The forest calmed down again, as if all the screams had not happened just now.

The brutal velociraptor who escaped his life obviously carried out a considerable killing in the forest, but Yang Gan was no longer interested in caring.

With a few pieces of minced meat, she kept "chirping" and expressing her dissatisfaction, Yang Gan began to enjoy a delicious meal.

It was said to be a delicious meal, but because of the stimulation of the blood of the velociraptor just now, the delicious meal seemed to be unwilling to eat.

Yang Gan's anger that had no reason just now was not because of the velociraptor's inconscience, but because he suddenly realized that when he faced fresh flesh and blood, especially the flesh and blood that might provide him with more energy, his resistance became weaker and weaker.

Is this the reaction of his reason being started to succumb to **’s instinct?

When he thought of possible consequences, he had enough reason to be angry. If he turned into a terrifying crocodile who only knew how to chase blood, the consequences would not be what he wanted.

Find more powerful prey, swallow more flesh and blood, find a large group of female crocodiles, build a piece of their own territory, and then...

It turns out that human will is not omnipotent. As time goes by, will it gradually succumb to **'s instinct?

But my mental power has just been broken through. When I enter into meditation and breathe, I can feel a hostile gaze. It is impossible for a fool to make a mistake. Only when my mental power breaks through to a certain level can I feel this way, right?

Yang Gan was in a mess.

He gave up and continued to advance in the river and began to walk along the mountains on land.

Shuving through the forest, from the rugged valleys, from the swamps filled with mud, from the canyon to the top of the mountain, he regarded this as a journey of spiritual cultivation.

A butterfly danced in the forest, and the figures of ups and downs touched Yang Gan's gaze.

Any life is a miracle of nature, even if it is just a butterfly.

A small lizard watched the butterfly show off its dancing posture in front of it. Its eyes kept turning with the butterfly's figure, and its mouth opened several times, but no other move was seen.

A small dinosaur suddenly jumped out of a clump of ferns. It did not notice the lizard whose body color and ferns were completely integrated together, but suddenly poked its head towards the butterfly. Seeing that it was about to succeed, the butterfly's wings just slapped, and the winged figure escaped a crisis.

Yang Gan noticed that at the moment the butterfly dodged, some powder was quietly shaken off its beautiful wings.

The little dinosaur that could not attack suddenly sneeze violently, jumped up and down on the spot, and then quickly drilled into the ferns, with a faint chirping sound coming.

Yang Gan couldn't help laughing, and indeed he couldn't underestimate any creature. Even a butterfly had his own extraordinary means; and the experienced lizard obviously knew the power of this colorful butterfly, so he resisted the ** he preyed on.

Then Yang Gan found a stone wall and recorded what he had just seen with pictures.

Maybe there will never be creatures to appreciate these murals, but, he doesn't mind.

These days, he has left many such murals.

Since he decided to take a trial of life, he was no longer limited to carving his previous patterns on the stone wall like before.

These days, he will draw the jungle, mountain, streams and swamps he has walked through, as long as he sees it.

Although his painting skills are not very good, it can still be seen that the insects, flying dragons, tyrannosaurus, and ceratops in his paintings are...

Even some strange trees were within his portrayal range, and they did not deliberately think about anything, but when facing a suitable stone wall, they would draw whatever they had just met; they would draw whatever they remembered.

In addition to paintings on the stone wall, he also has a painting on the soil.

The stone walls belong to him in the Cretaceous world, and the soil also have all the things he had in his previous life.

The reason why he did not leave traces of his previous life on the stone wall was not because he was afraid that other intelligent lives would find that he was a secret of a visitor to time and space, but just because he felt that this was inappropriate.

It was hard for him to imagine that one day, a group of scientists from the 21st century suddenly discovered some ancient murals, and then went through various careful protection and restoration. Finally, they discovered that these murals from 100 million years or 80 million years ago were actually painted with a child holding a slingshot to play street lights, or a game maniac who was shouting at the computer...

Can you imagine how "surprised" or "surprises" they should be?

Can you guarantee that there will be no more than a few old scientists who are too old and not in good health, which will cause diseases such as cardiovascular and cerebrovascular diseases, and will cause any major losses to the archaeological community?

Be kind to be a person.

Therefore, Yang Qian wanted to paint his previous life, but only on the soil, but only on the present is the carved on the stone wall.

I don’t know if this symbolizes that the previous life will eventually become smoke and clouds, and only this life is worthy of portraying...

There was no road in the mountains in the Cretaceous period, so Yang Qian's road was very hard, but when he thought about his journey, he felt it was worth it.

Doing these things allows him to remember more clearly that he is a visitor who transcends time and space.

While walking around and looking at the painting, Yang Qian suddenly realized that this mountain that had been stretched for countless miles was almost finished by himself.

Sure enough, after crossing a small hill with sparse trees, the sky and the earth suddenly became wide.

This is an endless desolate field. On the earth, there are basically no huge dinosaurs; occasionally a cluster of dry ferns look lifeless; trees that should have grown everywhere become extremely rare here, and even if there are, they are low and short.

The sky seemed to become extremely high in an instant, and above the blue sky, the white clouds that embellished became lonely.

It’s not the desert, but it always reminds him of the saying “The desert is lonely and smoke is straight”. There is no long river, only the setting sun.

However, this world is not without life. Some little creatures wandering among the dry ferns are still proving that this world still has a miracle of life.

The reddish-brown loose soil is spread all over the earth, and even if the smallest dinosaurs run over, they will raise a piece of sand.

What these running creatures need to avoid is threats from the sky.

Several pterodactyls hovered in the sky. They spread their wings hard, but they could not even reach the lowest white clouds, so they could only turn their attention to the vast world.

Yang Qian, who had been wandering in the mountains for many years, was completely fascinated by the scenery in front of him, even though it looked deserted. But when he saw all this at first sight, he fell in love with this sky and clouds and boundless land.

Even the empty-tailed lizard on his back seemed to be shocked by the sudden appearance and became quiet. He subconsciously stepped towards the world that seemed to symbolize boundless freedom.

A giant centipede, more than one meter long, felt the trembling of the ground, and spread her teeth and claws to emerge from the thick dead leaves layer. Her huge blood-red body was so eye-catching on the yellow ground. It waved countless arms, and its poisonous jaw teeth were ready at any time, giving a fierce lesson to the unreasonable visitor who disturbed its rest.

But a huge big sole with sharp claws ruthlessly shattered its anger, and its body was shattered.

Yang Gan walked over without any attention.

The days in the mountains were not just his tempering of his soul, but more tempering, but actually his body.

Walking on the ground for a long time made his body look like he had lost weight, but whether it was strength, the scales on his back, the soft skin on his abdomen, and the strong limbs and soles, they all became stronger and stronger at a terrifying growth rate.

Nowadays, even his tail can easily break the huge rocks, let alone the limbs that have been walking.

Stepping on a giant centipede that is not long-eyed to death is really nothing. Who made it think that there would be no large creatures passing by in this sparse hill? Don’t it know that these insects in the forest should all hide in a tree cave or a rock?

So I just lamented that life is a miracle of nature, and in a blink of an eye, a huge terrifying crocodile that eliminated a "miracle" and walked forward without stopping.

When Yang Gan walked to the field, a clever figure flashed out behind him and came to the corpse of the centipede. It carefully used its claws to tear off the centipede's poisonous jaw teeth, then filled the rest into its mouth, making a squeaking sound.
Chapter completed!