More importantly, these abilities haven’t just increased, they’ve melded together in a unique way.
Well, that’s not entirely accurate either. In any case, it’s somewhat hard to explain.
Take the crocodile mutation for example. Originally, the little Sarcosuchus had dreadful running abilities. But now, even with its small, short legs, it can move quite quickly. It doesn’t even resemble a crocodile anymore.
In other words, all the previous mutations had some shortcomings. For instance, some had poor night vision, while others were bad at running. But these weaknesses have significantly improved and aren’t as noticeable anymore.
Consider the implications of such changes. Even something simply like Deinonychus, which originally couldn’t dive, can now stay underwater for two hours without coming up for air.
Basically, these explanations are complex, but at the same time, pretty straightforward.
He summarized it as follows: originally, each new mutation would add some ability to the transformed creatures. Now, as these transformations have increased, his own abilities have become strong enough to carry over into the transformed creatures, combining the abilities of all the mutated creatures together.
Now, as he’s transformed into a cinerous vulture and squatting in a magpie nest, he’s experiencing and enjoying these delightful changes.
Whenever a vehicle drives by in the distance, he listens for any conversations taking place amidst the roar of the engine.
Here he can only overhear people talking in their cars. After all, cars are filled with men, sometimes telling vulgar jokes to ward off sleep. If he were to listen in on people’s conversations at home, that would be a violation of privacy — not to mention, some conversations might not be suitable for children!
Remember, the hearing of a vulture wasn’t always this good.
While listening, he thought: if the abilities of the Sarcosuchus could improve like the little Sarcosuchus, wouldn’t he dare to rampage through deep-sea areas?
This is just pushing him to play the role of an executioner by killing a few more types of dinosaurs!
Really, how helpless is this!
Having sighed at the thought, he was just about to go on another patrol before sleeping, when an odd sound from a vehicle in the distance caught his attention.
The strange sound left Yan Fei increasingly puzzled.
As the vehicle came closer, and he could see it clearly, Yan Fei was astounded.
It turned out to be a military truck with a canopy.
In addition to the driver, there was a guard carrying a gun, both dressed in military uniform.
But what puzzled Yan Fei was why the military truck was making such a noise?
The truck quickly passed by. Despite the tight seal on the back of the truck, Yan Fei smelled something strange. He couldn’t help but follow, transforming into a fly and landing on the front of the vehicle, hoping to catch bits of the two men’s conversation.
However, both of them remained silent.
You don’t want to talk? We’ll see how long you can hold out.
Something struck the top of the military truck.
"What is it?" The driver was instantly alert.
His sleepy companion holding the gun also woke up: "What happened?"
"Something seems to have hit the roof of the truck!" The driver explained.
"Oh, probably something that fell from a tree! Never mind it, we need to keep moving! Our goal is to cross Tanghe County before dawn and meet up with Laoda’s crew. It’s safe over there."
"We have plenty of time, don’t worry! We will definitely arrive. And don’t forget, we are driving a military vehicle now. Have you noticed? There are no inspections along the way, not even queries. Those toll booth staff all respectfully send us off without daring to ask an extra word."
"That’s true. Laoda’s idea is perfect, using a discarded military truck to transport goods. We have had smooth sailing the whole way. He also let me hold this toy gun. And, frankly, it is intimidating. Some people even salute us along the way. That makes me think about joining the army."
"What’s so good about being a soldier? Haven’t you heard the saying, after three years in the army, even an ugly pig can seem like a delicacy? Besides, would they even accept us into their ranks? Hahaha! Let’s be content with following Laoda! After this trip, he will surely shower us with money..."
The two men’s conversation grew lively as they fantasized about the money they were about to receive, effectively preventing them from falling asleep.
"Stop the vehicle! There is someone..." The driver was engrossed in his dreams of a bright future when his companion suddenly yelled out, prompting him to brake instinctively.
The road was not in the best condition, and the vehicle was not moving fast. The quick brake brought the truck to a swift stop.
Upon stopping, the driver noticed a young man standing in front of the truck. He immediately grew infuriated, rolled down the window, and stretched out his head to shout, "Are you out of your mind? Looking for death? Standing in the middle of the road in the dead of night..."
Whether it was because the engine noise drowned out his yelling or for some other reason, the young man stood still, showing no emotion and just staring at the truck.
The driver had no choice but to tell his companion, "There’s a lunatic blocking our truck in the middle of the night. Grab your gun and go frighten him away quickly..."
The man holding the gun was more vigilant: "We can’t get off. It’s the middle of the night, he might be a robber. There could be people lie in ambush around. Reverse the truck, and go around him. If he tries to stop us again, just continue driving. I don’t believe he won’t dodge!"
"Right!" The driver quickly shifted to reverse and pushed on the accelerator to prepare to back up.
At this point, the young man could no longer stand still. He had been hoping they would get off the truck. But these were experienced drivers; who would be so foolish as to get off the truck when someone is blocking the way in the middle of the night?
Just now, when the driver had stuck his head out to yell, he had opened the previously sealed window. Taking advantage of this, the young man rushed forward in just two steps, jumped onto the truck door, and grabbed the driver by the collar, pulling his upper body outside the window.
As he rose, he let go of the clutch, and the truck made a couple of rumbling noises before stalling. The truck was still in gear, so at least it won’t roll away.
The driver, trapped in the door, was unable to move, shouting, "What are you doing? We are on official military duty..."
The guard, on the other hand, immediately raised his gun, aimed it at the young man and yelled, "Don’t move! We are a military vehicle! What are you trying to do?"
The young man, holding onto the truck with one hand, reached down with his free hand and drew a pistol, pointing it at the driver’s head: "Let’s see whose gun is faster. I suspect yours is fake!"
The man hesitated a moment, then lowered his gun, saying, "Brother, you have sharp eyes..."
Before he could finish, the guard abruptly bent down and picked up the driver’s legs, hoping to tug him out. Then he lunged over to the driver’s seat, opening the driver’s side door, and giving it a hard shove outward.
The guard thought he was clever. He figured the youth outside was holding a gun in one hand, grabbing the driver with the other. He planned to knock the young man off when he opened the door, then take off in the vehicle.
As for the driver, it seemed that the guard was ready to prioritize his own safety, not caring what happened to his companion.
Unfortunately for him, no matter how quick his actions, he was no match for the youth. Before he could step on the clutch, he felt the cold muzzle of the gun against his head.