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Chapter 359 - 77: The Last Day of the Crocodile King. Militia (A 5000 word Chapter wishing everyone a Happy New Year)_3

Chapter 359: Chapter 77: The Last Day of the Crocodile King. Militia (A 5000 word Chapter wishing everyone a Happy New Year)_3

Filling up the pool was a piece of cake for Yan Fei. He appeared in the middle of the river, right after leaving the Dinosaur World, and without any effort, he refilled the small pool that had once dried up.

Perfect!

The little Sarcosuchus stealthily swam to the shore and transformed into a small insect.

Upon reaching the vegetable greenhouse, the little insect turned back into a human. After getting dressed and lying on the vine chair, looking at the dinosaur pool, Yan Fei felt enormously pleased.

After lying down for a while, he began to get impatient. Based on his experience, even though the Sarcosuchus was in its current state, it would take at least a few more hours to die. Waiting like this was too nerve-racking. He needed to find something to do.

That’s it, he could dig a small pond!

Usually, when he was around, he would use water from the Dinosaur World to water the vegetable earthworms. But others could only use river water.

He could just dig a small pond here and fill it up with water. This way, if anyone needed water for the plants, they wouldn’t have to go all the way to the river. He always felt the polluted river water wasn’t clean, using it to water the vegetables bothered him.

Digging a pond was simple. He almost ended up making it like a sweet potato cellar, which anyone who has dug one before would know that it has a small opening at the top and a large space inside.

The place where the Sarcosuchus was waiting to die was like an enlarged sweet potato cellar. Of course, it was also Yan Fei’s masterpiece.

He could easily bring items from the Dinosaur World to the outside world. Otherwise, making a "sweet potato cellar" that could fit the massive body of the Sarcosuchus was absolutely a massive undertaking.

After digging a sizable hole, he looked around and saw no one — the old man who was supposed to be watching the bamboo forest had gotten used to being lazy, appearing less and less frequently. He hadn’t seen him for days.

Squatting beside the large hole, in no time at all, it had become a proper small pond.

The absence of the old man watching over the bamboo forest made things easier for Yan Fei, allowing him to do things he could not let others see.

Additionally, Yan Fei had dug out quite a number of bamboo roots from the bamboo forest before, and planted bamboo in the open spaces on several islands. If he needed to plant more greenhouses in the future, he would also need more bamboo. Planting more now would prevent any shortage in the future!

The bamboo forest was vast, and he didn’t dig that much; he did it without guilt , considering it as his "wages" for watching over the bamboo forest on behalf of the old man. He never minded even when he saw people secretly chopping down a couple of bamboos for their own use.

Moreover, Yan Fei now knew that the old man’s bamboo forest had grown beyond the land originally belonging to him. Although those lands were not much, they now belong to the Yan family.

No wonder the old man had sold him bamboo at such a low price in the past, even shamelessly adding a requirement for a melon during the Chinese New Year.

The pond was all set, but the Sarcosuchus hadn’t died yet.

As it was getting late, Yan Fei couldn’t sit around waiting. He headed to Toad Island to slaughter a giant salamander and returned to Vegetable Garden Island to stew two big pots of meat for himself.

The rest was not wasted either, as he also stewed a big pot of it in the small kitchen by the vegetable greenhouse.

Then he began to stir-fry a few side dishes in the small pot, ready to have a feast as soon as the Sarcosuchus died.

In the past, when he transformed into a dinosaur or a python, he had to eat a lot for days. Now, whenever he thought about the colossal size of the Sarcosuchus, Yan Fei felt that his future life was probably going to be spent in endless meat feasting.

Such days would certainly last for some time.

Once he’d prepared several side dishes, he wasn’t in a hurry to eat. He went out to the open area and began to practice his boxing leisurely.

After performing the boxing routine, he started recalling the yoga postures that his wife and he learned together and struck various strange poses.

He had no choice! Realizing that his strength was about to surge again and wanting to avoid causing trouble, he had to work hard now.

After a while of striking postures, the Sarcosuchus still hadn’t died.

So, he continued practicing boxing.

While he was fully engrossed in boxing, his two dogs started barking, alerting Yan Fei to someone’s arrival.

The dogs were more aggressive than usual, especially the female one. She had given birth to puppies a while ago and had to feed seven little ones, no wonder she had grown more aggressive.

The visitor was Lin Baoguo.

Seeing him ride his motorcycle over at this time, Yan Fei was surprised. "Uncle Baoguo, why are you here at this time? Anything urgent?"

Lin Baoguo parked his motorcycle and before mentioning the real deal, sniffed the air and laughed, "What delicious food are you cooking again? Damn it, I shouldn’t have had my dinner before coming here."

Not only did he come after having dinner, but Yan Fei also smelled alcohol on him. He began to reproach him, "The Chief of Police was drinking and driving a motorcycle, that’s inappropriate!"

After his rebuke, he agilely dodged a slap aimed at his head by Lin Baoguo.

Seeing him dodge the slap, Lin Baoguo wasn’t surprised. He laughed and scolded, "You little rascal, I only had two drinks because of your issue, and you’re not going to accept that?!"

Yan Fei was puzzled, "What issue of mine?"

"When I’ve come all the way here, you don’t even offer me a drink of water! Quick, quick!" Lin Baoguo didn’t get to the point, just making Yan Fei impatient.

"I don’t have any brewed tea! Let me see what I have to quench your thirst." Yan Fei went into the kitchen and came out with a cleaned sweet potato. "Here you go, you’ll have to make do with this for now!"

Seeing the sweet potato, Lin Baoguo was perplexed, "At least you could have peeled it for me!"

"I’ve washed it, isn’t that enough? Just tell me what’s going on! You know I don’t have the patience, yet you’re still stringing me along." Yan Fei smirked inwardly, I have watermelon, tomatoes, and cucumbers, but it’s not the right season, hence you won’t be able to have them.

"I’ll be damned if you don’t infuriate me to death!" Every time Lin Baoguo saw Yan Fei, he felt his patience being tested. He stood up and went to the kitchen to get a kitchen knife and started peeling the sweet potato.

Seeing him focused on peeling the sweet potato and ignoring him, Yan Fei simply started eating the side dishes he’d prepared, enjoying a battle of patience with Lin.

Once Yan Fei began eating, Lin Baoguo felt competing with him was utterly meaningless. He finally continued, "I had dinner with Old Pan from the Armed Department tonight. I told him about you and we’re thinking of specially recruiting you as a militia. What do you think?"