Luoli was equally downcast. After ten years as a merchant, this was the first time he had made a loss. He felt pain, reluctance, and unwillingness to let go.,Longbo had a strong sense of crisis. In the next three days, besides hunting for food and sleeping, he spent all his time digging a hole. It was planned, winding, and stair-like, digging deeper into the rock layers.,On the fourth day, a light spring rain fell. Seeing the dried-up natural stream nearby filled with water, Long Bai finally felt relieved. He used his jaws to clear away weeds between the excavated nest chamber and the stream, dug small pits, and planted three life seeds. Then he brought over small stones to cover them to prevent them from being unearthed by other insects or birds.。