The smell of cooking wafted out in waves, delicious enough to make anyone salivate.
For three or four days now, this has been the condition by the side of Yan Fei's vegetable greenhouse. It's as if the tomatoes that will eventually blossom and bear fruit might come into the world carrying a natural aroma of meat stew.
The once ruthless Sarcosuchus, victim of Yan Fei's poisonous hand, had been dug out. Fortunately, Yan Fei was able to treat Dinosaur World outside like a treasure and fetch anything from it at will. Otherwise, he wouldn't be able to move the huge body of the Sarcosuchus at all.
Now, the Sarcosuchus was stored in a cave by the ring-shaped lake. Cutting it open had been laborious, leaving no time to tidy things up. But it was perfectly utilized; each day, he'd cut off meat from it to eat—this proved it was not wasted in his hands.
