Chapter 757
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Chapter 757
There was a limit to how much special techniques and enhanced mental processing could allow a person to pick up entirely new information. Anton was able to pick up human languages that branched off relatively quickly, but even on Gnadus it had taken him months. To fully grasp the meerkats language he thought it might take him a year. But given his progress after a week, perhaps he might be able to converse about simple basics after a full month. He was already far too late to pretend to be a native speaker, and he might be a bit too tall to fool any of them.
But Anton couldnt spend all his time with them. So while Three Squeaks was busy during the day, Anton was now exploring the surrounding area. As long as he didnt get more than a thousand kilometers away, his ability to respond to trouble wouldn't be diminished in the slightest. And against anything at the level the meerkats were dealing with, he could honestly go nearly anywhere on the entire planet, though his senses would have to loop around outside the atmosphere at a certain point.
Having confirmed meerkats, warthogs, and eagles having some level of greater intelligence- including communication with each other- Anton suspected it was more than just those. He began picking out all sorts of behaviors in the surrounding area, and he was beginning to identify that a significant fraction of the beasts seemed to have proper sapience. Significant as such things went, at least. Having previously only seen Paradise, void ants, Fuzz, and to some extent the phoenixes of the Sylanis cluster, three more was already a lot.
Even the others of Paradises species didnt have an ascended intelligence, at most being clever beasts driven by instincts. But there were some important differences.
Fuzz was the first of his kind, but Anton heard that with his mate in the upper realms they produced true offspring that could think much like a human. Paradise had no offspring, but Anton doubted there would be a guarantee of that if the other partner was not the same. The phoenixes had been on the lower end of sapience, though some of that was likely suppression by the Phoenix Sect so that they would not grow difficult to command. Their lifespans were long and they were slow to develop, so Anton hadnt seen much else from them.
The void ants seemed to be the oddity. All of them were intelligent as far as insects were concerned, but the vast majority of them didnt have individuality or consciousness. Not until they grew powerful enough. On the other end were the meerkats, where all of the members of the colony seemed capable of understanding, even if they had no discernible natural energy.
All of this together brought Anton to the point he was staring at a twig. On that twig were leaves, and on both twig and leaves were a marching group of ants. Largish ants that seemed like their fangs had some sort of venom, but just ants. They found food, brought it to the colony, and fulfilled their roles in a boring manner.
It was the twig and leaves that Anton was interested in. Not because he was expecting plants to gain an ascended intelligence on this planet as well- even the Grandfather Willow wasnt at that level to Antons understanding. No, it was simply because neither twig nor leaf was as it seemed.
The line of ants brought them to a beetle, and then back along their same route through the low bush. It was a small beetle such that a small number of them could carry it together, as well as various other bits of food they found along the way. And when the last of them stepped down to the ground, the bush followed. Or at least, a half dozen parts of it. One stick bug, and a handful of leaf bugs.
Such creatures were normally herbivorous to Antons understanding, but that didnt stop them from following the ants back to their mound and then beginning to pick them off. Anton wondered at first if it was because the ants were competition for the others favorite leaves, but then he saw that they ate some of the ants and the beetle as well. To break through the beetles shell with small mouths, they used a bit of natural energy. And thus the very small amounts of natural energy inside the smaller insects made its way into the stick and leaf brethren.
Anton stepped closer, but any time they got a whiff of his natural energy they froze and tried to appear dead. And not just dead, but completely devoid of natural energy. Unappetizing to anything that could actually damage them, Anton figured.
This time hed had enough of simply observing, and decided to actually approach them. He picked up the leaf insects and the larger stick bug, laying them on his flat palm. I dont suppose you happen to speak? he muttered quietly, not wanting to disturb them with too much sound pressure. Of course he knew that if they did have language, it was probably related to their body movement or very low level sounds.
Ultimately, Three Squeaks got baby toys. And rather than having difficulty understanding that he had to fit square pegs in square holes and star shaped ones in the same hole, he had greater difficulty moving the carved chunks of wood with his paws. Which did give him good practice using his natural energy to help lift and maneuver, so that was an indirect win. They moved back and forth between that, archery, sun observation, and fire practice.
Three Squeaks looked at the ball of fire in front of him, and dunked it into the water. He watched steam rise, and his power fade. Then he did it again. And then he jumped into the water and tried to create fire inside the water. Three Squeaks probably thought he just wasted his energy for his last attempt, which was basically true, but ultimately he did heat the flowing water a little bit as it passed by. Just barely enough to notice.
Then it was time for him to go home, and Anton carried Three Squeaks to just outside meerkat territory. He didnt want to barge into their space.
Since the attack by the eagles and warthogs, there hadnt been any further incidents. Not with those, at least. There had been a few mundane snakes, but the guards were prepared for them and swiftly defeated them.
-----
Anton wondered if he had a problem. Then he rationalized that what he was doing was a solution. And ultimately, it didnt matter what his mind was doing when his body automatically went through the motions of planting.
His small field was on the far side of the hill, surrounded by a little fence to keep out stompy warthogs and the like. Planted there were a number of plants that grew well with natural energy. He wasnt quite certain if they would grow with the red sun above, though its intensity should be within tolerance given the distance. It was a good star, even if its ego was a bit inflated and it was puffed up.
The plants were to feed himself, Anton said. He had to work on himself, after all. But of course inevitably some of it would go to his newest disciple, and hed want to teach the meerkats to manage fields themselves. They could manage the important parts just fine, and the local area rained sufficiently that they could get by with natural water.
And Anton was already committing to improving this planet long term. Even though hed been there for a month. And even though he wasnt completely certain that it would be a good idea to interfere with a planet of beasts developing sapience by teaching them to cultivate intentionally.
On the other hand, it was better to do that than have their best method of growth to be eating others with cultivation. The only problem was that doing both was probably even faster than individually, so if they were willing to meditate on insights and consume others things would be quite different.
In other words, Anton was going to have to teach beasts why it was immortal to eat thinking creatures, and he couldnt use his traditional fallback of transmitted diseases. Or at least it wasnt quite as relevant between different species, though there were likely some shared diseases or parasites. But before he could truly do any of that, he needed to be able to talk.
He wondered what people would say- or might have already said- in response to his messages about a variety of thinking beasts. He would find out soon, as the messages returned to him.
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Chapter 757
There was a limit to how much special techniques and enhanced mental processing could allow a person to pick up entirely new information. Anton was able to pick up human languages that branched off relatively quickly, but even on Gnadus it had taken him months. To fully grasp the meerkats language he thought it might take him a year. But given his progress after a week, perhaps he might be able to converse about simple basics after a full month. He was already far too late to pretend to be a native speaker, and he might be a bit too tall to fool any of them.
But Anton couldnt spend all his time with them. So while Three Squeaks was busy during the day, Anton was now exploring the surrounding area. As long as he didnt get more than a thousand kilometers away, his ability to respond to trouble wouldn't be diminished in the slightest. And against anything at the level the meerkats were dealing with, he could honestly go nearly anywhere on the entire planet, though his senses would have to loop around outside the atmosphere at a certain point.
Having confirmed meerkats, warthogs, and eagles having some level of greater intelligence- including communication with each other- Anton suspected it was more than just those. He began picking out all sorts of behaviors in the surrounding area, and he was beginning to identify that a significant fraction of the beasts seemed to have proper sapience. Significant as such things went, at least. Having previously only seen Paradise, void ants, Fuzz, and to some extent the phoenixes of the Sylanis cluster, three more was already a lot.
Even the others of Paradises species didnt have an ascended intelligence, at most being clever beasts driven by instincts. But there were some important differences.
Fuzz was the first of his kind, but Anton heard that with his mate in the upper realms they produced true offspring that could think much like a human. Paradise had no offspring, but Anton doubted there would be a guarantee of that if the other partner was not the same. The phoenixes had been on the lower end of sapience, though some of that was likely suppression by the Phoenix Sect so that they would not grow difficult to command. Their lifespans were long and they were slow to develop, so Anton hadnt seen much else from them.
The void ants seemed to be the oddity. All of them were intelligent as far as insects were concerned, but the vast majority of them didnt have individuality or consciousness. Not until they grew powerful enough. On the other end were the meerkats, where all of the members of the colony seemed capable of understanding, even if they had no discernible natural energy.
All of this together brought Anton to the point he was staring at a twig. On that twig were leaves, and on both twig and leaves were a marching group of ants. Largish ants that seemed like their fangs had some sort of venom, but just ants. They found food, brought it to the colony, and fulfilled their roles in a boring manner.
It was the twig and leaves that Anton was interested in. Not because he was expecting plants to gain an ascended intelligence on this planet as well- even the Grandfather Willow wasnt at that level to Antons understanding. No, it was simply because neither twig nor leaf was as it seemed.
The line of ants brought them to a beetle, and then back along their same route through the low bush. It was a small beetle such that a small number of them could carry it together, as well as various other bits of food they found along the way. And when the last of them stepped down to the ground, the bush followed. Or at least, a half dozen parts of it. One stick bug, and a handful of leaf bugs.
Such creatures were normally herbivorous to Antons understanding, but that didnt stop them from following the ants back to their mound and then beginning to pick them off. Anton wondered at first if it was because the ants were competition for the others favorite leaves, but then he saw that they ate some of the ants and the beetle as well. To break through the beetles shell with small mouths, they used a bit of natural energy. And thus the very small amounts of natural energy inside the smaller insects made its way into the stick and leaf brethren.
Anton stepped closer, but any time they got a whiff of his natural energy they froze and tried to appear dead. And not just dead, but completely devoid of natural energy. Unappetizing to anything that could actually damage them, Anton figured.
This time hed had enough of simply observing, and decided to actually approach them. He picked up the leaf insects and the larger stick bug, laying them on his flat palm. I dont suppose you happen to speak? he muttered quietly, not wanting to disturb them with too much sound pressure. Of course he knew that if they did have language, it was probably related to their body movement or very low level sounds.
Ultimately, Three Squeaks got baby toys. And rather than having difficulty understanding that he had to fit square pegs in square holes and star shaped ones in the same hole, he had greater difficulty moving the carved chunks of wood with his paws. Which did give him good practice using his natural energy to help lift and maneuver, so that was an indirect win. They moved back and forth between that, archery, sun observation, and fire practice.
Three Squeaks looked at the ball of fire in front of him, and dunked it into the water. He watched steam rise, and his power fade. Then he did it again. And then he jumped into the water and tried to create fire inside the water. Three Squeaks probably thought he just wasted his energy for his last attempt, which was basically true, but ultimately he did heat the flowing water a little bit as it passed by. Just barely enough to notice.
Then it was time for him to go home, and Anton carried Three Squeaks to just outside meerkat territory. He didnt want to barge into their space.
Since the attack by the eagles and warthogs, there hadnt been any further incidents. Not with those, at least. There had been a few mundane snakes, but the guards were prepared for them and swiftly defeated them.
-----
Anton wondered if he had a problem. Then he rationalized that what he was doing was a solution. And ultimately, it didnt matter what his mind was doing when his body automatically went through the motions of planting.
His small field was on the far side of the hill, surrounded by a little fence to keep out stompy warthogs and the like. Planted there were a number of plants that grew well with natural energy. He wasnt quite certain if they would grow with the red sun above, though its intensity should be within tolerance given the distance. It was a good star, even if its ego was a bit inflated and it was puffed up.
The plants were to feed himself, Anton said. He had to work on himself, after all. But of course inevitably some of it would go to his newest disciple, and hed want to teach the meerkats to manage fields themselves. They could manage the important parts just fine, and the local area rained sufficiently that they could get by with natural water.
And Anton was already committing to improving this planet long term. Even though hed been there for a month. And even though he wasnt completely certain that it would be a good idea to interfere with a planet of beasts developing sapience by teaching them to cultivate intentionally.
On the other hand, it was better to do that than have their best method of growth to be eating others with cultivation. The only problem was that doing both was probably even faster than individually, so if they were willing to meditate on insights and consume others things would be quite different.
In other words, Anton was going to have to teach beasts why it was immortal to eat thinking creatures, and he couldnt use his traditional fallback of transmitted diseases. Or at least it wasnt quite as relevant between different species, though there were likely some shared diseases or parasites. But before he could truly do any of that, he needed to be able to talk.
He wondered what people would say- or might have already said- in response to his messages about a variety of thinking beasts. He would find out soon, as the messages returned to him.
Chapter 757There was a limit to how much special techniques and enhanced mental processing could allow a person to pick up entirely new information. Anton was able to pick up human languages that branched off relatively quickly, but even on Gnadus it had taken him months. To fully grasp the meerkats language he thought it might take him a year. But given his progress after a week, perhaps he might be able to converse about simple basics after a full month. He was already far too late to pretend to be a native speaker, and he might be a bit too tall to fool any of them.But Anton couldnt spend all his time with them. So while Three Squeaks was busy during the day, Anton was now exploring the surrounding area. As long as he didnt get more than a thousand kilometers away, his ability to respond to trouble wouldn't be diminished in the slightest. And against anything at the level the meerkats were dealing with, he could honestly go nearly anywhere on the entire planet, though his senses would have to loop around outside the atmosphere at a certain point.Having confirmed meerkats, warthogs, and eagles having some level of greater intelligence- including communication with each other- Anton suspected it was more than just those. He began picking out all sorts of behaviors in the surrounding area, and he was beginning to identify that a significant fraction of the beasts seemed to have proper sapience. Significant as such things went, at least. Having previously only seen Paradise, void ants, Fuzz, and to some extent the phoenixes of the Sylanis cluster, three more was already a lot. Even the others of Paradises species didnt have an ascended intelligence, at most being clever beasts driven by instincts. But there were some important differences.Fuzz was the first of his kind, but Anton heard that with his mate in the upper realms they produced true offspring that could think much like a human. Paradise had no offspring, but Anton doubted there would be a guarantee of that if the other partner was not the same. The phoenixes had been on the lower end of sapience, though some of that was likely suppression by the Phoenix Sect so that they would not grow difficult to command. Their lifespans were long and they were slow to develop, so Anton hadnt seen much else from them.The void ants seemed to be the oddity. All of them were intelligent as far as insects were concerned, but the vast majority of them didnt have individuality or consciousness. Not until they grew powerful enough. On the other end were the meerkats, where all of the members of the colony seemed capable of understanding, even if they had no discernible natural energy.All of this together brought Anton to the point he was staring at a twig. On that twig were leaves, and on both twig and leaves were a marching group of ants. Largish ants that seemed like their fangs had some sort of venom, but just ants. They found food, brought it to the colony, and fulfilled their roles in a boring manner.It was the twig and leaves that Anton was interested in. Not because he was expecting plants to gain an ascended intelligence on this planet as well- even the Grandfather Willow wasnt at that level to Antons understanding. No, it was simply because neither twig nor leaf was as it seemed.The line of ants brought them to a beetle, and then back along their same route through the low bush. It was a small beetle such that a small number of them could carry it together, as well as various other bits of food they found along the way. And when the last of them stepped down to the ground, the bush followed. Or at least, a half dozen parts of it. One stick bug, and a handful of leaf bugs.Such creatures were normally herbivorous to Antons understanding, but that didnt stop them from following the ants back to their mound and then beginning to pick them off. Anton wondered at first if it was because the ants were competition for the others favorite leaves, but then he saw that they ate some of the ants and the beetle as well. To break through the beetles shell with small mouths, they used a bit of natural energy. And thus the very small amounts of natural energy inside the smaller insects made its way into the stick and leaf brethren. Anton stepped closer, but any time they got a whiff of his natural energy they froze and tried to appear dead. And not just dead, but completely devoid of natural energy. Unappetizing to anything that could actually damage them, Anton figured. This time hed had enough of simply observing, and decided to actually approach them. He picked up the leaf insects and the larger stick bug, laying them on his flat palm. I dont suppose you happen to speak? he muttered quietly, not wanting to disturb them with too much sound pressure. Of course he knew that if they did have language, it was probably related to their body movement or very low level sounds.Ultimately, Three Squeaks got baby toys. And rather than having difficulty understanding that he had to fit square pegs in square holes and star shaped ones in the same hole, he had greater difficulty moving the carved chunks of wood with his paws. Which did give him good practice using his natural energy to help lift and maneuver, so that was an indirect win. They moved back and forth between that, archery, sun observation, and fire practice.Three Squeaks looked at the ball of fire in front of him, and dunked it into the water. He watched steam rise, and his power fade. Then he did it again. And then he jumped into the water and tried to create fire inside the water. Three Squeaks probably thought he just wasted his energy for his last attempt, which was basically true, but ultimately he did heat the flowing water a little bit as it passed by. Just barely enough to notice. Then it was time for him to go home, and Anton carried Three Squeaks to just outside meerkat territory. He didnt want to barge into their space.Since the attack by the eagles and warthogs, there hadnt been any further incidents. Not with those, at least. There had been a few mundane snakes, but the guards were prepared for them and swiftly defeated them. -----Anton wondered if he had a problem. Then he rationalized that what he was doing was a solution. And ultimately, it didnt matter what his mind was doing when his body automatically went through the motions of planting.His small field was on the far side of the hill, surrounded by a little fence to keep out stompy warthogs and the like. Planted there were a number of plants that grew well with natural energy. He wasnt quite certain if they would grow with the red sun above, though its intensity should be within tolerance given the distance. It was a good star, even if its ego was a bit inflated and it was puffed up. The plants were to feed himself, Anton said. He had to work on himself, after all. But of course inevitably some of it would go to his newest disciple, and hed want to teach the meerkats to manage fields themselves. They could manage the important parts just fine, and the local area rained sufficiently that they could get by with natural water.And Anton was already committing to improving this planet long term. Even though hed been there for a month. And even though he wasnt completely certain that it would be a good idea to interfere with a planet of beasts developing sapience by teaching them to cultivate intentionally.On the other hand, it was better to do that than have their best method of growth to be eating others with cultivation. The only problem was that doing both was probably even faster than individually, so if they were willing to meditate on insights and consume others things would be quite different.In other words, Anton was going to have to teach beasts why it was immortal to eat thinking creatures, and he couldnt use his traditional fallback of transmitted diseases. Or at least it wasnt quite as relevant between different species, though there were likely some shared diseases or parasites. But before he could truly do any of that, he needed to be able to talk.He wondered what people would say- or might have already said- in response to his messages about a variety of thinking beasts. He would find out soon, as the messages returned to him.
