How many years have you lived on this planet?

So after much research, the officials of these countries finally came to a positive conclusion.

That means Wang Lin's three interference cards were a complete waste.

Species observed without an interference card are like ice cream without ice; they may look similar, but they are no longer worth tasting.

Ice cream without ice is just a bowl of milk; a crocodile without an interference card is just a saltwater crocodile.

If things go as expected, this species associated with the Dragon Kingdom should be the first to go extinct.

After all, even if something unexpected happens in the future, the Dragon Kingdom will no longer have the means to help observe species.

Other countries have intervention cards as a safety net, but China has nothing.

For a time, even many official surveillance efforts against the species observed by the Dragon Kingdom civilization's observers decreased significantly.

Previously, they were monitoring the situation 24 hours a day; now it's only 12 hours.

The twelve hours have been reduced to eight hours.

Eight hours has become something I only glance at when I remember.

In their view, the original crocodile was simply too inferior.

It's simply not worth wasting human resources on these records.

Although the US government continues to send people to observe the species in China, this time it feels more like a vanity project.

They just glanced at it perfunctorily, not even bothering to take notes.

Anyway, the original crocodile can't cause any trouble, so let's just watch and see.

And so, Uncle Crocodile is really going to disappear into the shadows this time.

Not only did Yuan E become invisible, but Wang Lin also became invisible.

While other observers of civilizations were still fighting for territory, bragging, and boasting, Wang Lin had already been lounging on the sofa all day.

All I do is eat snacks and drink cola, and all I do is sleep.

Viewers from other countries who occasionally want to criticize China will click into China's live stream and see a teenager sprawled on a sofa and a group of crocodiles soaking in water.

There was no fighting, no passion, and no suspense.

There's no point in slandering someone who's determined to give up.

Forget it, let's switch to a different live stream.

Official intelligence personnel from other countries also began to slack off.

Anyway, the original crocodile won't cause any trouble, so I'll just make a casual record of it.

What kind of fish did I eat today? How much fish did I eat tomorrow? What kind of fish did I eat the day after tomorrow?

I fell asleep while I was writing.

She was sleeping quite soundly.

…………

These proto-crocodiles were unaware of how humans perceived them.

Even if they knew, they wouldn't react much.

I'll say it again: what kind of junior qualifications do you have?

How many years have you lived on this planet?

How dare you speak to Grandpa Crocodile like that? If you anger Grandpa Crocodile, he will eat all the mice and make all mammal species disappear!

Humanity would then cease to exist!

However, the crocodiles had no idea what the relationship was between humans and rats; they only knew that they were content to be able to eat and drink their fill and survive.

Apart from the three original crocodile groups awakened by Wang Lin, the other original crocodiles still live in this world with only one code of conduct.

After eating and drinking to their hearts' content, they happily laid up their hands and relaxed.

Sunbathing in the afternoon and soaking in water in the evening.

Eat fish when you're hungry, drink water when you're thirsty.

No fighting, no turf wars, and no sticking your neck out.

If anyone bullies them, they run away.

Run into the water, run into the mud, run to any place the other cannot catch up with.

The main strategy is to survive.

No, there was another original crocodile who didn't just think that way.

It still has a great grudge to settle, and it wants revenge!

Our focus shifts back to our little stomach crocodile.

Ever since it finally killed its nemesis, Little Waterdramon, and was preparing to enjoy the fruits of its victory, only to have it snatched away by Dogjawmon, this original crocodile has now formed a grudge against Dogjawmon.

From that day on, the once carefree Little Crocodile dreamed of killing a canine-jawed beast to avenge being robbed of his prize.

It spends its days soaking in the river, its eyes fixed on the bank, waiting for the canine-jawed beast to come and drink.

I spend more time looking at the surface of the water than at the bottom, and the fish aren't eating much anymore.

I used to eat eight fish a day, now I eat two, and spend the rest of my time watching the shore.

It even began to learn camouflage, disguising itself to look even more like a piece of wood than a piece of wood.

While other crocodiles simply lay motionless on the river surface, this one even adjusted its breathing.

The height of its nose above the water was accurate to the millimeter, its mouth was tightly closed, and even its tongue was retracted.

From the shore, it looks like a piece of wood.

A piece of wood that has grown eyes.

However, during this period, the canine jaw beasts in this area have been attacking each other for some time now, and they have been sticking together.

Even when they drink water, they drink together in groups of more than a dozen, with some drinking and others keeping watch, their coordination as seamless as a criminal gang.

Three are drinking water, three are staring to the left, three are staring to the right, and three are staring ahead.

If it were just one canine jaw beast, the original crocodile might still choose to launch a powerful attack. In a one-on-one situation by the water, it felt it had a 50% chance of success.

Biting its neck and dragging it into the water, then rolling and strangling it to death—this is its specialty.

But when facing a dozen or so canine jawed beasts, it's entirely possible to accidentally mess things up.

A 50% chance of success becomes zero, and a powerful strike becomes suicide.

It was spotted before it even got close, and then a dozen or so canine-jawed beasts swarmed it and tore it to pieces.

So the original crocodile didn't even get a chance.

It could only continue cosplaying as a wooden figure with endless resentment, while staring at the canine-jawed beasts drinking water.

His eyes were fixed straight ahead, his pupils filled with hatred.

one day.

Two days.

Three days.

…………

A week.

Two weeks.

Three weeks.

…………

The canine-jawed beasts come to drink water every day, always in large groups.

The crocodile watched them drink every day, but returned empty-handed each time.

Its gaze shifted from fervor to anxiety, from anxiety to silence, and from silence to an unfathomable coldness.

If looks could kill, these hound-jawed beasts would have died a hundred thousand times over.

The crocodile remembered everything clearly: how many times they drank water, the angle at which they opened their mouths, and the teeth they showed when they yawned.

The crocodile even remembers which leg it steps with first when drinking water.

The crocodile even felt a pang of resentment towards itself for being so weak that it couldn't even protect its own food.

If it were ten meters long, it would go ashore and eat all those dogs.

They eat them one by one, crushing the bones without spitting out even the crumbs.

It would be great if it could become stronger.

It may never be able to become stronger in combat.

Its size is already fixed; no matter how much fish it eats, it will never grow into a ten-meter-long crocodile.

This is determined by genes, and cannot be changed by eating fish.

However, if one wants revenge, it is still possible.

It's not about strength, it's about brains.

For example, this morning, Yuan E discovered that his chance for revenge had come.

One of the canine jawed beasts did not follow the herd but came to the riverbank alone.

The canine jawed beast appeared to have strayed from its pack; its left hind leg was slightly lame, and it walked with a limp.

Its fur was much duller than its companions', and its ribs were faintly visible, clearly indicating that it had been marginalized by the group after being injured and unable to get enough food.

It lowered its head, carefully walked to the riverbank, and looked around.

After finding nothing dangerous or unusual, it lowered its head and began to drink water.

And there was a piece of wood in the water, slowly drifting towards it.