Carrying a Jurassic on me
Chapter 1242 - 617: Building Momentum

Chapter 1242: Chapter 617: Building Momentum

What would happen if someone suddenly discovered that they had arrived in a world full of dinosaurs?

What if they then found that there were dinosaurs that could transform at any moment?

When a creature that just moments ago was a pterosaur circling in the sky and then suddenly becomes a tyrannosaurus on the ground, only to change into a human standing before you, very few would remain unyielding!

If that is still not enough, just take a look at the style of this boss!

Yan Fei, wearing a trench coat, had bare feet that were as striking and distinguished as ever. However, no one dared to question his attire any longer, all bowed their heads, afraid he might dislike them, and that a bare foot might descend upon their heads.

This wasn’t because they suffered from delusions of persecution, but because one of those feet still bore traces of something white and red. Meanwhile, Yamamoto, who had just been agitating the former armed personnel, had now become a corpse.

Boss Yan was very clear about it, what he was short of was scientific researchers, but these security personnel, even if experienced and capable, did not count as talents in his eyes.

If they were not talents, then they were even less useful than dogs, because the dogs here could guard doors and catch rats, and most importantly, they were not at all troublesome, never having to worry about them rebelling.

He had wanted to trample a couple more to death, to kill a few extra chickens for the monkeys to see, but the remaining men, though security staff, were somewhat elite and promptly recognized the scenario, obediently becoming compliant monkeys, all shrinking their heads, not wanting to be the "chicken," and thus Boss Yan’s deterrence came to a halt.

Seeing these men cower like quails, Yan Fei finally spoke, "All laboratory equipment has been moved here. Who has been in charge of a laboratory before, step forward and take a look?"

At that moment, Xiaozhu and the pup had fully transformed into Yan Fei’s loyal dogs, gleefully running forward to translate Yan Fei’s words.

Some people looked bewildered, while a portion of them turned their gaze towards a middle-aged man.

This middle-aged man, upon meeting Yan Fei’s gaze, could only tremble as he walked forward; his spine bent so much that he couldn’t even manage to nod or bow. Yan Fei didn’t wait for him to speak before saying, "What’s your name...never mind, forget about your old name now that you’re here! From now on, you are Number Five."

This name was indeed convenient to use. After saying this, he pointed to Xiaozhu and the pup, "You two, from now on, you are Numbers Three and Four. Later, follow Number One, take Number Five to see the laboratory equipment, and set up the framework, so they can continue with their research."

Numbers Three and Four were overjoyed, finally being assigned numbers; it was not easy indeed!

Though Numbers One and Two still had the final say in the base, at least it showed that the boss had noticed them, and from then on, it was unlikely they would be trampled to death randomly.

Moreover, with so many new people now in the base, their status as Number Three and Number Four, personally assigned by the boss, was quite valuable. All the newcomers were watching, would they dare not listen to them in the future?

After making these arrangements, Yan Fei, seeing there was nothing else needing his attention, prepared to leave, but then he remembered something else, "Oh right, Number Three and Number Four, you have another task. That is to quickly teach those people to speak human language."

"Understood!" Numbers Three and Four responded in unison. "Boss, rest assured, we will definitely teach them quickly."

What to teach? Of course, the local dialect of Sancha River. There was only one master here, and that was Boss Yan Fei. Without knowledge of Sancha River’s dialect, what if one misunderstood his words and accidentally got trampled to death? Just as during the grand Tang Dynasty, when merchants from all around the world felt honored to speak a few sentences of Chang’an dialect.

Just moments before, the awe-inspiring Boss returned to the cattle farm, casually strolling around, only to encounter a scene that made him laugh and cry: The Fifth Young Master of the Guo family had just gotten up, dressed in flashy beachwear, sitting on a bench in the canteen with one foot on the seat.

There he was, holding a chicken leg in one hand and a bottle of beer in the other, a picture of utter uninhibitedness, reminiscent of the heroes in Water Margin who heartily ate meat and drank deeply.

Upon seeing Yan Fei, the guy sprang to his feet and, without even putting down what he was holding, chased after him, "Hey Brother Fei, when are you taking me out for some fun? Staying here all the time is so boring, isn’t it?"

The Fifth Young Master Guo had played all he could and eaten all he loved in Hong Kong and had run out of novelties before coming to Sancha River. After arriving, he indeed found plenty of delicious and entertaining things.

Such as the simple method of making Roast Chicken in Sancha River township, and the local snacks on the streets, he found them exceptionally tasty. Even the wild vegetables sometimes brought by the locals to the farm, he relished eating them.

As for entertainment, he had even joined Heizi and others in river crabbing and followed Lin Haihu in roasting green soybeans, corn and sweet potatoes.

Come to think of it, he had never tried these things before. Nobody had taken him in his childhood to huddle in a yard of a mountain-top villa, burning a bunch of straw-covered soybeans for a snack, casually burying a couple of sweet potatoes in it, or roasting some corn on top.