impact just now.

  He turned his head and glanced at the rams who were still fighting above, and had no choice but to leave.

   After all, it is difficult for him to deal with a failed ram wandering outside the breeding ground. If it is a ram higher up, Zhao Meng is a little worried that he will lose his body and fall.

   "Keep eating, keep growing, and keep practicing!"

  …

  【In July of the fourth year, the breeding season is here, and instinct drives you to do something. 】

"it's time!"

  Zhao Meng looked at the reflection in the river in the valley,

  After two and a half years of hard work, his current size is almost as big as a one and a half cow.

  In such a majestic body shape, it is the pair of iconic arbor horns.

   It's just that, compared to ordinary horns, his horns actually have a shiny feeling, as if they were the result of being coiled for many years.

   "It's time to be on stage this year!"

   Appreciating his state, Zhao Meng headed for this year's breeding ground.

  Under the combined effects of smell and hearing, he quickly found the flock.

  At this time, there is a group of rams chasing the ewes, and these rams seem to drive the ewes to an area that is difficult to move.

   In the past few years, Zhao Meng did not participate in this activity, but this time, he had the opportunity.

   Zhao Meng pushed aside the rams blocking the way with his head, and came to the front of the flock.

  An extremely majestic ram noticed Zhao Meng, but just took a look, and continued to chase the ewe in front of him.

  Zhao Meng also saw this ram. Apart from the ram giving him a warning, Zhao Meng seemed to see a trace of disdain in his eyes.

   Zhao Meng can understand this. Although he has worked hard to develop for four years, he is still not old enough to enter this competition.

  According to his observations, if this huge argali wants to obtain stable breeding rights, its age must be at least seven years old.

  Although rams before the age of seven may have a chance to catch one or two single ewes, their end is often miserable.

   This is also because, without the precipitation of time, it is difficult for this strange argali to master another skill that can truly determine reproduction.

   "That kind of skill...

  Thinking of the skills he has really discovered in the past four years in Canada, Zhao Meng is also a little speechless:

   "There is such a strange thing in this world?"

   "The wonders of mammals should not be underestimated!"

  Zhao Meng followed the rams and continued to chase the ewes, saying that they were chasing, but in fact they were forcing these "girls" into a corner.

  The front became more and more rugged, and finally reached a dead end, and the ewes no longer ran away.

   Instead, each occupied a comfortable corner, looking back at the rams,

  For ewes, the rams who can climb here have no problem with their legs and feet, and the steep cliff has already completed part of the natural selection for them.

   Next is the internal competition of these rams.

  At this time, Zhao Meng had just stood firm, and the gravel rolled down the steep hillside.

  Somewhere below, the rams who failed to climb are looking up at them, and in the deeper valley, there are already some traces of carnivore activities,

  Those predators are waiting for a treat from the sky. While Zhao Meng was observing the surrounding environment, a gust of dark wind hit him.

  Hearing such a movement, Zhao Meng hurriedly jumped onto another stone,

   After standing still, Zhao Meng looked at the attacker. It was a male ram who was about his size but three years older than him and had already mastered certain skills.

   "It's about to start!"

  The ram took the initiative to attack without waiting for Zhao Meng to react. It first rammed into Zhao Meng,

  After a collision, the argali, using the terrain, turned sideways, lifted its strong hind legs, and kicked towards a place with gusts of wind.

  Zhao Meng quickly turned around to avoid the kick.

"Too dangerous!"

   "How did this kind of argali evolve into such a way?"

  Zhao Meng confronted the opposite argali, while looking at an important part of the ram's waist.

  There are the most important and critical tools at this time, and I don’t know what kind of stimulation this Canadian argali has received in the process of evolution.

  Maybe in a certain process of head-to-head with horns,

  An argali accidentally discovered that direct attack can solve the problem of male competition once and for all.

  So after the collision, this kind of argali actually mastered the monkey's ability to steal peaches.

   "Evolution in nature is really amazing."

   "I understand why this huge argali has not been domesticated by humans."

   "This ability to steal peaches is terrifying."

  Zhao Meng continued to confront the opposite Argali, and they all knew that

  If there is a mistake in the next game, one of them may permanently lose the ability to reproduce.

  In the confrontation just now, the opponent also discovered that Zhao Meng is not the young lambs below, who can successfully steal peaches by him.

   "I can't fail!"

   "If it fails, the simulation will fail."

  Zhao Meng stared closely at the opposite Argali, and moved his body a little, trying to hide his vital parts.

   But following Zhao Meng's movements, the adult argali who had a lot of experience in stealing peaches, like a professional boxer, always kept his eyes on the enemy's weak point.

   The confrontation continued like this, with rams being picked down from the mountain from time to time.

   For this kind of sheep living in the mountains, it is normal to fall, but these losers have all experienced varying degrees of peach stealing.

  Under the stimulation of pain, it is difficult for them to adjust their posture and find the landing point. They can only let themselves fall all the way to the valley, and eventually become the food of predators.

   Seeing this tragic situation, Zhao Meng felt a little nervous, but he still forced himself to calm down.

  He has simulated a lot of animals, he shouldn't be afraid of death, but if he dies in this way, Zhao Meng finds it hard to accept.

  Finally, the opposite argali couldn't hold back and wanted to attack him.

   But at this moment, an extremely majestic ram appeared,

   It stared at Zhao Meng and the ram confronting Zhao Meng, as if it was going to attack a certain side.

  The sudden appearance of a third party brought the confrontation that was about to break out to its original state again.

  The situation where the two heroes were originally opposed has now become a tripartite confrontation.

  Time passed by little by little, and the ewes who were watching from the sidelines seemed a little impatient.

  After barking a few times, he planned to leave. Seeing that the ewe made a move, the confronting ram was immediately attracted by the ewe.

  The majestic ram took two steps back and hurriedly followed.

  The ram who confronted Zhao Meng also retreated slowly, away from Zhao Meng.

   Seeing the two rams leave, Zhao Meng silently breathed a sigh of relief for some reason.

  …

  There are a lot of sheep, two rams can't finish it, so Zhao Meng also got some chances to wander.

  However, Zhao Meng was a little dissatisfied with the results of this breeding season, and always felt that there was a sigh of relief in his heart.

   "I originally thought that I could give full play to my ability to steal peaches with the help of human wisdom."

   "But I still want to be simple. The behavior of argali, which takes countless years, has become instinct."

   "Practice more!"

  【In August of the fourth year, you suddenly kicked a moose. 】

  Looking at the running and walking moose,

   Zhao Meng shook his head helplessly, the moose is too tall to practice, and it has to be of the same race.

  Zhao Meng is looking for other male argali, but argali is a creature that lives in groups.

  But there seems to be a lack of trust between males and males, and they generally don't meet each other except during the breeding season.

   "By the way, there is also a kind of argali!"

  Zhao Meng went into the forest, looking for some argali that had launched a special attack on him back then.

  These argali are easy to find,

  They are like females, they will move in groups, but after Zhao Meng gets along with them for a period of time, they can only run away.

  …

  【In September of the fourth year, you even took the initiative to attack a predator. 】

   "Too fragile!"

  Zhao Meng looked at the lone wolf in front of him that was kicked to death by him, and he could only look for a new target.

   "Bear, no, it's about the same height, but it's too dangerous"

   Standing on the cliff, Zhao Meng looked at the furious male bear below, and shook his head helplessly.

  Winter is coming gradually, the temperature is getting lower and lower, and Zhao Meng can find fewer and fewer subjects.

   In the absence of animal experiments, Zhao Meng can only practice his kicking through some manual methods.

  He contrasted his body and made marks with his legs in some places, such as on some tree trunks.

  In this way, Zhao Meng began to practice this unique technique of argali day and night.

  【August of the fifth year, the new breeding season is here, and you have rejoined the male breeding team】

  After a series of familiar processes, Zhao Meng followed Argali and came to the edge of the steep cliff again.

  Looking at the argali that keeps throwing its hooves in front of it, as if it is about to attack

   Zhao Meng raised his leg and kicked without any hesitation. After a year of practice, Zhao Meng has mastered this skill proficiently. He hit the vital point with his hoof, and the ram rolled down in pain.

   Zhao Meng glanced at the falling ram, then shook his head slightly, and continued to climb.

  He took one step at a time, reached the highest point, and kicked out of his own group step by step.

  He finally completed the summit journey of the Canadian Argali. Although the journey was a bit tortuous, the result was very beautiful.

  【In March of the sixth year, you led your flock to the summer pasture. 】

   Zhao Meng, who was grazing, shook off the dew on his body, and looked up at the jumping lambs.

   "The task of this simulation is almost not completed, just wait until life ends naturally."

   "According to observations, the lifespan of this kind of argali is about ten years, and the remaining time is not much."

   It is not easy for ordinary animals to determine their age, but the horns of argali are like annual rings, and it is easy to observe their age if they want to know their age.

  【September of the ninth year, the breeding season is here, and a new challenger appears in front of you. 】

   "You are too young to challenge my position."

  Looking at the fleeing young argali, Zhao Meng withdrew his hooves.

  Although his physical fitness has declined, as the saying goes, Jiang is still old and hot, and his kicking skills are becoming more and more proficient.

  【In May of the eleventh year, the temperature warmed up, mosquitoes were prevalent, and you fell ill. 】

   "This simulation is almost over!"

   Glancing at the group below, Zhao Meng turned and disappeared into the mountains.

  The decline in physical fitness can no longer allow him to continue to participate in reproduction.

   After all, Zhao Meng was afraid of overturning the car after all, so he had to withdraw from the breeding competition in his old age.

  【September of the thirteenth year, the breeding season has arrived, but because of your health, you have lost interest. 】

  The loud crashing sound continued to be heard in the valley.

  Having a premonition of something, Zhao Meng came out of the cave where he was hiding.

  He climbed to the top of the mountain with difficulty, listening to the voice from the valley.

   A gust of wind blew by, and the argali, which was supposed to be a mountain elf, couldn't stand up. The brown-gray figure fell from the mountain and became a gift of nature.

  【Simulation successful】

  Under the interference of the phantom shadow of the human head, the influence of the argali gradually disappeared on his body. Zhao Meng opened his eyes and let out a long breath:

   "Another animal life and death."

  Experiencing the process of each animal from birth to death will always arouse different emotions in his heart, and also make him feel a little numb.

   "It's time to extract entries!"

   Zhao Meng did not forget his purpose, came to the phantom space, and touched the lottery.

  A ray of light flew out of the lottery and landed in front of him.

  【Cudation (blue)】

   "You can spit out the food you eat and process it again to speed up digestion."

  Looking at this entry, Zhao Meng shook his head lightly. The effect of this entry seems to be the same as that of the previous entry named [vomit stomach].

  He has no interest in choosing, and continues to draw the next entry.

   As he shook the cup with consciousness, another ray of light appeared in front of him.

"gold!"

   "It turned out to be a rare attack type entry!"

  【Precise Strike (Golden) (Why do you always attack here) (Straight to the root of life)】

  “A definition of life is that growth is greater than death. It is an information structure that can replicate itself, and you can destroy this fundamental structure precisely.”

  (end of this chapter)