Carrying a Jurassic on me
Chapter 353 - 73: Unreliable Method of Killing Sarcosuchus_1

Chapter 353: Chapter 73: Unreliable Method of Killing Sarcosuchus_1

Dinosaur World.

The morning sun was becoming increasingly scorching, but at a tributary of a large river, a group of creatures who seemed unbothered by the intense heat were lazily basking in the sun.

They were Sarcosuchus!

These armored fellows were not only unafraid of the sun, but they actually enjoyed sunbathing. Except for the hottest time of the day at noon, they would spend most of the day on the river beach, lying on the ground like logs and stones, their terrifying open mouths pointed to the sky.

If you ignored the rows of menacing white fangs in their wide mouths, and reduced their size by dozens of times, they would seem quite adorable sunbathing with their heads upturned.

Unfortunately, this was just a fantasy. In reality, they were the top predators in the freshwater of the river. Despite only having a body length of about ten meters, they were by no means lightweight.

It’s safe to say that nearly all the dinosaurs, big and small, that came to the river to drink, were not safe from these giants. With the combination of their enormous body weight and exceptional bite force, any prey they bit would have a hard time avoiding the fate of being dragged beneath the water.

It was already terrifying enough to encounter a single Sarcosuchus, but unfortunately, they were social creatures. Seeing the beach occupied by these numerous Sarcosuchus, not only the land dinosaurs, even the Pterosaurs in the sky would rather stay far away from them.

But there were always exceptions.

Just as a group of Sarcosuchus was enjoying the sunlight, a strong scent of blood suddenly drifted over from afar.

Don’t underestimate the vision of Sarcosuchus. Contrary to the belief that they relied solely on their sense of smell or highly sensitive sensory organs for hunting, their eyesight was actually extraordinary. Underwater they were severely farsighted, and on land, they had what could be called ’Eagle eyes’.

When a motionless hadrosaur appeared within their line of sight, the few Sarcosuchus on the outer boundary started to feel a little excited.

Opportunities for food to fall from the sky were rare, and the smell of blood told the Sarcosuchus that the hadrosaur hadn’t been dead for long. Moreover, they weren’t picky eaters, even if the body was not fresh or was decaying.

Several Sarcosuchus began to move their seemingly bulky and ungainly bodies, heading towards the hadrosaur.

Several others considered joining in, but quickly gave up when they saw that their peers had already made the first move. Food was never scarce for them. The river was stocked with various kinds of fish, and dinosaurs would come to drink from time to time. Once they had a full meal, they could go without food for half a year.

Gradually, as they got closer and closer to the carcass of the hadrosaur, a few more Sarcosuchus gave up. Those lazy fellows who had given up the feast simply lay halfway, continuing to sunbathe, too lazy to go back to the river.

In the end, only three Sarcosuchus arrived at the meal. After a few bouts of competition, they tore the hadrosaur to pieces and divided the spoils before lazily heading back.

They did not notice the presence of some objects that didn’t belong to nature on the path they had taken.

Some blades were stuck in the ground, their sharp edges facing upwards, pointing in the direction they had just come from. However, even the soft armor on their bellies allowed them to ignore these seemingly sharp blades.

By the time they had made another round trip, some of the clumsily placed blades had even been broken.

One Sarcosuchus had just taken a few steps towards the river when it decided it couldn’t be bothered to walk any further and simply began to rest right there. The other two only got a little further away. It seemed they were not planning to return to the river until the noon sun was scorching enough to upset them.

"Thud!"

A dull thud was heard. The last Sarcosuchus in line felt as if something had hit its head. It shook its head, irritated, and began to look around vigilantly, trying to find what had given it such a blow.

"Thud!"

As it was looking around, it got hit on the head again.

The Sarcosuchus couldn’t find anything despite the search and felt a headache building up. Sensing danger, it began to move toward the river.

Along with it, a few other Sarcosuchus that were sunbathing halfway started to move towards the group of Sarcosuchus.

Until they got to the edge of the group, there were no more attacks.

When the Sarcosuchus had left, Yan Fei appeared, looking rather frustrated. He picked up his carefully prepared blades, and then disappeared again.

This ’heard way’ really isn’t reliable.

He had heard before that if you wanted to kill a python or snake, you just needed to plant blade up in their path. When the python or snake moved over it, they would be ’opened their intestines and belly’ by the sharp blade, resulting in their effortless death.

So, Yan Fei tried this method, set up these blades, intending to see if he could kill a Sarcosuchus.

The experiment proved that the scales of these massive creatures were definitely not just for show. Not only could he not break them by smashing them with a sledgehammer, but these sharp blades were also totally ineffective against the softer armor on their bellies.

Luckily, he knew early on that Sarcosuchus weren’t slender crocodiles like the Terrestrisuchus that he could step on and kill after transforming into an Iguanodon.

Terrestrisuchus were quite small and light, but these Sarcosuchus were more than twice the length of a Terrestrisuchus and five to six times their weight. Coupled with the scales that were much thicker than those of a Terrestrisuchus, it was obvious that these creatures weighing dozens of tons would not be easy to kill.

Yan Fei was just making a little experiment this time. The hadrosaur was stolen from another dinosaur, so he didn’t have to exert much effort, and so didn’t feel too disappointed.

He left Dinosaur World, transformed into a Cinerous Vulture, and continued flying towards Provincial City.

With affairs at the ranch and the gunshot incident finally wrapped up, he finally had some free time to visit his wife, whom he hadn’t seen for over a month. Plus, he had been preparing a gift for his wife for several days, and was growing impatient.

It was just before he set off that he happened to spot a carnivorous dinosaur hunting. When he saw the hadrosaur it had killed, Yan Fei was suddenly inspired to conduct a little experiment.

Since the experiment was unsuccessful, the plan to transform into a Sarcosuchus would have to be postponed.

Actually, transforming into a carnivorous dinosaur isn’t bad either. Although it was a bit smaller than a Suchomimus, it looked much more robust. The only drawback was its grotesque appearance, which looked rather strange.

Yan Fei was too busy right now and hadn’t had the time even though he had seen the carnivorous dinosaur several times on his journeys. In addition, he has seen so many dinosaurs to potentially transform into, he weren’t in a rush to choose one.

Every time he thought about transforming into another large carnivore and that it would inevitably increase his food intake for a while, he’d get a bit of a headache. After all, his leisure time was shrinking, and he barely had time to stew some meat for himself. The constant feeling of hunger was hard to bear.