"Elaine, look, there seems to be something near the Rocky Islands?

Rocks of various sizes were clustered together, and three men stood on one of the rocks. www.biquge.info They saw us approaching, and waved their hands to show their presence.

I saw moving creatures around the rock where they were standing. It seemed to be the same kind as the creature chasing us, another group of saber-toothed sharks. I did the math a little, and there were two jagged scimitar-shaped fins that towered over the desert surface, but I always felt that the fins moved in a strange way.

Before the thought in his mind could be answered, the voice of Luz beside him interrupted it.

"Elaine, they seem to be in trouble? 」

"The eldest lady is just trying to find a reason to take this opportunity to get the shark's ingredients. 」

As Elaine said this, the school of sharp-tipped sardines that followed seemed to sense danger and made a big turn, diverting from the direction of the rocky islands. The saber-toothed sharks we brought with us didn't keep up with the stock, but they didn't change their target, taking us as prey, but instead turned around and accelerated into the distance, leaving the scene as if fleeing.

Bebel secretly watched the scene through the white-faced red-robed man, clapping his hands with cheers. But it's hard to accept that a machine designed to look like a big man does this. Disgusted by this mismatch, Luz confronted it and kicked it directly at the mechanical head in protest.

Elaine pilots the Dada Lizard towards the saber-toothed sharks around the rock.

The Dada Lizard was visibly frightened by this, but Luz encouraged it at the right time and gave it his favorite egg wash to eat, and the Dada Lizard quickly mustered up the courage to carry out the task obediently.

The figure standing on the rock plate noticed the approach of our sand boat. One of them, a short, short man, raised his hands at us to attract our gaze, looking very desperate.

The saber-toothed sharks around the rocky pan also noticed us, but for some reason only one was attracted to us. It seems to have told other sharks of its kind to stand by in place, supervise the figures on the rock, don't let go, and meet us personally.

The Brain Encyclopedia suggests that saber-toothed sharks seem to have a simple concept of division of labor, which, while basic, is enough to make humans doubly troublesome in their fight against them.

The saber-toothed shark rushed at us.

On closer inspection, it seems that there are two guys coming towards us. Their two brown serrated dorsal fins stand upright in a pair and move at high speed to easily cut through the sand and swim through the desert. The small rocks scattered on the surface of the desert could not stop them, and when they collided with their solid bodies lurking beneath the sand, they shattered and flew into the sunny sky.

They came closer. The two pairs of dorsal fins in front of me were still uncluttered, and they were brushed straight across the desert surface.

I felt inexplicably strange when I watched this scene, but after they approached us, they leaped out of the sand in a tacit understanding, and their bodies were illuminated by the bright sun, and I finally understood the strange concreteness in my heart.

It turned out that the visiting sabertooth shark was not a pair, but one.

A mutant with two dorsal fins.

For a few seconds it remained in the air, its huge body, unlike its peers, completely obscured the sunlight above us, and the force it emitted threatened the prey below.

Elaine made a move.

He pulled up the reins and asked the lizard to make a big turn. The mutant saber-toothed shark plunged into the air and crashed into the sand, the sand rising waves, the aftermath of the edge shaking the balance of the sand boat.

Elaine stepped out of the driver's seat and handed it to Luz, who stepped forward behind her, to take over the sandboat, and then climbed onto the roof of the sandboat. He crossed his hands over his chest, staring at the mutant saber-toothed shark chasing behind him.

The mutant saber-toothed shark broke through the sand and leaped, and the giant body flew in the air and fell in our direction. Luz tugged on the reins to control the da-ta-dale to turn again, and the mutant saber-toothed shark sliced across the stern of the sand boat again. The destructive force that struck at the edge of the ship was enough to blow the hull over, even though it only scraped the edges of the ship.

Luz urges the lizard to speed up again, using the downwind to suppress the capsizing boat.

However, when the hull shook just now, Bebel and I were inside, and in a hurry, we had to hold on to the nearby beams to stabilize ourselves, so as not to fall in the houseboat.

Bebel was so frightened that he trembled at the sight of the mutated sabertooth shark's body. I also saw the scene where the saber-toothed shark inserted a pair of fangs on the edge of its mouth as sharp as a sword, its jaws open up and down to the limit, and the ingrown fangs were terrifyingly numerous, densely spread into a dense forest that could be called needleteeth.

Bebel hid in the corner of the houseboat with his head in his hands, on guard against the external disaster, nervous but not forgetting me beside him. She deliberately manipulated the white-faced red-robed man to try his best to keep his distance from me in the small space of the houseboat, and the mask on her face deliberately switched to "bad smile" mode, giggling from the pitch-black mask.

I hope Bebel doesn't worry too much, I still have a needle wheel beetle strapped to my leg, and that guy is also afraid that his body will curl up and nail in place, and he won't go, and my reaction will be limited in case of danger. So I'm scared that you'll attack me again.

Luz was out at the helm of the sand boat, and without her in the middle, the atmosphere between us turned sour.

Luz was in the driver's seat outside, with a smile on her face for some reason. We were clearly involved in the hunt of the beasts, but she didn't care at all, and hummed a little tune in her throat, and it seemed that she was comfortable leaving the saber-toothed shark trouble to Elaine alone. Originally, I thought that the guy would find some reason to shoehorn the saber-toothed shark to me, but this time I don't know which direction she was thinking, I only know that when she decided to hand over the matter to Elaine, she looked at me for a while, her eyes lingering on my forehead and my ankles...... Those subtle movements, is it a fear that the scars of the past will happen to me again?