: Comparable to the Gourmet Master of Another World

But your Uncle Crocodile isn't afraid of that.

You should know that your Uncle Crocodile didn't just survive by hiding; he didn't just manage to stay alive this long.

The fact that the original crocodile could survive from prehistoric civilizations to the present day naturally indicates that it possessed certain abilities.

First of all, your Uncle Crocodile has an extremely strong immune system.

It's even considered defying the heavens!

How can you describe the strong immunity of crocodiles?

HIV entered your crocodile uncle's body and surrendered in less than an hour, displaying a defeat CG.

Ebola, rabies, anthrax—none of these can survive more than half a day in crocodile blood.

As for the suggestion to extract crocodile blood into human bodies to remove various viruses, it can only be said that before these viruses even die, this person is probably already a little bit like that.

Crocodiles have such a strong immune system that the human immune system simply cannot withstand that level of attack.

As for acid rain and water quality deterioration, those are just minor issues.

Crocodiles are immune to most viruses in the world, and there is no such thing as an old crocodile.

Once a crocodile reaches adulthood, it maintains its peak physical strength and bite force until the end of its lifespan, and it never ages.

There is almost no difference in fighting ability between a 100-year-old crocodile and a 20-year-old crocodile!

In fact, because of their rich experience, crocodiles become stronger as they get older!

In modern times, there was a crocodile named Gustav who even dodged bullets more than once.

As a legendary cannibal king, those who are interested can search for him on their own.

As for the food issue, your Uncle Crocodile has more to say on that.

Don't be fooled by how happily these proto-crocodiles eat, some even three meals a day. They do this purely to realize the dream of revival they sensed back then, and to grow into the prehistoric giant crocodile of their dreams as quickly as possible.

When you really run out of food, you'll realize just how resilient the crocodile is to hunger.

A well-fed crocodile can go for months without food and enter a standby mode.

The heart rate drops from forty beats per minute to two or three beats per minute, metabolism slows down to a minimum, and the energy expenditure is comparable to that of an adult mouse.

If a crocodile doesn't eat for a month, it will only lose weight, not die.

Even after two months without food, the crocodile can still lie still.

Even after three months without food, the crocodile could still breathe.

This is why a reduction in oxygen in the water doesn't actually pose a significant threat to them.

Crocodiles naturally have low oxygen consumption, and even lower in standby mode. They can survive even if the oxygen in the water is reduced by half.

Furthermore, because its body is immune to most viruses, the original crocodile can eat carrion without any problems.

Fish that have been scalded to death or animals that have drowned in water, if left to soak for several days, would be disgusting to other observed species just by smelling them, but the Protosuchus eats them with relish.

For your original crocodile grandfather, these were simply delicacies falling from the sky!

The original crocodile was comparable to the gourmet Lao Ba from another world; the stinkier it was, the more delicious it tasted, and the more rotten it was, the more enjoyable it was to eat.

After all, they can't tear apart food...

If there are ninjas in the animal kingdom, then it must be Uncle Crocodile!

Patience! Explosion! Hibernation! Adaptation! Ruthlessness!

All the essentials are included!

Therefore, the crocodile can survive in swamps for a long time, but other animals cannot.

As expected, just as if to verify Wang Lin's idea, the drawbacks of other civilization observers staying in the swamp finally appeared.

First, let's talk about the largest crocodile currently in existence.

When we first lured the crocodiles into the swamp, we were quite excited.

After all, although it smells bad here, at least you don't have to worry about being drowned by floods, burned by lava, or choked to death by volcanic ash.

As for the food issue, the most important thing right now is to survive the natural disaster; we can only make do with our stomachs for now.

With this in mind, the crocodile crawled deeper into the swamp.

Their original intention was to explore the environment, but it turned out that the seemingly calm swamp harbored the greatest danger.

The ground was covered in mud and puddles, and one could easily sink in if you weren't careful.

The surface of the swamp looks flat, but underneath it's all soft mud and deep pits.

When you step down, you might step on a hard surface or you might step into a muddy swamp.

If it were a small or swimming creature, then there would be no such concern.

Small animals are lightweight and won't sink into the mud. Even swimming creatures that do sink can swim out.

But attracting crocodiles won't work.

Crocodiles can weigh hundreds of kilograms, and if you're not careful, they can sink into the water and never get out.

Their legs are too short and their bodies too heavy; once the mud reaches above their knees, they can no longer pull themselves out.

Take this group of crocodiles as an example.

They huddled together and walked deeper into the swamp.

But the crocodile at the front suddenly lost its footing and half of its body sank into the mud.

It struggled desperately, kicking its four legs wildly, but the more it kicked, the faster it sank.

The mud instantly covered its belly, its back, and its neck.

It tried to bark, but as soon as it opened its mouth, mud poured in.

A dozen seconds later, it disappeared completely, leaving only a string of bubbles on the surface of the water.

The crocodile behind, unaware of what was happening, made a few strange noises, as if calling out to the other party. After receiving no response, it tentatively took two steps forward.

Then the second one got stuck too.

Then the third one called out a few more times, and then, not believing in the superstition, walked forward. Soon after, the third one also got stuck...

The entire crocodile herd seemed to be playing a game of whack-a-mole, with one disappearing one moment and another the next, and bubbles rising one after another on the surface of the water, like a pot boiling over.

Before long, the entire group of crocodiles disappeared.

The observers from India initially thought that the crocodile was joking with him.

He shouted a few times at the light screen, telling the crocodile to come out of the mud and stop playing hide-and-seek.

But the light screen only showed the calm surface of the swamp, without even a single bubble.

He waited for a minute.

Two minutes.

five minutes.

Ten minutes...

The crocodile never came out again.

Come out here, kid, this joke isn't funny at all!!!

He finally realized something was wrong, and his face turned pale.

Those dozen or so crocodiles, huge creatures weighing hundreds of kilograms, are gone just like that?

Not even a body was left?

It wasn't just the crocodiles that were being observed; other species as well had encountered problems.

The hound's fur began to fall off after being soaked in the swamp for only a short time.

Bacteria from the swamp water burrowed into their wounds, causing them to become inflamed, suppurate, and ulcerate.

Some canine jawed beasts have legs swollen to the size of thighs, making it impossible for them to walk; they lie on the ground panting.

Some of the canines began to develop fevers, trembled all over, had unfocused eyes, and could not even bark.

Upon seeing this, Kim Jong-tae became so anxious that he slammed his fist on the table.

He let the hound-jawed beast out of the swamp, but where could it go once it was out?

Outside there's floodwater, lava, and volcanic ash; going out means certain death.

The feet of the Southern Cross Dragon were white, soft, and rotten from being soaked in the swamp.

Parasites burrowed into the mud of the swamp, following the wound on the foot of the Southern Cross Dragon.

The Southern Cross Dragon began to swing its legs frantically, trying to shake the worms out, but the worms had already burrowed into its flesh and could not be shaken off.

Jack's face turned green as he watched the Southern Cross Dragons twitching on the screen.

He tried to get the Southern Cross Dragon out of the swamp, but its feet were already rotten and it couldn't walk. It could only lie in the swamp and wait for bacteria and parasites to slowly kill it.

All the observed species that followed the trend and hid in the swamp are dying at a visible rate.

They weren't killed by natural disasters, they were killed by the swamp.

Bacteria, viruses, parasites, and mud—these things that are usually inconspicuous become the deadliest killers in the face of natural disasters!