Carrying a Jurassic on me
Chapter 67 - 67 8 Small Bird isn't Small_1

67: Chapter 8 Small Bird isn’t Small_1 67: Chapter 8 Small Bird isn’t Small_1 The next day, the well-drilling team kicked off work with a rusty old diesel engine belching black smoke just beside the small site where the water tower was being built.

Yan Fei didn’t need to worry about all this.

He only had to buy a water pump.

The pump was something that Yang Qian’s father helped purchase.

It would be delivered in a few days, and there was no need to worry.

All Yan Fei had to do was pay for it.

The widowed assistant that grandpa had introduced also arrived.

A woman in her thirties named Lin Yumei.

She carried the air of a traditional rural woman, reasonably pleasant looking, and quite industrious.

As soon as she arrived, she started working with Ma Chao and learned to ranch under grandpa’s guidance.

So, Yan Fei was free and had an idle time.

Claiming he was studying, he sneaked back to the blacksmith’s shop, locked the doors and windows, and went on exploring Cow Breeding Island.

The lower terrain of Cow Breeding Island was already explored, where he found another creature like a crocodile, presumably a Terrestrisuchus.

They were much smaller than the Sarcosuchus, yet superbly agile.

They didn’t appear in large quantities, about four or five in a group, lingering on the shore’s shallow water.

These creatures seemed clumsy but ran briskly and were incredibly ferocious.

Yan Fei saw them hunting an ankylosaurus.

Its thick armor was of no use to them as they feasted ferociously, not even sparing their own kind in the feeding frenzy.

Nearby, the Rapator dinosaurs were in competition with them.

Based on their numbers, they were small and agile, and they boldly came to snatch food.

The relationship was somewhat like that between lions and hyenas in the Animal World, except these “hyenas” couldn’t even provoke a single “lion”.

They only dared to pounce, take a bite, and run off, leaving the Terrestrisuchus helpless.

Luckily, the prey was usually large enough that even if some were snatched away, they could still eat their fill.

Yan Fei was now exploring the higher terrain half of the Cow Breeding Island.

The trees here were much more lush, and the forest was much livelier.

He saw Iguanodon dinosaurs in the forest again, and they were plentiful.

There was also a type of Microraptor with ample wings that could fly.

Those that ran on the ground were Rapators, and those that flew were Microraptors.

Even though Yan Fei always felt that the Rapators he saw running on the ground were too small, they all had feathers, so he instinctively wanted to call them Microraptors.

When Yan Fei first saw the Microraptors, he was delighted.

But he quickly discovered that these seemingly able to fly creatures were only flashy on the surface.

With four wings and a long tail feather, they pretended to be impressive, but their flight capability was barely better than a wild chicken’s, a struggle to survive species in the forest.

Just being pleasant to look at can’t fill your stomach.

As long as they are not powerful enough, Yan Fei has no regard for them.

Even though this was the first time he saw a four-winged creature.

Because in the forest, Yan Fei also found small birds.

Relying on their fast and agile flight, they made fun of the Microraptors.

A group of Microraptors tried to catch the birds, but they were toyed with for a long time, not even managing to touch a single feather.

When he saw the small birds, that’s when Yan Fei’s eyes lit up.

Originally, Yan Fei only intended to scout around, not to immediately start hunting or planning to become one of the creatures.

But once he saw the small birds, he lost his calm.

Becoming a Pterosaur and flying around in the dinosaur world was quite safe.

But in human society, it’d draw too much attention, especially when taking off and landing – he was scared of being spotted.

If he could become a small bird, the thought alone made him excited.

He carefully followed the small bird, and Yan Fei gradually discovered the secret of how these small birds could survive in the forest.

They had a powerful backer.

Whenever these birds were chased in the forest, rather than flying high, they relied on their agility, darting around the forest until they reached the lake.

The few unlucky Microraptors that persued them halted in their tracks and dejectedly went to find other prey.

That’s because not far ahead, a few huge Sarcosuchuses were lying, sun-bathing with their mouths wide open.

Stunned by what he was seeing, Yan Fei watched the small bird arrogantly shrieking, hopping into a crocodile’s mouth.

That was damn cocky.

After cautiously bypassing the few Microraptors, Yan Fei hid in the branch of a big tree and squatted for half the day before finally understanding the reason.

It turned out not only were the small birds omnivorous – eating plants and meat, but they were also cleaning the meat from the Sarcosuchus’s teeth.

Watching the tiny bird play hopscotch in Sarcosuchus’s open mouth while it basked quietly in the sun, Yan Fei couldn’t help but feel envious.

Back in the forest, he had thought that this bird species was scarce, but upon reaching the lakeside, he realized there were actually more of them than he had guessed.

There were other Sarcosuchus sunbathing in the distance, each surrounded by a flurry of these small birds.

After observing for a while, Yan Fei prepared to make his move.

A bird in the hand is worth two in the bush.

He decided to catch one first.

Aiming at the one that seemed to be fluttering its wings and tweeting most joyfully, the Compsognathus disappeared from the tree branch.

The appearance of Yan Fei back in the room was quite amusing.

Squatting with an expressionless face, he held an old sack — he was waiting for an opportunity to catch the bird.

The bird that Yan Fei had set his sights on indeed had a lot of energy.

After finishing cleaning the bits of meat from the mouth of a Sarcosuchus that was somewhat isolated from the others, it hopped and fluttered happily on the Sarcosuchus’s head, tweeting loudly.

Yan Fei somehow understood this was the bird’s courting display in the animal kingdom.

The bird wasn’t aware of the phrase ‘the bird that sticks out gets shot down,’ so Yan Fei thought he should teach it a valuable lesson.

He quickly appeared at the Sarcosuchus’s side, casting the old sack precisely over the small bird.

The panicky bird let out a shriek as Yan Fei and the sack vanished from beside the Sarcosuchus before anyone could react.

Back in his room, Yan Fei was seen pressing hard against the old sack on the floor.

The bird was remarkably strong, but it was unlucky to have encountered Yan Fei.

Using all his might to press down on the sack, he donned an old glove and reached in.

Despite being scratched and pecked, he managed to grab hold of the unlucky creature.

Even though Yan Fei referred to it as a “small bird,” it was rather big by dinosaur world standards, the size of a domestic chicken.

The bird was slender with a slightly hooked beak longer than a chicken’s.

Its claws were also extremely sharp.

The glove Yan Fei had worn to handle it was torn in several places, and his hands were painfully scratched and bleeding.

“Little bird, little bird, you raise me up so I can stand on mountains, I’ll show you around the city so you will depart without regret.” Despite the bird’s unattractive grayish color, Yan Fei was in high spirits.

Murmuring to himself, he actually used a rope to tie the bird up tightly, then opened the door and took it to the streets.

Hustling down the street to the Chinese Medicine Store, he drew curious looks and remarks from the townspeople.

Yan Fei carried the bird excitedly as he ran inside, “Brother Xiaohe, I need herbs!

I’m making a nourishing bird soup tonight!”

“Yikes, where did you get this little cinerous vulture?

You actually eat these?

Hang on, this isn’t a cinerous vulture, be careful not to get in trouble with the police!

It might be an endangered animal!” Xiaohe was surprised when he saw the bird.

“What kind of animal is a bird?

This is classified as avian, you know that?

Hurry up and get the herbs, don’t worry!

I’ll safeguard it in my stomach soon, so nobody will ever be able to harm it!” Yan Fei urged him.

The townspeople looked at the bird with astonishment and at Yan Fei with bewilderment.

This Yan family lad, who acted strangely when his grandfather was alive, seemed to have changed completely since his grandfather’s departure.

He was always up to something.

Having collected the herbs, Yan Fei dashed back home, gazed deeply at the bird and said, “Little bird, little bird, don’t be afraid, my stomach will be your home.

Together we will fly, and I will show you the vast world, take you to see sunrises and sunsets.”

He never exhibited such eloquence during his school essay assignments.

If someone had taken a photo of him in this ridiculous state and showed it to him 20 years later, he might have traded three to five tons of gold for it.

While mumbling, Yan Fei slowly exerted pressure on his hands.

The bird that was previously lively and cheerful managed only a few weak chirps before its head dropped lifelessly.

Yan Fei was in no rush to transform into a bird and take flight.

He calmly gutted the bird, plucked its feathers, cleaned it, and put it in a pot to make soup.

Shortly after, a pile of broken bones was thrown into the prehistoric ocean where the waves quickly swept them away without a trace.

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