Carrying a Jurassic on me
Chapter 881 - 490: Lure Trouble Away - If You Won’t Roll Out, Stay_2

Chapter 881: Chapter 490: Lure Trouble Away - If You Won’t Roll Out, Stay_2

The struggle of wild animals in nature relies on strength and agility. When their sizes are not greatly different, being just a bit faster can mean the difference between life and death.

Leaving behind the dead Number Two, Yan Fei redirected his gaze to Number One. He saw the dinosaur had already run towards the seaside and was now standing on the ice layer, looking this way, clearly planning to jump into the sea and escape if anything went amiss.

Yan Fei was taken aback, as he hadn’t noticed that in his effort to corner Number One, he had inadvertently driven it towards the seaside.

Now he wasn’t in a rush to slaughter this one. First, he already had food and had witnessed the transformation of this type of white dinosaur; second, he found this individual much more intriguing.

Despite not knowing whether it had intentionally headed for the sea from the start, planning to use its ability to enter the water to its advantage in escaping, the mere fact that it knew to lure other dinosaurs to act as shields proved its intelligence was extraordinary.

Upon reflection, this dinosaur had always displayed quite a personality.

For starters, it didn’t waste food when there was an abundance like other dinosaurs did.

Typical Female spined dragons, during the migration of the Onchopristis, when prey was ridiculously abundant, would only eat the thickest part of the Onchopristis’s flesh and leave the rest on the shore for other small Carnivorous Dinosaurs to scavenge. Even solitary Female spined dragons would act this way, but those that had formed families, especially those with juvenile Female spined dragons, would not be so wasteful with food.

The phenomenon of food waste during times of plenty was also observed in other Carnivorous Dinosaurs. They knew how to live frugally when food was scarce, but would waste food when it was plentiful.

Number One, the white dinosaur, was an experienced hunter. Out of ten trips to the sea, it would bring back food at least three to five times. But it rarely wasted food, even when the sea was teeming with it. It would gnaw on its prey until there was hardly any meat left for its large mouth to chew, only then would it give up.

Furthermore, each time it rested, although the chosen spots appeared random, all were at a similar distance from the seaside. Though the reason was unclear, it was evident that this creature was purposeful in its actions.

At least Number Two, who had just died under his fierce jaws, didn’t act this way; its resting spot had been pretty close to the seaside.

After some thought, he didn’t bother to dwell on it. Yan Fei dragged Number Two, whose body had not yet fully cooled, back near the base at the mouth of the great river where it joined the sea, and started to butcher the meat.

The smell of blood drifted out. Although it was already night, the Suchomimus family quickly arrived. Seeing that it was Yan Fei butchering the meat, they calmly stood far away, a picture of idleness.

By the time Yan Fei left for the last time with a large chunk of meat, the family had become so bored that they lay on the ground. After a significant wait, seeing that Yan Fei did not reappear, they immediately got up, yelping as they ran towards the dinosaur that Yan Fei had dismembered, and began to wolf down the remains.

Yan Fei, who was stewing meat, had noticed long ago that the Suchomimus actually preferred meat from land dinosaurs but usually stuck to fish as it was easier to catch by the river. However, whenever they had the chance to hunt land prey, they would not pass up the opportunity to improve their living standards.

The Number One white dinosaur on the ice remained vigilant, cautiously coming ashore only after the meat in Yan Fei’s pot had finished cooking. Step by step, pausing every few paces to look around, it headed towards the icefield.

Clearly, Yan Fei’s effortless hunting of one of its kind had terrified it, erasing the ease and comfort it felt in its earlier flight.

After a while, when it realized the ferocious road-blocking dinosaur would not appear again, Number One finally sprinted with all its might, running wildly in a direction away from its original habitat. It ran for half the night before finding a wind-sheltered spot where it dug into the ice and snow to seek refuge.

Having eaten his fill, Yan Fei walked around the construction site and then returned to Vegetable Garden Island. In his original cave, he lay at the entrance, gazing at the stars and the sea outside, and listening to the familiar sound of the waves, he drowsily fell into deep sleep.

When he awoke, it was the darkest moment before dawn.

He added some firewood to the stove, then threw in a few sticks. After doing a set of punches on a reef by the island, he went back to the side of the vegetable garden and had another hearty meal.

Then, as the sky gradually brightened, he entered the cave and, with the sea breeze at the entrance, spend some time reading a book.

Barely half an hour into it, he tossed the book aside impatiently, and stood up to stretch, casually stripping off his clothes before diving down below.

In mid-air, he transformed into a Pterosaur, and with a stretch of his wings, he soared upwards with the sea breeze, quickly reaching high altitudes.

Flying eastward until the sun had fully risen, he returned to Vegetable Garden Island, dressed, and ambled from the riverbank towards his greenhouse.

Heizi, having guessed that Brother Fei would certainly visit here first upon his return, had been waiting early in the morning. Seeing his figure from a distance, he promptly stood up and walked towards him.