Shen Ping sat on the stone bed and began to think. His limited knowledge and experience were just so-so. He could still tremble when he encountered primitive people, but when he encountered a civilization that crossed planets, he was simply an idiot.
If he was described as a demon, he would definitely be an old demon. His small body was tougher than metal, and his strength was beyond normal.
Shen Ping did not pay much attention to the departure of the Iron Blood Warriors. As long as they did not use any weapons of mass destruction against him, he would not be afraid even if his clan leader came.
The next morning, Shen Ping had breakfast. There were more animals in spring, but he did not idle. Now that he was getting stronger, he had to at least pursue something. He dug by the stream a few meters below the canyon. As the four sharp claws dug, gravel and soil flew everywhere.
An irregular pond slowly formed. It was not very deep, only less than two meters deep. It was mainly large, with a radius of two acres. Shen Ping rolled around on the ground, using his heavy body to press down on the soft soil, forcefully making the pond more than ten centimeters deeper.
A stream of water was drawn into the pond. He didn't know if it would be possible for a pond of one to two acres to extend into the dense forest.
He had been building ponds for more than a month. He even dug a few ponds in the stream above the canyon.
That's right, he wanted to raise fish. Although the deep pool was safe now, and the multi-fin fish were big, it was a pity that the space was limited. When the number reached its peak, he still mainly hunted for jerky during the winter. It was spring now, and there was plenty of food. If he raised a batch, he was afraid that those little dragons would come and steal the fish.
However, Shen Ping had his own ideas. Since he could survive in the stream and not be caught in one go, he must have his own survival skills. As long as he was not caught in one go, a pond could at least provide some fish. At a depth of two meters, the little dragon flinched, and the big dragon was tasteless. It wasn't far from Shen Ping's residence, and he might be killed and fed to the fish at any time.
Two meters deep was too easy for Shen Ping's sharp claws. He could dig a pond in a day.
After more than a month of hard work, Tanghulu-like ponds were scattered all over the cliff. Due to the limited flow of the stream, it took two to three days to fill a mouthful. Fortunately, Shen Ping was not in a hurry. He had many things to do.
Every day, after his training, he would catch a basket of fish and put them in the pond. This kind of multi-fin fish could survive for a day or two out of water, just like the lungfish in Africa. They could still run out of the mud wall to survive during the rainy season.
His weight, which had not increased for a long time, began to soar again, and his appetite also began to increase. He could not understand how he could eat so much food at his age. He could not help but dig twenty or thirty ponds in a row, hoping to survive the long winter.
It had been more than a hundred years. It was only now that Shen Ping felt like a human and not a wild beast, a honey badger. The flowers were planted, the house was built, the cemetery was dug, and now there were so many fish. It would be perfect if there were fruits to eat.
He was the busiest during the flowering season every year, and he was busy hunting in the winter. No matter how he thought about it, there was no free time all year round.
Shen Ping had never stopped training. He wanted to see if there was a limit. Or rather, he did not want to die. He could only cooperate with the Blood Orchid to make his cells full of vitality and not age so quickly.
In recent years, the plains had reached the lush season, and Tyrannosaurs had begun to appear. Shen Ping could not help but be puzzled. He felt that when he first arrived, Tyrannosaurs had just appeared on this planet, and those Allosaurs were about to leave the stage of history. Otherwise, why was there no trace of a Tyrannosaurus rex in the past, but now it was starting to appear here? Could it be that it had migrated from another place? Or perhaps he had recognized the wrong species. After all, he was a student with limited knowledge.
Shen Ping looked at the huge carnivorous dragon that was seven to eight meters tall and more than ten meters long. He was filled with emotions. If he was not a match for it in the past, it probably would not be able to bite him now. If it swallowed him in one bite, it would be courting death. Holding his breath for two hours was enough for him to eat the Overlord Dragon's heart and liver clean.
He did not have the desire to kill it. It was summer, not winter. He had to be thrifty and prevent waste. In addition, the feed in the pond did not need so much meat.
The multi-fin fish was not eaten every day. It liked to lie motionless in shallow waters and could be raised after a few days of eating.
Shen Ping slowly approached a creature that weighed three to four tons on the ground. He would not chase after it if he could ambush it. This was a Bone Back Dragon with exposed bone cuticle all over its body. Its tail was a bone hammer. Shen Ping grinned. Good stuff. Now, he didn't need a stone hammer anymore. It was always broken. He didn't need to use his bare hands to smash something.
The arrow that left the bow jumped out from the grass. In a flash, the two collided. The herbivorous dragon's tail had yet to get into its attacking position when its small head was smashed by Shen Ping's claw.
Its huge body fell to the ground, and with a push on its shoulder, it walked towards the pond. Its intestines were torn open, and its internal organs were grabbed and thrown into a pond. After eating the liver and carrying the corpse, there was not a single pond left. Only the deep pool in the valley fed the most, but they were all some indigestible skins. Fortunately, there were many fish and they were big enough to eat.
He also had a full meal, washed it clean, and brought the rest of the meat back to the stone house. The cool tomb below him could still last for two days on such a hot day.
Following that, he began his homework for the day. As he was doing it, Shen Ping had a flash of inspiration. He secretly cursed himself for being stupid. There were rocks at the bottom of the cliff. If he dug a stone chamber and collected ice cubes in winter, he could make an ice cellar in summer to have some fun. He could even store food. This small mountain was cold in winter and hot in summer.
In the past, he was afraid of the annual snake gathering. He was no longer afraid. He was really stupid to not know how to be flexible.
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