Chapter 4: Hunt

The cymbal was indeed a pig, and Caesar made a snoring sound from the wild boar in the jungle. This was not magic, but a hunting method he had devised during this time.
The dinosaurs have a very wide sound range. By delicately controlling the air flow and vibration channels of the larynx, they can almost imitate the sound of most creatures.
Of course, most dragons will not do this. The neighing of other creatures is also a shame to them, but Caesar has no psychological burden in this regard.
This is why he left the river to enter the jungle and chose carnivorous mammals to hunt. Although he can also mimic the sound of fish, it is difficult to attract suitable prey in Mizusawa.
"嗬, 嗬 ..."
Caesar kept breathing slowly.
The jungle's rheumatism is hot and humid, and soon, the prey is hooked.
Take a jungle tiger.
This king of the previous food chain on the earth in the previous life can only be reduced to the existence of the lower layer of the pyramid. In the dark areas, the jungle tiger plays the role of predator more.
Although the scales are immature, they are still tenacious. Even if they are young dragons, they have great power. This gives Caesar a certain confidence that he has the capital to defeat all beasts that are similar to his body.
As long as the other party is not a violent species.
The ferocious creature is a general term for a series of special fortified creatures. Maybe the red dragon cubs can, but he knows that the black dragon of his age can definitely not provoke a monster of that level. Several ferocious wolves have the ability to kill him .
Fortunately, the hook is just a common carnivorous creature, wild tiger.
After careful observation, Caesar judged that the target was similar to the South China tiger seen in previous lives. His body was orange and black with black stripes. The arched back muscles showed the powerful strength of this guy. The tiger heard the howl of the wild boar. He was sniffing closer to where Caesar was.
Caesar controlled the flow of breath and continued to whisper, making a gentle and rhythmic sound. Obviously, this "wild boar" did not find anything unusual.
Amidst the shrubs, Caesar hidden in the dirt watched the tiger pacing, approaching silently, and gradually reached the tiger's range.
In the next second, the wild tiger stopped, staying within its own safe distance.
Was he found?
No, it ’s just that the nature of mammals is cautious. Despite the current cuisine, the tiger knows that he has never been the king of the jungle, so it stands still, his body is tight, and he starts pacing and moving, and observes carefully.
What should I do? Or keep waiting?
The tiger ’s move made Caesar in a dilemma. He was a complete novice. If he saved it directly at this time, he was not sure if he could hit it in one shot. If the killing failed, a young dragon would want to catch up with the adult cat. Animal, almost impossible.
But if the prey notices something different and flees directly, he waits for half a day and then dies.
"Can't rush, can't rush."
Caesar comforted herself, forcibly suppressed the chaotic thoughts, calmed down, and at the same time slightly changed the tone of the wild boar, making a sharp hiss.
The prey seems to be in pain, seems to have been injured, and is entangled in the bush?
The idea emerged from the limited thoughts of the tiger, and after tens of seconds of confusion, it couldn't wait any longer, rushing for two steps, then arched its spine and plunged directly into the bush.
"Roar!"
The howling tiger shook the jungle.
It's a pity that it is not a rich food, but a fatal trap waiting for you.
The next moment when the fierce tiger leaped, the soil in front of it turned open, and the swarthy young dragon bumped into it, and the sharp claws inserted its soft fur as soon as possible.
Obviously, tigers growing in the jungle have never seen such insidious dragons. They were caught by surprise and their abdomen was torn cleanly.
Soon after, Caesar rolled with it, disregarding the fierce struggle of the tiger, and in the continuous sound of the tiger howling, he growled and broke his cervical spine.
"Success."
I waited until the end of it, and the young chick released the soft and dying tiger and lay down on the ground again, pulling her tail slowly, exhaling slowly.
This hunt is not a waste for a dragon, but the real stress comes from the mental burden.
In the previous life, let alone a tiger, Caesar has not even killed a chicken. Don't look at this guy who has no fear of horror, but it is only because of the relationship between his parents. The fierce tiger at the top of the food chain fights for life and death, he can't support it mentally.
"It's still too tender."
Caesar whispered, remembering afterwards that the wild tiger had actually been sentenced to death since the moment he plunged into the bushes, and he could be as casual and casual as a real predator, biting the other's Neck, there is no need to roll and fight, it takes a lot of trouble.
Learn from experience and reflect on mistakes.
Caesar squinted for a moment to review. After a short pause for thought, the little chick dragon sipped the blood that was constantly flowing from the tiger's wound, and then grabbed the successful prey and exited the jungle as quickly as possible.
He didn't dare to eat in situ. In the murky dark forest, the blood will attract more predators. God knows what terrible creatures there are. Today Caesar is really not powerful, and he must always be cautious.
So, even though the belly was hungry and unbearable, and a lot of fresh tiger blood was lost on the bumpy road, Caesar still could not hold back his distress, dragging the tiger carcass back and forth.
Time passed in the jungle shuttle until he returned safely to the swamp and reached the sphere of influence covered by the black dragon mother Long Wei. Then he finally breathed a sigh of relief. UU reading www.uukanshu.com put down his hanging heart and couldn't wait to start eating.
What kind of experience is it for Black Dragon to swallow fresh meat?
It's like a person who always eats boiled meat. For the first time, you can taste the taste of chili fried meat.
Caesar squinted his eyes. The sensory system of the Black Dragon made him not very repulsive to eat rotten meat, but the red meat made him feel more tender and delicious, making the dragon want to stop.
I do n’t know if I will eat cooked meat one day, will there be tears?
He tilted his head, blood was still around the corner of his mouth, and was amused by his own thoughts. He laughed a lot. It seems that it is good to be a dragon. At least he can eat all over the world. There is no need to worry about being too spicy and sour.
However, Caesar, who had not been happy for a short time, quickly turned his face and became frustrated. The little young dragon sighed, drew his head, and swung to the river bank.
Because ... it's time to eat soil after eating, growing pains, my slightly sour childhood.
Nausea, this thing is really ...
The sky gradually darkened, and Caesar returned to his little corner in the black dragon's lair to rest, and the two young dragons were sleeping under the black dragon's maiden's wings, making a loud grunt.
Caesar was tired from the jungle walk, and he curled up on the ground, and soon fell into a deep sleep.
I didn't know how long it took, and Caesar's consciousness gradually became sober again. He realized that he was no longer in the black dragon's lair, and looked around, and there was only an indelible darkness around him.
There is a light source in front of me.
He Caesar was not surprised. In fact, since he arrived in this world, every sleep would have the same dream, with the body of the black dragon, came to this uninhabited and dark place of Liao.
I was just different this time. There was light in the darkness.