The carcass of the velociraptor that had been trampled into meat sauce was not completely wasted, at least the empty-tailed lizard, which had not known where to hide since the beginning of the war, was very satisfied with it.

It threw its head into the shapeless velociraptor and feasted on it.

The thin dragon, which vented its tyrannical emotions, looked a little uneasy in the face of the dinosaur at this time, and it made a defensive posture and slowly retreated into the distance.

Yang Qian didn't pay attention to it, but jumped into the river and let the river wash away the sand and dirt on his body.

At this time, the thin dragon looked even weaker, and Yang Qian even felt that it would fall to the ground in the next moment, and then it would not be able to get up again.

So his planned voyage was cancelled, and he was going to stay for a while to see how the thin dragon would behave next.

The corpse of the half pig-nosed dragon beside him made him feel a little surprised. This food, which was originally left upstream by him, now came down the river and happened to come to his side.

When the battle is over, there is a big meal available, and my luck has really improved recently.

Seeing Yang Gan's pleasure in eating meat, Thin Dragon's nervousness eased slightly. It dragged its weakened body and began to search for suitable food in the nearby fern jungle, but it still didn't eat much before it stopped.

If it eats normally, it needs to eat almost all the time for its size.

Dinosaurs are known to be oviparous.

So they weren't big when they were born, even the largest seismosaurs. The most important thing that newborn herbivorous dragon cubs need is to grow up as quickly as possible until they can rely on their large size to withstand the Cretaceous hunters.

This is actually very difficult, most dinosaurs lay a litter of dragon eggs, and not many of them managed to survive to maturity, and it is not too much to describe it as not one in a hundred. So although dinosaurs of all sizes lay countless eggs every year, in the end, the number of these dragons roaming the entire wilderness has always been so large.

This is especially true of such huge monsters as the Diplodocus, the Earthquake Dragon, and the Winding Dragon. Their lifespan is generally over 100 years old, and if you guess that, you can reach maturity around 20 years old.

If this is calculated, then how such a behemoth can grow to weigh tens of tons or hundreds of tons in 20 years has become a very puzzling thing for later generations of scientists. And some bold scientists predict that these dinosaurs can gain about 80 pounds of weight every day when they grow at their fastest.

This may not be accurate, but at least it shows how much food they need every day for their size.

In addition to basic rest, they must eat at all times.

Even when they enter the slowest growth rate in the later stages, the amount of food they need to maintain such a large size is still staggering.

Therefore, Yang Qian concluded that the thin dragon had completely entered the final stage of life.

For the next few days, Yang Qian had been paying attention to the thin dragon, its appetite was getting smaller and smaller, and it was already unstable on its feet.

Yang Qian was a little ridiculous and drew all kinds of patterns on the river beach to attract its attention, but it just looked at it and didn't behave out of the ordinary. Even when the air-tailed lizard sometimes lands on its head, it is indifferent.

In order to give the thin dragon enough food for a few days, the three very different creatures moved together along the river and upwards for a distance, but the last moment of the thin dragon finally came.

When its huge size finally landed on the ground, Yang Qian didn't feel any surprise. It's just a pity that my time in the past few days has been wasted.

Throughout, this skinny dragon behaved like any other dinosaur. At the end of its life, it tried its best to eat as much food as possible, and then quietly waited for the last moment of its life to come.

When it lay down, it could no longer eat even the food that was close at hand, and just quietly watched the disappointed crocodile.

The empty-tailed lizard chirped, it was a little hungry, Yang Qian was even too lazy to hunt these days, and only occasionally opened his mouth to eat a little food when he encountered unlucky fish in the river. More often than not, he painted indiscriminately on the river beach.

Now he doesn't know what he wants to express, just drawing simple patterns such as circles and triangles one after another.

In the jungle not far from the riverbank, the cries of velociraptors are heard from time to time. Occasionally, a velociraptor would emerge from the woods, run to a nearby place to see the skinny dragon for a while, and then burrow into the woods, sneaking after them.

Yang Qian knew that this was the wounded velociraptor leader's men. The vengeful leader of the velociraptor was clearly not resigned to his defeat, and had been sending his men to run around the river these days.

Yang Qian was not afraid of their waiting for revenge, he simply ignored those little things that seemed to have scheming at the moment, and let them wander around. He also counted on that after the death of the thin dragon, his next observation target would be the leader of the evolved velociraptor dragon.

The thin dragon hadn't eaten for three or four days, and its breath of life was getting weaker and weaker.

Yang Qian no longer did useless work, but he didn't leave either. He didn't look at the dying thin dragon anymore, just lazily lying on the water's edge, staring at the patterns he had drawn on the river beach with a somewhat sloppy look.

He no longer had any extravagant hopes.

Only he himself can understand his "crazy moves" during this time. In the world of the Cretaceous, painting murals that only you understand; He knew that there was little hope, but he never tired of it.

Only the loneliest mind will understand his disappointment at this time, and how much he wants to have an equally intelligent life to communicate.

Even the simplest response.

The easiest.

The thin dragon's head couldn't even be lifted, and it let its head hang on the ground weakly, and spent the night again.

When the sky in the east gradually brightened the next day, Yang Qian woke up from his cultivation and opened his eyes.

The thin dragon he imagined was supposed to be dead and didn't really die, and it seemed that there was still a breath of air.

Yang Qian sighed, but he didn't know what he wanted to sigh.

He didn't want to see the creature that had kept him here for days, and he even had some resentment towards it. Blame it for not attracting its own attention, allowing itself to have a hope that is quickly dashed.

So he just glanced at it, and slowly sank into the water, ready to find two of the more unlucky fish to fill his empty belly.

The river flows quietly.

Before the fish could wait, he suddenly felt as if a vibration was coming.

It's faint, but it's real. He is very confident in his instincts now, and he believes in it.

Then he sprang out of the water, and was surprised to find that the thin dragon, who had long been dying, actually stood up again.

Its skinny body was so weak and weak, but it still stood up.

It staggered, and for the first time took the initiative to walk towards this place while the crocodile was by the river. Instead of waiting until Yang Qian was far enough away to get closer.

It was only a few steps away, but it had walked for a long time.

When it reached the riverbank, it fell to the ground again.

Just when Yang Qian thought it would never get up again, it reluctantly raised its head. Yang Qian noticed that its eyes, which had been cloudy, were unprecedentedly clear at the moment.

Then it lowered its head and looked earnestly at the blurred patterns on the river beach once more.

Then, under Yang Qian's complicated gaze, he slowly approached the ground with his jaw, and moved his head with difficulty......

One horizontal, one vertical......

Yang Qian suddenly burst into tears.

When the thin dragon's head finally pressed limply against the ground and no longer breathed, there were three more crooked patterns on the ground.

To be exact, two halves, a square, and a half-triangle.

Yang Qian blinked vigorously, letting the water droplets filled with it roll down the hideous head.

Then he slowly climbed ashore.

At this moment, his body seemed to be suddenly as heavy as a thousand pounds, making it so difficult for him to take every step.

He came to the two-and-a-half pattern, and forcefully filled the last edge of the triangle with the missing stroke.

The skinny dragon beside him had become a corpse, and it was never possible to know that he had completed the last of its patterns.

Its thin body lay quietly in the morning light, and this time, it really couldn't get up again.

He suddenly raised his head to the sky and roared, letting the low trumpet-like cry resound through this Cretaceous world.

The sun leapt out of the horizon and shone brightly.