Daily Evolution from Mastering Tai Chi-Chapter 136: Biological Behavior Control

Wang Ye stood up and patted the dirt off his body.

Then he looked at the crow that landed before him.

The crow, under his full force stomp,

was already completely fractured and coughing up blood.

It had lost all signs of life.

Wang Ye expressionlessly took it to the lakeside to clean, pluck, and roast it, adding plenty of cumin and chili powder.

After eating the whole roast crow, he returned to the tent and fell asleep.

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The next day.

May 23rd

5:46

After waking up, Wang Ye finished the remaining grilled fish from last night.

He sat by the lake and practiced the Innate Skill for about an hour.

As the time approached seven o’clock, and the Sun had fully risen,

he packed his things to continue his journey.

Wang Ye constantly checked the mobile map and compass, walked 20 km of mountain roads, finally walked out of the mountain range and reached the provincial road beside it.

He did not rest, took five Energy Gels, and continued rushing along the road for fifty kilometers.

Finally, he found a rural town.

Wang Ye arrived in town and found a supermarket.

He then bought 50 kg of compressed food and mineral water in a bulk purchase.

He also bought a box of Red Bull drinks, planning to carry it to drink as he walked.

Wang Ye strapped the backpack, now restored to 80 kg, on his back.

From the box, he took out a can of Red Bull, popped the tab.

Then tilted his head back for a full drink, the cool and taurine mix immediately gave him a lift in spirits.

After casually throwing the can into the trash, Wang Ye began looking for restaurants along the way.

Since he was in town, he naturally had to have a good meal before continuing.

Along the way, he had grown tired of eating just fish and compressed biscuits.

For health, he occasionally needed a good meal to reward himself.

Just as Wang Ye planned to set off to find a restaurant.

Suddenly.

He noticed a group of black ants underfoot, carrying food scraps from the trash pile.

Wang Ye squatted down with interest, observing the ants hauling food scraps.

He had always been fascinated by ants, creatures with a collective consciousness.

It’s said, they can achieve near-perfect division of labor and coordinated actions without any communication.

Sometimes, they even display astonishing collective intelligence: when faced with a catastrophic fire, a group of ants rolls together to escape the flames, sacrificing the outer ones to protect the core, minimizing casualties.

Each ant colony is said to have a queen, which releases a special pheromone, suppressing worker ants’ development, and even controlling their behavior for efficient foraging and reproduction.

While Wang Ye was carefully observing the ant colony, he suddenly discovered that he seemed to be able to sense the pheromones each ant released through magnetic field sensing.

Because he could observe concentrated points of magnetic fields scattered along the ants’ march path, through their behavior, it was evident these were pheromones they actively left behind.

Pheromones are chemically distinct signaling substances. Theoretically, they should be fundamentally different from magnetic fields.

As Wang Ye pondered deeply, a guess suddenly popped into his mind,

"Perhaps... these ants themselves are marching based on magnetic field signals left by other ants. This so-called chemically characterized signaling substance, is really just a medium, a deception..."

Wang Ye’s eyes grew brighter.

If so.

Could he use this trait to control the ant colony?

Wang Ye did not hesitate and immediately began subtly manipulating the "pheromones" on the ants’ march path.

Given the tiny spread of these pheromones, manipulation was exceptionally difficult.

Precisely changing these pheromones’ positions required not only tremendous precision but also considerable patience.

Otherwise, a rough move could potentially scatter these pheromones on the ground instantly. So every millimeter of movement required huge effort.

Wang Ye spent roughly half a minute before shifting the pheromones three centimeters to the right on the path.

The result was quite successful.

The group of black ants actually began marching in a regulated way according to Wang Ye’s controlled path.

But the endpoint of this manipulated path had no food for them to carry, they lost their goals, stood still for a moment, and then continued seeking their previous companions.

Apparently, Wang Ye wasn’t done having fun.

He continued using Telekinesis to control the residual pheromones on the ground, continuously adjusting the ants’ marching routes.

He even easily guided them to circle in a ring on his palm.

Watching these ants entirely under his command, Wang Ye couldn’t help but feel a twinge of exhilaration.

Although now this skill seemed no more than a little trick, to amuse children.

But what if the ant colony increased from a hundred to a thousand, ten thousand, or even a hundred thousand, a million, ten million or more?

Then this seemingly unremarkable behavioral manipulation skill.

Might grow into a potentially deadly ability, able to consume a person whole.

Nevertheless, Wang Ye’s technique for manipulating pheromones was far too crude at present.

He had to exert all effort to barely move the pheromones three centimeters in half a minute.

Wang Ye continued the pheromone manipulation game for 20 minutes.

Finally, his brain registered a hint of fatigue and soreness.

"I guess I’ll have to train again next time."

Wang Ye stood up and walked toward the restaurant not far away.

He pulled open the door and entered a farmhouse restaurant, explaining his situation to the owner, hoping to use their outlet to charge his power bank.

The owner, a lean middle-aged man with a goatee, smoking a cigarette, was quite approachable in speech.

He said he understood the hardships and challenges of trekking across the country.

Refusing to charge Wang Ye for the electricity, he repeatedly declined Wang Ye’s offer to pay.

Yet, in gratitude, Wang Ye took the initiative to transfer 10 yuan to him.

Subsequently, Wang Ye ordered 15 dishes, 10 meat, 5 vegetarian.

The price was very affordable, only charging him 320 yuan.

The owner seemed quite surprised: "Young man, don’t let our small restaurant fool you, the portions are sizable. Usually, two dishes of meat and vegetables are enough to satiate a robust worker from the site, fifteen dishes are enough for six or seven people, are you sure you want to order so much?"

"No worries, I have a big appetite, even if I don’t finish it, I can pack the leftovers." Wang Ye shook his head with a smile.

"Alright, I’ll go to the kitchen to instruct them to cook." The goatee owner stomped the cigarette butt into the ground and then took the menu to the kitchen.