Carrying a Jurassic on me

Chapter 92 - 33 Hunting Iguanodon Alone_1

Chapter 92: Chapter 33 Hunting Iguanodon Alone_1"For sure it’s a lot better than you running around in the countryside! Just buy a piece of land on the road side, don’t have much money at first, let Uncle Ming build a house for you, you can settle it with him later. Wait a few days, I’ll have some money, I can lend it to you to pay him back." Yan Fei suggested.

"Whether I borrow from him or you, it’s all the same, do you still have money?" Pang Fa laughed.

"I don’t have any at the moment. I just bought three more cows to fatten them up, this way is quicker to make money. I will have some after a few days." Yan Fei honestly answered.

I’m surprised you were able to afford cows, you sneaky usually!" Pang Fa was surprised.

Yan Fei giggled.

In fact, he had also made a little calculation. He had wanted to do this after he saw the location of Pang Fa’s fish pond, but he was afraid Pang Fa would ask for the money for the cows. Now that the cows have been bought, he has come forward to play good guy.

This won’t hurt feelings, Pang Fa would have no complaints, even if he knew. After all, with his large cattle farm, and only ten cows right now, it would take several months at least to see some profits!

"But if I open an oil mill here, wouldn’t it undercut old Li family’s business?" Pang Fa worried.

"What are you afraid of? You charge less, and his place still attracts people from the northern village! You only need to serve the ones from the east. How can he not let you do it? Do as you wish. When would you make money from fish farming?" Yan Fei answered confidently. He doesn’t care about others’ views.

Pang Fa thought it sounded quite reasonable. So, the two of them talked for a while, even though Yan Fei didn’t really know much too. Pang Fa just wanted someone to talk to, so since Yan Fei was here, he could only talk to him.

Yan Fei has another plan. The residue oil from the mill and the wheat bran can be collected and used for feeding cows and pigs. He can get a steady source of feed from the farm.

This act of seeming kindness won’t cost him a dime, others even will have to appreciate him for it, and besides, he can also benefit. It’s a win-win situation.

The idea came from Xiang Changsong, who collects vegetables. The simpleton has become wiser after running around a lot.

Yan Fei, feeling pleased with his own cleverness, rode off on his motorcycle with a big smile on his face.

Night.

Cow Breeding Island.

An Iguanodon is on lookout duty beside an unknown group of plants.

With the slightest rustle of the wind, it would raise its head alertly and look around.

Taking advantage of the moment when it just lowered its head after looking around, a shadow suddenly appeared above its head. A steel rod, over a meter long, came down on its eye.

Missed?

Even the most prepared wouldn’t be able to anticipate the exact moment the Iguanodon would move its head. Moreover, the Iguanodon’s head itself was hard to steady, so a misaim was quite expected.

In fact, the moment the rod hit, Yan Fei immediately left the scene.

The reaction of the attacked Iguanodon was limited, it couldn’t understand what had just hit it. By the time it reacted, Yan Fei was already back for the second attack.

This creature didn’t even run away after being attacked. It stood on its hind legs, raising its upper body, and shaking its head around,

Yan Fei was immensely satisfied.

After so much planning and days of practice, he had finally succeeded!

What followed next was hard labor for Yan Fei.

Cutting meat and chopping legs, along with the spreading smell of blood, gradually attracted other carnivores, Rapators and the Terrestrisuchus, which began to observe everything from the perimeter.

It wasn’t that Yan Fei enjoyed killing Iguanodons, but most of the time, he couldn’t pick up an easy meal as he did the first time he ate Iguanodon meat.

Whether it’s Terrestrisuchus or the Rapators, their hunting method usually involves choosing the old, the weak, the sick, and the disabled Iguanodons; they rarely hunt the robust prey. Yan Fei wouldn’t pick up any unhealthy-looking meat to eat, even if he wanted to take advantage of the situation.

His killing skills had somewhat improved under his targeted practice, and at least this time, he had managed to take down the Iguanodon independently.

The surrounding carnivorous creatures were very cautious, which gave Yan Fei enough time. Occasionally, a few which had not been taught a lesson before tried to approach. Once they crossed Yan Fei’s psychological line of defense, they would be brutally attacked.

The Terrestrisuchus, relying on their thick scales, could protect themselves, but for the Rapators, including those flying Microraptors, any attempt to approach would yield a bloody lesson from Yan Fei’s butcher knife.

After Yan Fei decapitated a Rapator with one swing, he was quite pleased with himself.

All the hard work and practice had been effective at least; the blow had been swift and accurate. That Rapator had barely sensed the danger, and its head was lopped off.

With the headless corpse of the Rapator still twitching on the ground, the surroundings immediately quieted down considerably.

Until he picked enough meat and left, none of the ravenous carnivores dared to cross his line.

The natural law of survival was deeply ingrained in these creatures. The strongest had the first choice and could choose the food that satisfied them the most. The rest could only wait for leftovers.

Those who attempted to challenge this rule usually ended up as food, fortunate escapees were rare.

To make matters worse, Yan Fei was the boldest creature in the entire forest. He only took a small portion from the entire Iguanodon, leaving enough for the rest to feast upon.