Even if all creatures are weakened, Uncle Crocodile is still not afraid.

Kids, this is not funny.

Kids, this is actually quite funny.

Children can laugh.

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At the same time that Wang Lin used the interference card, the three lucky original crocodile populations that he selected seemed unchanged during the day, but by nightfall, everything started to go wrong.

The moon hung in the sky, brighter than usual.

The river water shimmered with a silvery light, reflecting off the scales of the sleeping crocodiles on the bank, which gleamed with a cold sheen.

These three groups of protocrocodiles, totaling several dozen individuals, had a very strange dream.

In the dream, they, who were originally weak predators, evolved into incredibly powerful beings.

They are currently only a little over a meter tall, but in the near future, their size will far exceed our imagination.

It's not three meters.

It's not five meters.

It was a prehistoric behemoth with a body size exceeding ten meters!

Even the strongest predators of that era could only manage a 50/50 fight against them.

As long as they stay out of the water, they are invincible.

Moreover, wherever there is water, it becomes a nightmare for countless animals.

Because no one can be sure whether, beneath the seemingly calm surface of the water, there is a top predator over ten meters long, lurking and watching them intently.

This is the terrifying deterrent effect that your Uncle Crocodile's random, brilliant idea has brought to all the animals.

These proto-crocodiles were moved to tears when they saw how powerful their offspring had become.

In my dream, a prehistoric crocodile, over ten meters long, was basking in the sun by the water.

Its body is like a train car, its mouth is like a pair of open scissors, and the scales on its back are like rows of sharp swords.

A dinosaur, oblivious to the danger, came to drink water. The dinosaur didn't even move; it just opened its mouth, and the dinosaur was gone.

The crocodiles watched this scene in their dreams, tears streaming down their faces.

At this moment, the original crocodiles dreamed of a future revival.

Even while they are asleep, their tears flow down one by one as if they were free.

Tears streamed down the rough scales, dripping onto the soil and creating small craters.

Can they really become that powerful?

No.

They will definitely become that powerful.

In an instant, a seed called "becoming stronger" took root and sprouted in their hearts.

They no longer want to live under someone else's roof, they no longer want to become prey for other predators, they want to become the top predators.

Moreover, through this dream, the original crocodiles discovered other things as well.

Even the mighty Tyrannosaurus Rex, the strongest predator, eventually declines and becomes a roadside animal, but its meat is delicious. (The last sentence appears to be a separate, unrelated thought and is not translated.)

Later on, they would devour several of them in one bite, blowing their heads off as easily as playing with them.

As for the seemingly powerful crocodiles and canine jaw beasts of this era, they basically did not live for more than tens of millions of years before becoming extinct.

But only you, Uncle Crocodile, remain at the top of the food chain, standing tall and unyielding!

Even at his weakest, your Uncle Crocodile is still a Tier 2!

What the hell do you mean by "expert"?

That's what you call a master!

Just like electric cars save fuel and gasoline cars save electricity, Uncle Crocodile can be said to be the strongest land animal in the water and the strongest aquatic animal on land!

Is there something wrong?

There's nothing wrong with it.

It was as if they had dreamt of a great future for their species. Unlike before, when they could sleep soundly until dawn after a good meal, this time all three original crocodile populations woke up in the early morning.

The moon was still hanging in the sky, and the silvery light on the river had not yet dissipated.

In three regions, dozens or even hundreds of native crocodiles opened their eyes almost simultaneously, looked at each other, and finally focused their gazes on their leader.

At this moment, their eyes all shared a common thread.

struggle!

They need to become more robust!

Their teeth need to become even sharper!

Their bite force is going to become even more terrifying!

They also need to learn that legendary Death Roll, a move that even the Chinese server only knows!

They are going to evolve into the prehistoric behemoth from the dream!

Even if they can't do it in their generation, their next generation, the generation after that, and the generation after that... as the saying goes, descendants go on endlessly, and eventually they will be able to do it.

To learn these skills, one must naturally make some sacrifices.

At this moment, the crocodile looked at its own long legs.

These four legs were originally their most desirable evolutionary organs, allowing them to run fast on land and escape from the jaws of canine jaw beasts.

But now, those four legs just look like an eyesore.

In the dream, the prehistoric behemoth that fascinated the crocodile had very short and stocky limbs.

Its four legs are like four pillars, thick and strong, but not long at all.

When it lay on the ground, its belly was almost touching the ground, and its whole body looked like a flattened dough.

The purpose of this degradation is to make swimming easier and to make it easier to perform that death roll.

They now have four long legs, and although they can still submerge in the water, they can't swim very fast.

As for using the death roll, the original crocodile tried it and found it very difficult to do.

It bit a dry branch and tried to flip itself over, but its legs were too long. It got stuck halfway over and couldn't flip over. The crocodile was stuck in mid-air, sprawled out, and finally fell back into the water with a splash.

Crocodiles can attach their legs to their bodies to transform themselves into a cylindrical, snake-like form, but the original crocodile cannot.

Their four legs were so long that they couldn't even touch their bodies.

Every time it tries to roll over, its four legs stick out like four obstructive supports.

Perhaps, their evolutionary path was flawed from the very beginning.

They should stay in the water as assassins, not come ashore to be used as mobile food.

Of course, this was also the idea of ​​the original crocodiles.

In fact, their evolutionary path is not only not wrong, but actually quite correct.

If they don't come ashore, how can amphibians be unlocked and thus not be selected by the developers?

Weakening land animals? Sorry, your Uncle Crocodile is an aquatic animal.

Weakening aquatic animals? Sorry, your Uncle Crocodile is a land animal.

Just kidding! Even if they're planning to weaken amphibians, your Uncle Crocodile won't be afraid at all, because your Uncle Crocodile is still a reptile!

Even if you plan to weaken all creatures, your Uncle Crocodile is still not afraid, because your Uncle Crocodile is still Leather Shoes!

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But it's not about whether or not they're wearing leather shoes right now.

The most important thing now is to figure out how to make the crocodile clan stronger.

Thinking of this, a young crocodile's eyes became resolute.

It stared at its long, thin limbs as if they were an irreconcilable enemy.

It opened its tiny, blood-red mouth and was about to bite down on its own long leg.