Carrying a Jurassic on me
Chapter 853 - 475: Build a Base

Chapter 853: Chapter 475: Build a Base

After much hesitation, he saw two large axes thrown at his feet, picked them up, and before leaving, he didn’t forget to instruct the second one, "Stop making those strange things in the future, make more large axes like these, they are not bad at all."

Carrying the axes, he went to chop trees in the mountains.

Yan Fei didn’t feel the slightest guilt about destroying the environment by cutting down the forest here. Although the climate was good, there was one major flaw; it was especially prone to wildfires.

The average temperature was usually high, and the trees were of the flammable kind—especially those who had encountered pine knew that pines contained resin, and once caught on fire, the blaze was relentless. Coincidentally, the forests in the dinosaur world had a fair amount of pine trees too.

Regarding this, even without the dinosaur world, Yan Fei was very clear on the matter. Many of the desks and chairs at Sancha River School were made of pine, and power outages were common during his elementary and middle school days—of course, outages still happened now, just less frequently than before.

When there was a blackout, they had to light candles, and many naughty children took advantage of this to play with fire. During boring classes, they would shave wood off the desks with pencil sharpeners and play with the burning strips. A dime’s worth pencil sharpener was very efficient for cutting the wood, and very handy.

In winter, some even made small stoves out of clay and used these wood shavings from the desks as firewood. Others outright burned holes in their desks with candles to sneakily read extracurricular books through the hole while pretending to take notes during class.

Not far from Cattle Market in Sancha River Town, there was also a timber market. The majority of the wood piled there was pine, and those who lived nearby and passed by would pick up some pine wood to take to school for fun, especially the parts with resin, which were most popular.

Of course, any wood was easy to ignite, but for the students of Sancha River, they had a better understanding of pine. After all, it’s not every type of wood they had the chance to ’decompose’ bit by bit and ’research’ over the course of their long, drawn-out classroom lives.

Although in modern society, some research has shown that forest fires are a natural protective mechanism that can promote improvements in the forest ecological environment and so on, for the animals living in the forest, it is definitely a disaster.

So Yan Fei thought that he should chop down trees vigorously, cut more trees, and in doing so, reduce the likelihood of fires!

In reality, no matter how hard he tried to cut trees, for the vast primitive forests of the dinosaur world, it was still just a drop in the ocean. This was purely his own delusion—the reason being that he planned to cut down a bit more trees this time.

Originally, whether for furniture or firewood, he couldn’t use much wood. Now, he was planning to build a cattle farm, enclosing a large area of land on the plain and establishing a cattle ranch—this man had become obsessed with raising cattle, beyond the hope of cure.

Building a wooden fence around it that could defend against dinosaurs, one can imagine the terrifying amount of wood that would be needed. Of course, for the dinosaur world, this amount was still just a drop in the ocean.

The workload was enormous!

So Yan Fei worked very hard, and it wasn’t long before the two large axes were completely worn out. Fortunately, he had always prepared plenty of tools, so he wouldn’t run out of them anytime soon.

However, as he chopped away, he began to think he was pretty foolish.

Why chop with an axe? Just buy some modern logging tools, it’s much easier!

In that cave on Vegetable Garden Island, he had just tossed in over a hundred thousand dollars, and the cattle farm still owed him several hundred thousand—sending the beef back to make beef jerky, all that beef was ’bought’ with money. The Cattle Market didn’t have enough cash on hand at the moment, only paying him over a hundred thousand, with several hundred thousand more to be paid later. He also didn’t plan to send this money over to the emptied ranch in Japan; naturally, the money just went from his left hand to his right, continuing to be thrown into the cave.

Having so much money yet still using an axe to chop trees, that truly was pretty dumb.

While thinking, he tossed his already wrecked axe into the pasture valley and went to stew some meat to eat while admiring the beautiful Arctic scenery...

Upon returning to the cattle farm at dawn, the photos still hadn’t arrived. He was dealing with a pile of issues at the cattle farm when he received another call from Guo Jingya.

Not to mention Guo Jingya, the entire Guo family had been in a state of panic for the past two days. First, someone had been kidnapped, then inexplicably, the kidnappers all mysteriously disappeared, and the kidnapped individual drove back in the kidnappers’ car, bringing along part of the already delivered ransom, swaggering home.

This kind of thrilling and bizarre event that was utterly confusing was already enough to keep the whole Guo family on edge.

On the day the person returned, they didn’t dare to go to the hospital for the duration of the entire day; instead, they had doctors come to the house to check injuries. Just about everyone from the family had gathered together, and they had hired as many bodyguards as they could, looking like they were preparing for war.

The family also couldn’t idle around at home; they sent people out to quietly investigate the kidnappers.

Before the kidnappers left for this job, those with families told lies to leave the house, some simply acted as lone wolves, and when they united, it was all shrouded in secrecy, so outsiders couldn’t find out any useful information straight away. With no news, they continued to be anxious, and anyway, they didn’t dare to leave the house.

They waited until everything had calmed down for one more day and night, yet everyone’s mood was still tense.

Guo Jingya, who was locked in a room and not allowed to leave, was also baffled by the situation and only now had the wild idea to make a call to Yan Fei. The first thing she asked made Yan Fei almost cry and laugh, "Boss Yan, your Kung Fu is so good, which school did it come from? Does your school have any people here in Hong Kong?"

Yan Fei understood very well but replied, "There’s no school; this is all passed down in the family. Everyone in the village practices Kung Fu, just not as good as me. You know this, don’t you?"

"You’re definitely lying to me," declared The Sixth Miss Guo with certainty. "You’re so skilled, there must be a secret school you’re from, right? Is that why you can’t say? If you tell me in secret, I promise I won’t blab, okay?"

Yan Fei was truly at a loss for words, "Really, there’s no school. If you don’t believe me, there’s nothing I can do. If you have something to say, say it. Why are you asking about my school?"

The Sixth Miss Guo was professionally cautious and didn’t dare to speak directly about the matter on the phone; she asked again, "So as a Kung Fu expert like you, do you know other Kung Fu experts like yourself? Is there a circle for elites like you have, a separate circle? Like the legendary martial arts world that ordinary people can’t even touch, and all the people inside are experts like you?"

Her imagination was soaring to the skies, making Yan Fei too lazy to even bother arguing, "I’m very busy. If you have something to say, say it; if not, I’m going to get back to work, okay?"