Bro Flattop's Interstellar Evolution
35 A race of one man

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A three-meter-tall carnivorous beast was glaring at the top of the tree. The three honey badgers were trembling in fear. They were furious and rushed over from afar. The grass and trees were flying all over the way. It was not easy for me to get a companion to die. I would be heartbroken to death. How dare you behave atrociously in my territory?

When the carnivorous dragon heard the commotion in the distance, it looked in the direction that Shen Ping had run over in puzzlement.

" Roar!" Shen Ping cursed. He jumped out of the grass and jumped a few meters high. He bared his sharp claws and his head fell to the ground. His huge body fell to the ground.

When the one on the tree saw that his boss was here and the enemy was dead, he slipped down and ran over to lick his fur.

Shen Ping's throat vibrated as he ate. The three of them happily bit the carnivorous dragon's neck.

Some simple commands could now be understood, such as eat, sleep, come over, kill it, take it away... these were common commands.

Shen Ping sniffed the air. There was no danger. He left them to eat while he went to get the Triceratops 'corpse. He couldn't waste it.

He couldn't carry the two prey that weighed a few tons, and he couldn't take much of the smaller ones with him. He couldn't dismember them on the spot, so he ate a part of them. He peeled off the rest of the skin and tore them into strips. He tied them with pieces of bloody meat and hung them on the tree.

The three little honey badgers turned their heads three times with every step they took. They looked at the flesh on the tree and were reluctant to leave. They only left reluctantly after Shen Ping kept urging them.

The hunt did not stop. If they encountered a small one, they would send three of them. If they encountered one that they could not handle, Shen Ping would personally go into battle. As the migration team left, the four honey badgers returned to their nest. After a year of growth, they had grown to a meter in length and a shoulder height of no more than 40 centimeters.

Winter was approaching. Shen Ping brought the blood orchid seeds and prepared to live in the spaceship. There was nothing else but blood orchids to eat. The 500 orchids that he planted two months ago should have bloomed.

Moving was very simple. He only had two belts, a gun, and a bag of seeds. He brought the three honey badgers back to the spaceship and opened the hatch. The five plant glass covers were filled with blood orchids. The three honeydews rushed forward and were about to pull open the glass cover, but Shen Ping stopped them. What a stupid thing. If they ruined it, they wouldn't be able to eat it in the winter.

He looked at the biological culture container behind him and wondered if he should create a race. However, according to his teaching standards and cultural level, when would he be able to create his own honey badger civilization? Outsiders would laugh to death if they didn't know about the teaching standards and educational level. How dare you speak so arrogantly even though you haven't graduated from kindergarten?

He made up his mind. At most, he would just let them live. Be it a civilization or a wild beast, he had to leave something behind. He did not believe that the last dinosaur extinction would kill all the honey badgers. He was not worried about the survival of these cloned honey badgers. After a year of observation, they were strong and had first-class adaptability. Although he did not know how many abilities they had inherited from him, at least they had sharp teeth, smell, hearing, and ultrasound. He did not know if they had thermal imaging because they would not understand even if he explained it to them.

Even if he trained them once a year, he had lived for more than a hundred years. As long as no aliens came looking for this experimental team, he could at least create a group of them and drive them to settle down elsewhere.

If he didn't care about quality, he wouldn't need to inject the blood orchid juice every day. If he produced three in 120 days, he would have nine in a year, and 90 in ten years. He would have several families to distribute them.

Shen Ping suddenly thought of what to do if he died of old age. If he couldn't give birth, he would die soon. He turned the three on the ground around and looked at them. They were all males. It didn't look like it would work. The clones didn't die of old age as quickly as the clones. Without the blood orchid, the ones that were distributed probably wouldn't live long.

He looked down at his lower body. Should he use XY? That way, there should be a male and female. However, how could he solve the problem of close relatives? There were no such fur-bearing mammals in the dinosaur era. Even the Kamikaze Pterodactyl was just feathers or fur. There was also reproductive isolation. There was no solution to self-reproduction.

Shen Ping made up his mind and decided not to bother. How would he know if he didn't try? He would try his best.

xy would not be separated, it would be a straightforward discussion, it would depend on luck, regardless of gender. This operation was extremely fierce. No embryo was not considered. The flesh of this thing could even be raised into a living body, let alone the XY that represented the inheritance of genes.

He did not feel guilty at all. No one knew what he had done anyway.

The three on the ground only became more obedient after being fed a Blood Orchid. If they still wanted to eat, Shen Ping would slap them and use ultrasound to stop them. Only then did he appease them.

After a simple exercise, Shen Ping began to explore other things. He touched wherever he found strange. Other than the cockpit, he did not dare to move around and the cultivation equipment was not moved around. He played with everything else.

There were plenty of weapons, all kinds of guns and cannons, which were useless to him. There were also two sets of small mechas, which were too flat and huge for him to sit in. There was a huge screen in the middle, and Shen Ping didn't dare to move. If it was a video call, it would be terrible if the other party saw a furry animal standing there.

This winter was filled with anticipation and busyness. With three more mouths, they would be restless if they didn't eat for two days. Shen Ping had no choice but to take them with him for half a month. How could they find prey in the snow? As for the dried meat on the tree, Shen Ping kept a close eye on them and didn't let them eat it. The others were free. Even if they brought them along, they could eat whatever they wanted from the fish pond that would take them more than ten hours to travel back and forth. They could not move the fish on the tree lightly.

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