Jurassic Descent: I Can Evolve in My Dreams - Chapter 7

Chapter 7: Chuck’s Goods

Translator: Langshare Editor: Langshare

“Brother, why did Chuck recommend you to those people from the city?” Holly opened the curtain and walked out.

“I don’t know either.” Haman shook his head and looked at the back of the group of people. “Maybe he wants to build a relationship with the people from the city.”

Haman was indeed the hunter who hunted the most in the town.

But he was not the best because he got these prey on his fearless spirit.

Maybe Chuck had some ulterior motives since he had recommended Haman to the city people.

Maybe he just wanted to build a good relationship with the city people, or perhaps he wanted Haman to get in touch with them, which was still uncertain.

“So Chuck has bad intentions?” Holly asked in confusion.

“It’s hard to say.” Haman touched Holly’s head and said, “You have to remember that you shouldn’t listen to what others say in this wilderness. You have to see what they do!”

They walked into the cave, and Holly lay on the only bedding. Haman was on watch in the first half of the night, and it was Holly’s turn in the second half.

“Brother.” Holly lay on the bedding and raised his head. “Chuck may not be trying to harm you, right?”

Haman glared at him. “Of course, I know him so well since we have been together for so many years.”.

Since Chuck had done such a thing today, Haman would go looking for trouble.

Haman pondered for a while. “Holly, the most important thing for people to live in the world is to have a clear conscience. If you feel guilty, then tell yourself to remove it.”

Holly:”???”

When he heard the first half of the sentence, Holly still looked like he was listening to his edification respectfully. Still, his second half of the sentence stunned him.

Perhaps this was Haman.

In this era of cannibalism, perhaps you could only live a better life like this.

Every thorn on Haman’s body was an injury that he had once suffered. It was the growth and experience that each lesson had left for him.

…

It was late at night.

Haman and Holly changed shifts. And it was the only time Haman had slept normally in all these years.

In the past, he would pass out directly.

Not only that, but he also had a dream. In the plan, he was with Holly.

There was a vegetable field that belonged to them in a valley. They also kept a few chickens of standard size before the cataclysm.

Holly held a fat cat in his arms. Then they squatted at the door of the thatched cottage and watched the little yellow dog catching a butterfly in the yard.

…

“Don’t forget your lunch.” Haman put the black pot on Holly’s back and smoothed his hair.

“Okay.” Holly took out the roasted potatoes and put them in Haman’s arms. “You have to be careful too. Don’t get hurt.”

After saying goodbye to Holly, Haman walked out of the town.

The cave they lived in was actually in the second circle of the town.

And those who lived in the brick houses in the innermost circle were, of course, the rich.

The cave houses in the second circle were where Haman and the others lived. Those who could live here were people who didn’t go mining.

Because these cave houses needed to be dug out by themselves, so no one would help them without money.

And those who went mining wouldn’t have the strength to dig a cave.

The third circle referred to the outermost one.

It was the most chaotic place.

The miners were lazy people who wanted nothing more than to get something for nothing, they were thieves, bandits, and so on, and they all lived in this circle.

And this was a lawless place, no matter it was day or night.

Even the guards of the market town never came here to patrol because it was unnecessary.

The area of this circle was more significant than the two circles inside combined.

This area was with strange-shaped sheds, and many of them were even haystacks.

You didn’t need someone on watch when you slept here since it was useless.

On the contrary, if someone were on watch, others would suspect that you had hidden treasures, and in the end, a group of thieves and robbers.

When you stepped out of a circle of fences made of bones, there was a wilderness outside.

As long as you stepped out of this fence, you would find that dinosaurs would rule the world outside, and there would be no place for humans.

After stepping out of the fence, Haman felt as if he had returned home.

He was more familiar with the wilderness than the market town.

He raised his head and glanced at the Sun. It was still at the peak of the Eastern Mountain. It should be six o’clock in the morning.

The yellow clothes on Haman’ quickly blended into the withered grass in the wilderness.

He crushed a withered grass and threw it into the air. And it fluttered in the breeze to the east.

He then hid in the west of a big rock to prevent himself from discovering other dinosaurs.

Humans in the wilderness were not at the top of the food chain. Only the dinosaurs were the true hunters.

If Haman could not hide his tracks, he would become someone else’s prey in the blink of an eye.

Nestling in the depression of the big rock, Haman slowed his breathing and waited quietly for his prey.

Suddenly, he heard a faint sound of footsteps.

According to Haman’s experience, the owner of such footsteps would not be too big.

Only creatures weighing less than 10 kilograms could make such a sound.

If it were a dinosaur, only young dinosaurs would make such a sound.

Finally, today’s prey had arrived.

It was already his third trap today.

Because the first two preys were too big, he had to give up.

A young Velociraptor that was only 70 centimetres long appeared in front of him. It was staring at the meat in the trap.

It was a part of the parvicursor that had been left behind yesterday.

The Young Velociraptor looked at the piece of meat that was no longer fresh, and there was some desire in its eyes.

It was difficult for it to get enough food in the group at this age.

Only when all the dinosaurs that were bigger were complete would it be its turn to eat.

Finally, it didn’t feel so terrified as it found the food in front.

It moved with its soft claws, used its sparse and short teeth to tear at the flesh before its eyes.

However, it did not realize that one of its legs had already fallen into the trap.

Just as it was struggling to eat the flesh, Haman pulled the rope at his hand with great force.

A leather noose suddenly contracted and wrapped around the velociraptor’s ankle.

The velociraptor felt dizzy and was still biting on the flesh, but it was already hanging upside down from a tree.

The moment Haman pulled on the rope, he rushed out of his hiding place like a cheetah.

Then he pounced in front of the velociraptor and clamped his slender neck under his armpit.

He used a lasso to tie its big mouth tightly and then a leather bag to cover the head.

Then he used a rope to tie the bag tightly around the neck. After all, dinosaurs could not suffocate.

In just a minute, Haman had pierced the ten-kilogram velociraptor into a lump of meat.

And he ensured that the velociraptor could not move except for its eyes.

Then he bent himself as he held the meatball in his arms, trying his best to calm his chaotic breath due to the intense movement just now.

At the same time, he took out a pack of green ointment and applied it to his body and the meatball.

It was Holly’s green ointment, which was used to cover the smell with the smell of rotten grass.

No animal in the wilderness would like this smell, of course, including Haman.