In the eyes of Qiao Hua, an earth creature, the font of Planet Gliese looks extremely strange like a mosquito that has been swatted to death in various poses.

Although Qiao Hua was mentally prepared, when he actually called up the font library that Ada gave him from the hologram and tried to memorize the contents, he still felt a pain in his huge head.

Crick didn't plan to teach Qiao Hua in the order given by the font, but wanted to start with the simple content. However, this dwarf tyrannosaurus did not appreciate it, but had to read it little by little and learn it little by little according to the order of the font.

Gradually, Qiao Hua discovered that the script on Planet Gliese was actually different from all kinds of writing on Earth. Although they can express their meanings, they do not have words that indicate a transition, and they cannot overly describe the characteristics of an event, etc., in short, there is nothing related to feelings.

Qiao Hua only thought about it a little and understood the reason for this phenomenon. In many cases, the creatures of the planet Gliese communicate with each other not by words, but by thoughts transmitted by sound waves. Text, on the planet Gliese, is only used to record events and values, and for the sake of simplicity and clarity, there is no need for those embellishments.

But at the beginning, this way of writing inevitably made Qiao Hua feel awkward. The conciseness of the Gliese Planet text is like a thin skeleton, with no flesh and blood as fillers, and often a single word can express the meaning of a sentence, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it is "a small word and a great meaning".

However, when these records are passed from the mind of one creature to another, the latter will naturally feel the emotion conveyed in the mind of the former, and even the turn or conformity in the sentence.

While the dwarf tyrannosaurus digested the meaning of these words, Crick ran deep into the forest to catch his prey. After a while, a not-so-strong smell of blood came from the direction where Creek had disappeared.

The bean paste's nose moved. Finally stopped the restless commotion of the day, and ran towards the place where the smell of blood came from. After about ten minutes or so, the bean paste dragged the carcass of a small ancient giraffe back with it.

"Whew!"

There is still some distance from the dwarf tyrannosaurus. The bear couldn't help but scream twice, and the giraffe in its mouth fell to the ground with a thud. The bean paste was simply eaten there.

The pit that was squinting at the tree only opened its eyes slightly. He seemed sleepy, but then slowly climbed down from the tree, half-squinting to eat the giraffe's carcass.

Qiao Hua was surprised that the big dog hadn't returned, and Creek's originally pure white fur had now appeared a little dirty from the bushes, and there were still a few leaves on it.

The big dog's mouth was full of blood and he barked at the bean paste a few times. Qiao Hua understood the meaning of this cry and couldn't help but find it very interesting.

"The dog bear took advantage of the fact that I was going to the river and snatched the animal that I had so hard to catch."

The big dog looked a little indignant. Licking the blood stains on his mouth that had not yet dried up, he quickly pounced next to the bean paste, and fought for food with the dog bear and the squirrel next to him.

The bean paste made a threatening sound of "whining" in its throat, but then found that the big dog did not bird it, so it had to pretend that nothing had happened and continue to eat the meat around him.

Although Ida had erased all memories of the mesoclawed beast and Crick's shield, the dwarf tyrannosaurus still felt in the depths of his consciousness that the big dog was a dangerous animal, even though it didn't know why, but instinctively didn't dare to use force against Crick.

Jowah remembered that Crick had liked cooked meat a few days ago, but now he had no qualms about nibbling on raw meat there. It really surprised him. It seems that the influence of the environment on biological habits should not be underestimated.

At this time, the dwarf tyrannosaurus suddenly came up with a good idea to be able to provide directional stimulation to its front paws.

He first squeezed beside the three animals in a very undisciplined manner, and bit off a small leg from the little giraffe, which had not had much meat in the first place. But he didn't eat it. Instead, he came to a clearing and threw the deer's leg down.

Then, Qiao Hua's eyes were fixed on the deer's legs on the ground, and then he tried to stretch his short, small front paws downward. The dinosaur's claws were originally upward-facing, so the gesture was not like picking up something, but like trying to fork the legs of a deer.

Of course, the main problem is not here, but the length. Judging from the current situation, even if Qiao Hua's two forelimbs grow three or four times as long, he may not be able to touch the deer legs on the ground.

"Goo!"

The dwarf tyrannosaurus swallowed uncontrollably. Try harder to reach the deer's leg on the ground. At the same time, he is also making a kind of psychological suggestion for himself. Makes you feel very hungry, which makes you crave the deer legs on the ground even stronger.

Qiao Hua felt that this might stimulate him mentally and *mentally. This speeds up the growth of the forelimbs. Although he was not sure how long it would take to develop a long enough forelimb with such a directed stimulus, he was even more convinced that his method of stimulation was the right one when he remembered Darwin's account of the evolution of monkeys into humans.

In the days that followed, Qiao Hua's daily life was fulfilling. The dwarf tyrannosaurus ran up the northern river every day, and in addition to learning the Glitzer script every day, he also had to try to stretch his arms.

And Qiao Hua's training methods have gradually become more. It began to try to stand in the river and use its front paws to catch fish, or to pull out the weeds that grew on the ground. These simple things in the eyes of humanoids are simply difficult for Qiao Hua to do.

As for whether the claws have really grown, this dwarf tyrannosaurus has not felt it yet. However, he could clearly feel that his front paws were much more flexible, and although they still couldn't flip downward, at least the range of movement had become much larger.

Qiao Hua even began to wonder if if he tried to pick the fruit from the tree every day, would after a while, he would become like a humanoid creature, able to stand up and move?

Imagine the image where the dwarf tyrannosaurus thought it had seen it somewhere - as if most of the monsters that were defeated by that cosmic hero looked like this. (To be continued)