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Nature also has its own set of procedures for handling animal carcasses.

It decomposes and eventually becomes nutrients for the earth.

However, if there are too many rotting corpses, nature simply cannot digest them all in a short time, so it is necessary to rely on a third party to digest them.

This third party can be a dominant species at the top of the food chain or a microorganism at the bottom.

The dominant predator in the food chain will first consume the most nutritious meat, followed by scavengers that eat the scraps of meat from the bones, and then microorganisms decompose the bones.

This is a very standard and qualified procedure for dissecting a corpse.

However, there is a very frustrating situation facing this prehistoric continent.

There were just too many dead creatures; we couldn't possibly eat them all!

It's not that a single species can't finish eating it all; it's that all the organisms in the decomposition chain can't finish it all!

Logically speaking, carnivores can decompose animal carcasses in large quantities, and all carnivores were indeed working hard to eat. Southern Crossosaurus was eating, Eoraptor was eating, Lupus was eating, Caniscus was eating, and Betula was also eating.

But there were just too many dead bodies, so much so that they didn't eat much before the bodies began to rot.

They can't even eat the carcass as fast as the carcass rots.

Most carnivores don't eat carrion because it makes them sick.

After the fresh corpses were eaten, what remained were stinking, balloon-like corpses.

These things smell disgusting, let alone eat them.

There are only a few species of scavengers, and even if they were to die from overeating, they could not possibly consume all the animal carcasses in a short period of time.

If the corpses cannot be completely digested, then all the surviving species will suffer.

The rotting of animal carcasses is not frightening in itself, but rotting is often linked to viruses. And these viruses don't care whether you're a species observed by civilized observers; they treat all species equally!

Soon, the entire prehistoric continent was almost turned into a garbage dump and sewers. The plains were littered with bloated corpses and shattered pieces of flesh, the rivers were filled with whitish, rotting carcasses and viscous liquid, and the swamps were filled with rotting entrails and excrement.

When the wind blows, that smell can travel for dozens of kilometers.

Just looking at the scene, everyone felt the stench was overwhelming.

Some people tried turning down their screen brightness, some covered their noses while watching the live stream, and some simply turned off the live chat. The live chat was filled with the word "vomit".

It's just that there were no mosquitoes or flies in the Triassic period, otherwise the whole world would have been full of these two little cuties.

Without mosquitoes and flies, the corpse decomposed relatively slowly; if it had, the scene would have been unimaginable.

The corpse was crawling with maggots and swarming with flies; that scene was a hundred times more disgusting than what we see now!

If that were all, it would be fine, since neither the audience from various countries nor the observers of civilizations would actually be on-site, and naturally they wouldn't be able to smell it.

They sat in their clean rooms, drinking cola and eating snacks, watching the scenes of carnage on the screen. At most, they would frown, mutter "How disgusting," and then continue watching.

As for the species they were observing, although they could smell the stench and clearly showed their disgust, the civilized observers still gave orders to make them eat like crazy in order to allow them to develop and reproduce quickly.

Jack from America yelled at the screen, "Eat! Give me some! Even if it stinks, eat it!"

His Southern Cross dragons stood on the riverbank, looking at the whitish corpses, their noses twitching, their faces full of reluctance.

But urged on by Jack, they reluctantly took a bite, chewed it a couple of times, and swallowed it with a pained expression.

After all, when people are full of food and drink, they think of lust. Only when animals are well-fed and satisfied will they consider the matter of reproduction.

If they can't even feed themselves, they simply won't reproduce.

When an animal is hungry, its body automatically enters an energy-saving mode, using all its energy to survive and having no energy to think about mating.

Only when the body is full and has excess energy will it enter the estrus cycle.

What the civilization observers want now is for them to get pregnant and give birth as soon as possible, so that their race can grow stronger.

The number of Southern Cross Dragons needs to be restored from dozens to hundreds, the number of Caniscus Beasts needs to be restored from dozens to hundreds, and the same applies to Crocodilians, Pegasus Pteranodons, and so on!

If you don't eat, where will you get the strength to give birth?

If you don't eat your fill, how will you have babies?

From the perspective of civilization observers, it's nothing to suffer a little when observing species, as long as they can get through it.

Animals can eat raw meat, so why can't they eat carrion?

If there are no conditions, then create them!

If there are difficulties, then overcome them!

Southern Cross Dragon, Caniscus, Crocodile... They can eat fresh corpses, but they can also eat carrion!

Almost all observers of civilizations thought so, but the situation soon changed.

That afternoon, as if it had eaten some rotten food, one of the Southern Cross Dragons, which was drinking water, suddenly began to vomit violently among the species observed by the American civilization observers.

It first gagged a few times, then opened its mouth and vomited up everything it had eaten that day.

He vomited up half-digested chunks of meat, cloudy gastric juices, and blood-streaked liquid all over the floor.

After vomiting, it staggered a few steps, its legs gave way, and it lay helplessly on the ground. Its eyes were half-closed, its mouth opened and closed, and its body twitched slightly.

The situation is not optimistic.

And this is not an isolated case.

Before Jack could even worry about this Southern Cross Dragon, the other Southern Cross Dragons on the screen also started vomiting.

One after another, like dominoes. First the one that was drinking water vomited, then the one that was eating the corpse vomited, and then the one that was resting under the shade of the tree also vomited.

In less than half a day, almost all of the Southern Cross Dragons were vomiting.

It was vomited on the ground, vomited in the water, vomited on the corpses.

The entire habitat of the Southern Cross Dragon had become a sea of ​​vomit.

Jack, the observer of the American civilization, was terrified. He kept calling out to the light screen, urging the Southern Cross Dragons to stand up and not fall down!

"Get up! Get up, you bastards! You are Southern Cross Dragons! The ancestors of Tyrannosaurus Rex! You can't die here!"

His voice was practically splitting as he shouted, but the Southern Cross Dragons couldn't hear him. Even if they could hear him, they couldn't stand up.

It's not just the observed species linked to by the United States; similar situations have occurred with observed species linked to by observers from most other countries.

They seemed to have eaten something bad; they were all vomiting incessantly.

The Indian contestant's crocodile-luring performance was even worse. The crocodile-luring contestant had the largest appetite, ate the most carrion, and vomited the most.

After one of the crocodiles finished vomiting, it flipped over, belly up, with its four legs stiffly outstretched, like a dead toad.

Even the Belia dinosaurs of the John Kingdom were not spared.

Although they fly in the sky, they still need to drink water.

After drinking the contaminated water, they began to vomit in the air.

Rotten flesh and stomach acid fell from the sky, hitting the ground, the corpses, and the other animals.

That scene was absolutely disgusting.

The Pangu Continent, which had already become a garbage dump, became even more disgusting now.

Animal carcasses were mixed with excrement, vomit and putrefactive fluid, and dirt and bits of meat.

The entire plain looked like a pot of overcooked offal soup; just looking at it was enough to make you want to eat three bowls of rice—no, enough to make you lose your appetite for three days.