"You know how to hunt?" Qiao Hua couldn't help but ask.

Crick shook his tail: "Although I don't know the characteristics of the animals on your planet, it should be no problem to catch up with some prey." Your planet's gravitational pull is much smaller than ours, and I feel light on it. ”

Qiao Hua looked at the body of this big dog, if compared with the small mammals of the Eocene, it still has a certain advantage. But if you want to compete with the medium-clawed beast, it will be difficult, and as for the giant rhino, it is impossible to defeat it with the physique of this big dog.

So after telling Crick that he could hunt at will, the dwarf tyrannosaurus couldn't help but add: "I think you can go and find some relatively small prey, such as pine marten or something." ”

Although Qiao Hua knew that Crick had a protective shield on his body, it was better to be cautious just in case. But as if he hadn't heard anything like this, Creek just slowly moved towards the bottom of the mound.

Qiao Hua opened his mouth, stretched out his long tongue and licked his teeth, and then sat down on the ground, looking like he was going to watch from the wall.

"Squeak-"

Seeing that the big dog had already run away, he suddenly looked like a warrior who had just relaxed from his state of alert, and began to twist his stiff body a few times and carry out simple activities.

Probably realizing that the big dog that ran down lightly had some conspiracy, the little squirrel was eager to stand on a higher place to see, so he jumped on Qiao Hua's head in three steps and two steps.

The hairy paws kept stepping on it, and Qiao Hua was afraid that this little thing would fall off his head, so he could only keep swinging from side to side.

But gradually, Qiao Hua realized that something was wrong—a cold aura was coming from his Heavenly Spirit Cover, and the heat wave that had originally permeated his body was dispersed, and he could even feel the cold droplets of water dripping downward.

It's obvious. The hapless little squirrel has triggered some kind of refrigeration device in the process of pressing randomly.

The kernel also gradually felt the strange temperature emitted by the hat, and it had already jumped off Qiao Hua's head at this time, as if it had discovered a new continent, and began to test the temperature with its furry claws.

"Squeak-"

Animals' skin can easily confuse them the moment they come into contact with the hotst and coldest temperatures, and they don't know whether what they touch is cold or hot.

However, this little squirrel did not dare to touch it again after being injured once like the last time it touched the flames. Because the experience of using fire tells sù it, dangerous things are often useful. So the pit reached its claws to Qiao Hua's hat again and again.

"Squeak-"

"Squeak!"

"Squeak!"

At last. When the little squirrel was fully accustomed to the temperature of the hat, he began to put his paws on it unscrupulously, feeling the cool air penetrate his paws throughout his body.

At this time, Qiao Hua was enduring the biting cold. The dwarf tyrannosaurus hurriedly found a large tree, rubbed its head upwards with great difficulty, and finally rubbed its hat off.

The big dog, Crick, didn't see anything of the situation, and was still moving slowly forward, like a leopard lurking in the grass, but Crick's fur was white. It is very eye-catching in the grass.

Qiao Hua, who witnessed this qiē not far away, felt that the hunting method of this big dog was really not very clever. Since the intelligent creatures on the planet Gliese have extremely high technology and can borrow external forces to achieve the purpose of opening the gene lock, why does this big dog still use such a primitive method to hunt?

In Qiao Hua's imagination, like the creatures on the planet Gliese, hunting basically does not need to move their bodies, as long as they teleport a laser cannon or spread out a large net made of nanomaterials, they can get prey of any size in a few seconds.

But now not only are there no high-tech hunting tools. Even Crick hadn't even evolved a camouflage color, so was the big dog planning to catch two animals with his awesome hunting skills? Honestly. Qiao Hua had little confidence in the running speed of this big dog and the bite force of his teeth, after all, after surviving in a high-tech society for so long, it was no wonder that his primitive ability did not degrade.

While the dwarf tyrannosaurus was guessing to himself when the big dog would return in vain, Crick had already crawled to the bottom of the small mound. A few hundred meters in front of it, two large tapirs were drinking from the river.

Because these two guys were at a certain distance from the small mound, and in the shade of a few small trees. Qiao Hua couldn't see their appearance clearly. Again, the two guys apparently didn't see the dwarf tyrannosaurus on top of the small mound.

Seeing that Crick actually wanted to capture this kind of big tapir that was famously timid, extremely vigilant about the surrounding environment and escaped very quickly, Qiao Hua felt that this big dog was even more unreliable. The tapir swims extremely fast and is now at the water's edge again. Even Qiao Hua himself would find it difficult to catch these guys, let alone this big dog.

But what happened next surprised Qiao Hua.

Crick crawled his entire body in the grass, moving closer to the tapir's position. Qiao Hua found that the whole body of the big dog was able to cling to the ground very stealthily, and from the mound, it looked like a movable dog skin supported on its four legs, and it could be almost completely hidden in the grass.

At this moment, Qiao Hua couldn't help but be a little impressed by it, and wondered if this was one of the genetic locks opened by this big dog. If those thieves had such skills, it would not be difficult to drill through the cracks in the door or something.

After frolicking by the river for a while, the two tapirs turned back and nibbled on the young grass in the trees, and from time to time they would raise their heads to look at the small mound. But by this time the small mound had become bare, and only a small squirrel stood on the top, constantly rubbing its two front paws, and it seemed to be very cold.

Although the tapirs wondered why squirrels that were supposed to be in the trees appeared on top of the small mounds, they did not think deeply. They didn't notice that behind the little squirrel, the dwarf tyrannosaurus's huge green head was hidden, and the whole body was completely hidden behind the small mound.

In order not to adversely affect Crick's hunt, Qiao Hua had to hide his body behind the mound. And the big dog had already taken advantage of this time to crawl to a place less than 100 meters away from the two big tapirs.

Crick's nose is so sensitive that he doesn't even need to look up at what's in front of him, he can know the distance between himself and his prey by smelling alone, and the direction doesn't deviate in any way. (To be continued......)