Chapter 632

Chapter 632: A Group of Small Fellows, But No Group Buying, What Is This All-in-One?

"Um…"

Trilobite followed the gigantic pterosaur, gazing at the customer soaring in the sky.

He wasn’t coveting her form or anything.

He was simply fulfilling his duty as a "craftsman."

"The modifications went smoothly."

"But…"

The customer flew straight into the forest.

He could only describe this behavior with four words—"looking for a beating!"

"You toothless pterosaur!"

"Fly toward the sea!"

"What were you thinking diving into the forest!?"

The toothless pterosaur was among the world’s most famous pterosaur species, frequently appearing in movies, documentaries, and games.

Many scenes depicting the "Dinosaur Era" didn’t start with a mighty Tyrannosaurus Rex. Instead, they showed a jungle, a volcano spewing smoke, and toothless pterosaurs soaring overhead.

Yet…

The image of toothless pterosaurs gliding over forests was mostly wrong.

Their habits resembled modern albatrosses. Fish bones found in their fossilized stomach contents led paleontologists to conclude they likely ate fish, seabirds, and even young Canglong from the ocean.

This flying creature had two key features.

First was the head crest atop their skulls.

It stretched backward like a tall hat, complementing their long beaks.

Though head ornaments typically attract mates, the toothless pterosaur’s crest may have served a practical purpose—like steering during flight.

Second was their size!

Though smaller than the Wind God Pterosaur, the largest toothless pterosaur species reached nine meters in wingspan!

This showcased the Pterodactyloidea suborder’s unmatched grandeur!

Of course, Trilobite’s modification…

Wasn’t that large.

The wingspan measured about 6.5 meters—similar to the "Long-headed Toothless Pterosaur" model.

Even so, such broad wings weren’t meant for forest life.

A toothless pterosaur that size in the woods…

Wouldn’t its wing membranes get torn to shreds by branches? Then become prey for medium-sized jungle predators?

"But…"

"Not necessarily."

“If it were in some smaller island jungles, the toothless pterosaur could really have walked sideways.”

“After all, pterosaurs actually had decent land movement capability.”

Pterodactyloidea and Beak Dragons differed greatly in one aspect: their wing membranes covered a smaller area. The massive membrane connecting the forelimbs, hind legs, and even between both hind legs had shrunk to form large wings covering only the forelimbs and extremely elongated fingers.

This not only enhanced their flying capability but also freed their legs, letting pterosaurs move nimbly on the ground.

“But never mind that.”

“I only handle sales and design.”

“What customers do is their own business.”

“Though…”

“Sniff… sniff…”

A fragrance drilled into Trilobite’s nostrils, making him instantly forget about the “toothless pterosaur.”

“The roast should be about done.”

“Swoosh… swoosh… swoosh…”

Seeing the changed color of the “mud shell,” Trilobite used his hind legs to sweep dried “mud ash” over the “flames.”

Soon, the blazing fire dimmed.

Several darkened “mud shells” lay exposed.

“Whack!”

“Whack!”

Trilobite snatched a mud shell and smashed it hard against the ground.

“Crash—!”

The mud shell shattered, revealing the dark “leaf” wrapped inside—and within it, the richly aromatic “roast”!

“Damn!”

“It smells so good!”

“Can’t hold back anymore!”

“Ah—mm—!”

Trilobite wolfed down the meaty chunk in one gulp.

“Hmm—!?”

The leaf’s unique freshness and earth’s fragrance seeped into every layer of meat, delivering unmatched flavor to his tongue!

As for the meat itself…

“Mmph… mmph…”

Tender, fragrant, and bursting with juices—each bite sent savory broth and succulent meat sliding across his tongue, letting his whole mouth savor the deliciousness.

“Ah—!”

“Amazing!”

"This was a hundred times better than the stuff I used to barbecue carelessly!"

"One more piece…"

"Thud…"

"Munch…"

Trilobite was instantly captivated by his own "skill," completely ignoring the still-scorching "mud shell." He braved the steaming heat, snatched them up one after another, cracked them open, plucked out the savory roasted meat wrapped in "leaves," and gulped it down after a couple of mock-chews.

As a saber-toothed Xuanhan Dragon, Trilobite lacked chewing muscles and couldn’t truly chew like most creatures. But he could snap his jaws open and shut to mimic the motion.

Exhausting? Absolutely. Wild beings rarely wasted stamina on pure indulgence, but Trilobite did.

Soon, he faced a harsh reality…

"Trilobite, oh Trilobite…"

"How could you sink so low!"

"Where’s your grand mission to protect conservation areas and halt the Marine Invasion!?"

"Enough—time for action!"

"First…"

"Huh!?"

Trilobite swore he genuinely meant to tackle world-saving deeds this time.

But troublemakers kept interrupting.

This round…

One…

No…

"Chirp—!"

"Chirp—!"

"Chirp—!"

One, two…

Five, ten…

Soon, Trilobite lost count.

The grass rustled with "little creatures" chirping at him—slender, long-necked beings hopping into view.

They reminded Trilobite of Jurassic Park’s minuscule yet vicious Compsognathus.

"Course, you’re not Compsognathus…"

"But…"

For once, Trilobite didn’t recognize them instantly.

His vision was poor, and they were tiny; he had to crouch low for a clear look.

Then…

【New consultation request. Accept?】

"Obviously!"

"In the system, I’ll see them clearly without crouching."

"Still…"

Something felt off in the system’s data.

"So many little ones—is this a bulk order!?"

"Combo deal?"

"Ah! Got it!"

"You’re documentary superstars!"