Apocalypse: System of lotteries

A white light fell, and Ming, two froglets, and a bear landed on the trapezoidal platform on the mountaintop. To his amazement, the entire mountaintop platform was covered with spiderwebs of various shapes and sizes.

At this point, Ming saw a spider calmly crawling across the web in front of him. He noticed that the spider seemed to have grown several times larger than before; it used to be the size of a thumb, and now it was as big as a child\'s fist.

Had it grown too fast? Was it a sign that animals other than mammals grow quickly?

Ming glanced at the snail and thought this assumption didn\'t quite hold up.

Because the snail was still the same snail, with no changes at all.

"Damn it!" Ming suddenly looked at the beehive, which was surrounded by spiderwebs and had dozens more dried-up bee corpses. Fortunately, only a few dozen bees were lost, and it was still possible to remedy the situation.

At this time, Little Bear sniffed and looked at the beehive, its deep purple eyes flashing with a gluttonous light. Ming suddenly remembered that bears really love honey.

The bees were about to face an ultimate survival challenge.

However, maybe this could prompt the bees to evolve quickly. If they evolved, honey production would increase significantly. Good news, good news~

"Everyone, do your best. Survival of the fittest - this is the second house rule~" Ming jumped off the trapezoidal platform, landed on the mountaintop, and put all the prepared spike traps back into storage.

During this process, Little Bear still held his left hand, and due to its large size, triggered several metal spikes. Luckily, after activating extreme dodging, Ming managed to deflect all the spikes flying toward Little Bear, and no one was hurt.

He looked at the huge Little Bear and then at his existing house. Finally, he had a legitimate reason to get a new home.

Ding ding dong… Ding ding dong…

An hour later, the new home was completed. To save money and effort, the original house was not demolished, but an inverted platform was built outside it, covering the original house below.

The new platform was 8 meters long, wide, and high, enough to accommodate Ming\'s entire family. The platform was made entirely of steel plates and a fine gold structure, capable of supporting Little Bear\'s weight. Finally, the frog pond was moved to the new rooftop platform.

"Done~" Ming clapped his hands and lay down on the sofa he brought back from the King of the Ring dungeon VIP room. The suede fabric sofa was soft and comfortable.

At this time, the sun was a bit dazzling, so he erected tall wooden stakes at the four corners of the rooftop platform, placing a triangular frame on top. Then he caught the spider and threw it up there, letting it show its skills and make a big "web" to block the sunlight.

At this point, he realized that the spider was quite useful. Besides the snail, there really were no freeloaders in the house. Snail, you have to work hard. If you don\'t, you\'ll be abandoned. That\'s the third house rule.

Ming began to cook, looking at the food storage in the warehouse. Well, it\'s said that bears are omnivorous, so eating more fruits is fine.

[Your foodie jumped into the pond and chatted with the koi about today\'s travel adventures. They encountered a big pink pig. Although it was very charming, the foodie restrained itself... The koi looked at Da Vinci...]

[Da Vinci looked, foodie didn\'t lie... But the big pink pig couldn\'t restrain itself... Foodie jumped out of the pond, ready to tell the butterfly about Da Vinci being licked...]

"Add two grams of salt~" Ming looked at the "Family Recipes Complete Collection" and poured some salt into the dish. He was already used to the antics of the two froglets.

It\'s better to focus on cooking than to worry about them, but how much are two grams exactly?

[Da Vinci ignored Foodie and showed Little Bear around the new house. Over there is the earthworm farm, where Ming likes to play with the mud. Don\'t learn from him... That\'s the bees\' home, they work hard, so we can\'t waste honey... And we definitely can\'t waste the bees who died willingly...]

[Da Vinci looked up and told Little Bear that the creature weaving the web above is the spider. It was so skinny when it was found that it couldn\'t even spin silk. Now it\'s overfed, and you can see it can\'t stop spinning silk...]

[Da Vinci looked at the squirrel hiding in the coconut tree and told Little Bear that it\'s probably afraid of you... That useless creature is a snail... the number one freeloader in Ming\'s house. That cute rabbit is Big White, and it\'s the reserve food...]

"Also, add a spoonful of sugar~" Ming took out the sugar and poured it into the pot. Today\'s dish would definitely be delicious since he exchanged some spices with Lavia.

[Da Vinci looked at the coconut crab below and told Little Bear that the one undressing was a small crab... Da Vinci looked at you, Ming, are you going to do anything? This crab is acting indecently...]

[Foodie stared with big eyes at the butterfly... it rushed upstairs and looked at you, Ming, the butterfly made itself a coffin and even closed the lid...]

"Add vinegar... What?" Ming was taken aback.

Acting indecently? Making a coffin! What kind of day is this?

Gurgle~ Gurgle~ A white mist rose, and every breath was filled with a sour taste...

Ming looked down, the vinegar bottle in his hand was empty...

Damn, it~

Ming immediately stood up and looked at the crab from the rooftop. The crab was just molting, not acting indecently.

Could it be growing and evolving?

Right, and the butterfly!

Ming jumped down to the first floor and saw a huge oval-shaped, white cocoon as big as a thermos.

Examined with eagle eyes:

[Cocoon]

"!!"

Ming touched his nose, thinking that a butterfly comes from a caterpillar turning into a cocoon and then metamorphosing into a butterfly. He had never heard of a butterfly turning back into a cocoon before. Was it because his knowledge was insufficient?

Or was it that the butterfly had started to evolve as well?

As it was his first time experiencing such a thing, Ming was also a bit confused. He couldn\'t just pry open the cocoon to see what was inside. What if the butterfly died?

He glanced at the closely connected snake eggs. Now they were no longer lonely; they had another "egg" to accompany them. He then placed the "butterfly cocoon" next to the snake eggs, allowing them to bask in the sun\'s rays together.

"My dish!" Ming ran up to the rooftop and saw that the vegetable and meat stew he had planned to cook could only be turned into sauerkraut now.

As Ming picked up the vegetables, he looked down at the crab below.

"What the…"

Ming realized that his ability to detect weaknesses wasn\'t good enough. If he used it in the "Guide to Killing Mutated Creatures - Standard Edition" that he was about to start writing, he would definitely be criticized. He couldn\'t just write something like "You\'re weak, run away quickly."

It seemed that he had to slowly summarize and analyze the creatures himself.

[Your Da Vinci squatted in front of the \'butterfly cocoon,\' quietly watching it. He stretched out his tongue and licked it. Ming!! Hurry over, I\'m stuck…]

"Little crab, come and help me open the coconuts." Ming took out a row of coconuts. In fact, he usually took care of such tasks himself, but to give the little crab a chance to sharpen its claws, he decided to be a little lazy this time.

Ming looked at his left hand, which had been wrapped in a bandage for more than a day. His hand felt a bit numb.