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Volume 2 The Crocodile King Shows His Power - The Jungle Chapter 5 The Magical Track

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    Calling that thousand-year-old turtle to the sea?  Yang Qian is definitely not looking for death.  At least that¡¯s what he thinks.  Since he imprisoned the little turtle and tried to kill it, he was only punished by a water column. It can be seen that this big turtle is definitely much easier to talk to than he thought.  Of course, no matter how easy it is to talk to, he is still a giant beast. He can spray a mouthful of water hundreds of meters and cause several somersaults on his own. Yang Qian has no intention of challenging others' bottom line. It is still necessary to keep a proper distance.  He shouted while standing at the place where he was hit by the water column just now.  The waves of the sea surge, and the voice of the crocodile demon is extremely destined.  "Come out" "You're such a big man, you can't be so petty, right? What can you say?" "" As the sun sets, the big crocodile demon standing on the beach is like a resentful woman calling out to the one who has never returned.  My dear man, he just cried blood and expressed resentment every word.  Yang Qian felt extremely regretful at this moment.  The more he thinks about it now, the more he feels that the old turtle is a wise creature, with such a strong mental power, and he acts under the radar. In short, Yang Qian can't describe the feeling this old turtle gives him. Anyway, he is standing on the beach now.  I was shouting and thinking, and the more I thought about it, the more I thought so.  ¡°If he had known that there was such an old turtle behind the ¡°little turtle¡± that was several times bigger than himself, Yang Gan would not have captured it and brought it ashore for some torture.  It¡¯s too late to regret now. After shouting for so long, the old turtle didn¡¯t come out. He probably didn¡¯t intend to see me again.  In the next few days, Yang Gan and a few companions set up camp on this beach.  There is always prey on the seaside, and you can even go to the cliff to get a few pterosaur eggs; or in a bay not far away, wait for the low tide to catch a few sea fish; or go to the river not far away.  Catch some freshwater fish and change up your diet.  It¡¯s not a bad day to watch the boundless sea with its ebb and flow every day, blow in the constant sea breeze every day, and enjoy the sunrise and sunset on the sea.  The only regret is that I know that there is a ruin under the sea, but I dare not go down and fish it out.  Before fully declaring peaceful coexistence with the two big turtles, Yang Gan felt that he needed to wait patiently before going down again to discover the ruins or something.  After all, the ruins are always there.  But he only has a small life.  I don¡¯t know how many old and young turtles there are in the sea.  Even if the old turtle doesn't pursue him, if the little turtle gathers dozens of brothers and sisters to cause trouble for him, even if he grows two more layers of scales, he won't be enough for others to bite him.  Just waiting day by day, wandering around here during the day to check the surrounding situation, or roaring at the sea a few times; practicing honestly in front of the sea at night, hoping to wake up one day and suddenly achieve  It showed the old turtle's control over his own breath.  "Chirp" "Wow" Xiaoqing and Chuxia were playing in the distance. The queen was lazily beside her, unable to cheer up, and the same was true for Yang Gan.  Although the scenery of this beach is good.  There are steep cliffs, jagged rocks, and even further away there are seaside forests, all kinds of red, green, and white.  The small forest here looks like it is made up of the same kind of trees, with similar color characteristics and looks very pure.  "It's a pity that no matter how beautiful the scenery is, there will be times when we get tired of seeing it. Yang Qian waited and waited, and finally became impatient.  It¡¯s a blessing, not a curse.  It is a disaster that cannot be avoided.  With this idea in mind, Yang Gan dove into the sea and headed straight for the ruins where the turtles were captured.  This time.  Yang Qian was no longer as cautious as last time and did not dare to move when he saw anything; this time he opened and closed directly and started destroying the ruins on the seabed.  The animals growing on the stones, whether they were plants or animals, were all partially removed so that he could directly see the surface of the stones; those corals and stones that seemed to have different shapes, he flipped over and looked at them all.  Those sea snake poisons hiding in corals, and various creatures hiding in the sand.  Without exception, they were driven out of their homes.  The entire sea area gradually turned into a turbid mess, and soon, the big crocodile demon was left alone to search for it.  Yang Gan who dared to do this was not because he was angry, nor because he was not afraid of poisonous snakes and jellyfish in the sea, but because he brought a tree down with him.  A tree by the sea with very small leaves and many branches.  Remove the roots and trim away some unnecessary branches and leaves, and you have a super broom.  Bringing such "tools" down, those several meters longEveryone with sea snakes and jellyfish must run for their lives.  Yang Gan would have been faster if he hadn't been digging while guarding against possible revenge from the little turtles.  Even so, in just two days, Yang Qian had almost cleaned up the places that could be cleaned.  After all, there is water everywhere in the sea, and it is easy to clean up things. Then the buoyancy will send it far away, but it is no different than when he was on the boulder plain, and he had to find a place to find a place for a little bit of soil.  It¡¯s a pity that the harvest here is obviously not very satisfactory.  For the ruins on the boulder plain, based on the stacking of excavated stones, it is possible to tell where is the yard, where is the house, etc.  And here, it's just a few rocks.  "Maybe there is still there, but Yang Gan can't clean it up at this time. It's more likely that this is the sea. Maybe there are just a few big rocks washed away by the water, and the other parts are not here at all.  Putting on the big trunk on the paws, Yang Gan floated in the turbid seawater, and used the nails to pull those patterns, hoping to see if it meant.  This pattern seems to be fixed. He has seen it in the Boulder Plain, and it is still the same here.  It¡¯s just that there are only three or four patterned stones here.  The claws unconsciously moved along those strange trajectories. Yang Gan thought about it over and over again, but he still couldn't think of any meaning.  Suddenly an undercurrent surged in, and he swung his tail subconsciously. With a slight movement of his body, he got rid of the momentum brought by the current.  When he used his paws to touch the stripes carved on the stone wall again, he found that his paws had never left the stone wall at all, but had been moving along a carved mark.  He was suddenly startled.  After a while, he began to devote himself wholeheartedly to imitating those stripes. When the water gradually became clear, he left the bottom of the sea, and then turned his head on top of the stone slabs and looked at the stripes carefully.  Then his tail swung slightly, and his body drew a strange arc in the sea water.  He is imitating the trajectory of those stripes.  This is his whim.  In fact, if any intelligent being has been alone for many years and has not gone crazy, then it is not surprising that he has any weird ideas.  Just now, when the undercurrent came, he just swung his tail habitually to offset the momentum of those currents. Maybe because he had been unconsciously imitating those trajectories, his movements had a hint of imitation.  As a result, he found that it seemed that this action could better offset the power brought by the undercurrent in the sea water.  Once, twice, three times It was just a momentary whim. When he started to really let his body swim according to those trajectories, he found that when the undercurrent in the sea water came, he could become more comfortable.  It was getting late, and the surrounding vision had become much worse, but Yang Qian, who was immersed in these strange patterns, still didn't notice it, and tirelessly allowed himself to repeat each action.  When he discovered that there was an extra turtle not far away from him, he was almost scared to death.  Almost instantly, he swung his tail and quickly moved away from the turtle, and then became wary of the big turtle.  It should be the little turtle that was captured by him. It seems that this guy is definitely not here to visit him.  Because at this time, it was using the cover of the corals on the seabed to approach me. If I hadn't just cleaned up the surrounding area, I would have been approached by it.  His sudden reaction should have surprised him. After seeing that he was on guard, the guy began to slowly retreat.     so close!  He could imagine that if he was caught by the other party, it would definitely not be a good thing. He originally thought that they had left, but it seemed that he was wrong.  Thinking about his carelessness just now, Yang Qian really wanted to slap himself, but thinking about his claws, how bad would it be if he was disfigured?  Watching the turtle leave, Yang Qian suddenly felt that the swimming trajectory of the turtle's round body also had the shadow of the stripes on the stone wall that he had just imitated.  He felt that he was starting to become suspicious, but he couldn't help but think so in his heart.  It was getting dark, and he had no intention of staying at the bottom of the sea any longer, so he turned around and quickly surfaced, rushing towards the shore.  When the sky was filled with stars at night, Yang Qian gave up on practicing, and instead kept sketching those weird lines in his mind under the starlight.  What kind of civilization is that civilization that left behind its ruins?    Yang Qian had many doubts in his mind.  There are big monsters that look like animals and plants, strange evolutionary stones, and flying dragons with wings; now there is another one added. Those weird stripes can be used when swimming in the sea.  After just the initial exercise, Yang Qian felt that his body was much more tired than usual. It seemed that if he wanted to integrate this trajectory into his instinct, he would definitely need a lot of exercise.  But this Yang Gan is not afraid. What he is afraid of is that there is nothing for him to waste his time on.  If you integrate these movements into your instincts, will you be able to swim faster in the sea and won't have to deliberately defend against sudden undercurrents?  Could it be that the builders of these ancient ruins are actually intelligent life forms of the ocean?  Thinking about it, Yang Gan couldn't help but stand up and began to experiment step by step along the striped tracks in his memory on the shore.  The answer will always be revealed, just let yourself explore bit by bit!  To be continued.  If you like this work, you are welcome to come to Qidian (.) to vote for recommendations and monthly votes. Your support is my biggest motivation.  ) ps: Please give me a monthly ticket~~
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