Of course, Li Luo had no way to ask those animals face-to-face how they had managed it, but she was currently within the Fungal Network. The answer lay within these constantly echoing memories. As long as she could sift useful information out of the noisy voices, she would understand how they had done it.
With that thought, Li Luo focused once more on the chaotic sounds.
The murmuring sound of flowing water continued to repeat. It seemed to be the network's underlying information, though she had no idea what it was expressing.
All kinds of incomprehensible noise overlaid the sound of the water, blending into it while remaining distinct in layers, like countless different fragments of sound pieced together. What Li Luo needed to do was slowly peel them apart and turn them into understandable segments.
Though they had become a language she could understand, they were still far too chaotic. It was like standing alone in the middle of a plaza, surrounded by countless people talking. The information being conveyed was fragmented and extremely scattered, most of it meaningless muttering.
"Had salmon today."
"Going to sleep in the cave tonight."
"Run! Going to get eaten!"
"So cold."
"This meat tastes bad. Not eating it."
"..."
Most living creatures' thoughts were closely tied to "eating" and "sleeping," and all their actions followed these two basic goals:
Find something delicious to eat, and find a safe place to sleep.
If they could not find anything delicious, they would settle for something that could fill their stomachs.
If they could not find a safe place to sleep, they would either stay awake for now or find a temporarily safe place to take a short nap.
Day after day passed in thoughts of "eating" and "sleeping," and the Fungal Network was filled with