Qiao Hua's current location is in the temperate zone, and the weather seems cooler at this time. Different from the tropical and subtropical places where he had lived before, in addition to the weather, there were all kinds of plants and trees that were very novel in Qiao Hua's eyes.

Because it doesn't rain as much as it does in humid subtropical climates, the leaves of the plants are not as wide, which ensures that the plants can store water efficiently without being over-evaporated.

These variations in plant species, whether for dwarf tyrannosaurs, canine bears, or large dogs, are not very useful except to see a novelty. However, the kernel soon discovered a new world in this new world, which was the fruit of all kinds of trees that bore fruit.

Compared to those tropical fruits, these are not as juicy at the moment, but they have another benefit. Because of the large temperature difference between day and night in the temperate zone, and the weather is often sunny, the sugar content of the fruit generally accumulates more, and the flesh is sweet and delicious. Sometimes the pits even give up eating the meat in order to eat the new fruit, which has never happened before.

After studying hard for a while, Qiao Hua was able to memorize thousands of words from Planet Gliese. Although this learning speed is not slow, Qiao Hua still feels very dissatisfied. Because his goal is not just to memorize these things, but to break through the limits of memory and achieve the goal of remembering.

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"Roar!"

When he got up in the morning, the dwarf tyrannosaurus simply let out a snort, woke up the Crick and bean paste next to him, and then the guys took their places and started their activities.

Qiao Hua had to do morning exercises every morning - pulling his paws down or up as much as he could. Occasionally, the dwarf tyrannosaurus felt that its two front paws did seem to grow, but after a while it felt like nothing had changed. Sometimes he had to ask Creek to make sure, but the big dog's answer was always changing.

"Wow!"

At this time, Crick was lurking in the creek, staring intently at the fish swimming in the water. The big dog had developed a keen interest in fishing. It's just that it never eats. This kind of psychology is probably the same as fishing is not about tasting the delicious fish, but about appreciating the pleasure of fishing.

The bear's bean paste is on the shore to pick up the fish - in fact, the bear has no idea how to do its job, and its purpose is clear: to be able to eat the fish as soon as possible.

As the leader of a dog and bear who used to call for wind and rain in his own team, the kind of domineering aura that bean paste should have had had no chance to play here. Because the strength of the other two animals is much higher than it.

Under such psychological influence, this canine and bear hero, who is accustomed to being the first in the hunt, is even accustomed to enjoying ready-made food. Now all he eats are microwaved fish that the big dog threw up from the river.

Qiao Hua raised his head again and habitually looked at the surrounding trees. Generally speaking, the little squirrel pits should be gnawing on the tree at this time. But what made Qiao Hua feel strange was that there was no shadow of the kernel on the surrounding trees.

"Roar!"

Qiao Hua yelled. This has become the usual way of communication between the dwarf tyrannosaurus and the stone bean paste, and although the latter two are non-sapient creatures, they can still roughly understand the simple meaning of the dwarf tyrannosaurus rex according to the situation.

"Squeak-squeak!"

In the middle of the dense forest, the cries of small squirrel pits were heard. What made Qiao Hua curious was that the originally clever little squirrel didn't know what was affected at this time. There seemed to be an extreme laziness in his voice, drowsiness.

Qiao Hua couldn't help but enter the outside of the woods with some worry, and drilled directly in the direction of the sound, and found that the kernel was lying on the slanted branches of a large tree, and its four claws hung weakly.

Seeing such a scene, the dwarf tyrannosaurus couldn't help but be shocked, thinking to himself, could it be that this little squirrel was attacked by some natural enemy? But Qiao Hua felt that it was unlikely, because the current fruit pit was completely different from the little squirrel before. Not only are there few predators in the trees, but even some small carnivores can be eaten as fruits.

Qiao Hua looked up carefully again. No wounds were found on the squirrel's body. He couldn't help but wonder if the little guy had eaten the wrong thing and was poisoned.

The dwarf tyrannosaurus subconsciously looked up at the novel fruits on the tree, and found that the fruit on the tree was of a type that he had never seen before, the first half of the stem connection was thinner, and the second half was much thicker, purple throughout, and looked like eggplants. However, it is only the size of a walnut.

Although Qiao Hua believes that the pit can sensitively distinguish whether some plants are poisonous or not, these plants are unique to the temperate zone at the moment, and the little squirrel's ancestral ability to recognize poison may not be able to help.

Thinking of this, Qiao Hua suddenly became nervous, and wanted to call the big dog over to take a closer look.

However. At this moment, the kernel suddenly opened his worried eyes, glanced at the dwarf tyrannosaurus under the tree, got up slowly, and then climbed down from it.

Although the pit didn't seem to be too abnormal, Qiao Hua still saw something wrong with the little squirrel's somewhat stumbling gait. When the kernel half-ran and half-jumped to Qiao Hua's side, the dwarf tyrannosaurus suddenly smelled a pungent smell and rushed over.

This kind of taste Qiao Hua is actually not unfamiliar, it is the aroma of alcohol.

After becoming a dinosaur, Qiao Hua still smelled this smell occasionally, mostly from rotten ripe fruits. However, the pits never eat rotten fruit, so it can be concluded that the smell is not caused by the deterioration of the fruit.

Moreover, looking at the drunken appearance of the little squirrel in front of him, there must be a lot of alcohol in his body.

Qiao Hua couldn't help but focus his eyes on the purple fruits on the big tree. Intuitively, he felt that it was very likely that this fruit contained some kind of alcohol, which was why he led the fruit to eat it like a drunken squirrel.

In order to prove his guess, Qiao Hua suddenly slammed into the top of the tree at a rapid speed.

“duang！”

Suddenly, there was such a strong impact that there was a muffled sound from the trunk of the tree, and at the same time, the purple fruits and dark green leaves fell one after another. Qiao Hua immediately took two steps forward and put some purple fruits in his mouth.

A strong smell of alcohol instantly spread from Qiao Hua's mouth and went directly to the top of his head. Although the dwarf tyrannosaurus was prepared, it didn't expect this thing to be so energetic, from its mouth into the esophagus, and everywhere it passed with a hot feeling. (To be continued......)