ATPnovel Chapter 117 This guy is too fierce!
Chapter 117 This guy is too fierce!
[Host: Chen Fei]
[Identity: Sub-adult male lion]
[Energy Points: 1641↑]
The third is the rhinoceros.
To be precise, it was a solitary male rhinoceros, estimated to weigh over two tons. It had a temper even worse than a bison, and it would charge at anything in its path, even creating a ditch on the west side of the pool, making it impossible to move.
A direct confrontation?
I don't know if my indestructible body can withstand it.
A two-ton thing can weigh up to 30 tons with a full-force impact, enough to crack bones into eight pieces.
Chen Fei found a large rock upwind, lay down next to it, turned his body temperature control to the maximum, and pressed his body surface temperature down to be about the same as the surface temperature of the rock, making him seem invisible.
Then we just wait.
Rhinos have terrible eyesight and rely entirely on their sense of smell to detect threats. If their sense of smell tells them there's a rock nearby, they'll believe it's a rock without a second thought.
It wobbled over, less than a meter away from Chen Fei, and bent down to rub against the minerals on the ground, completely unaware that the "stone" next to it had two more claws than yesterday.
Chen Fei suddenly stood up from the side, his claws gleaming with heat, and slapped the rhinoceros's nose.
A rhinoceros's nose is very soft and easily hurt.
It cried out in pain, jumped back like a startled rabbit, glanced around but found no source of threat, took a few more steps back, snorted, turned and walked away very fast, its steps faltering.
Chen Fei lay back down beside the rock, watching it walk away, and chuckled to himself: "Just a tap on the nose to make it feel pain, I'm so kind... After all, when I unify the entire grassland, these will all be my underlings."
[Host: Chen Fei]
[Identity: Sub-adult male lion]
[Energy Points: 1658↑]
The fourth is a pack of wild dogs.
They take the initiative and target the largest group, spreading across the mountains and plains like a dark cloud. Normally they only scavenge leftovers, but with twenty-three of them, they stop at just picking up scraps and become incredibly bold, daring to steal anything.
They wandered aimlessly along the eastern border of the Alliance for two days, tentatively pushing their way in. Every time they were spotted by Alliance patrols, they would retreat, only to come back again, like flies, driving everyone crazy.
Chen Fei had long since figured out the bark of their leader dog; the tone was so distinct that he could tell it was the boss giving orders.
"One day is enough," he thought to himself.
On the morning of the third day, the pack of wild dogs returned, spreading out outside the border, preparing for another round of probing, each one with shifty eyes.
Chen Fei lay down in the grass upwind, took a deep breath, lowered his head, and shouted like the lead dog, his sense of direction pressing towards the back of the pack of wild dogs. The tone was urgent, with a warning frequency, just like the lead dog was chasing up from behind and giving a retreat signal.
The pack of wild dogs reacted faster than he had anticipated.
The three dogs in the front row stopped almost simultaneously, their ears snapping back like radar. Then the entire pack of wild dogs began to retreat, moving incredibly fast. The dogs in the back row turned and ran, and the ones in the front row quickly followed. Within thirty seconds, all twenty-three wild dogs had retreated out of the boundary line, disappearing completely without a trace.
Chen Fei lay prone in the grass, watching them run away. He flicked his tail twice on the ground, quite pleased with himself: "Didn't even break a hair, took down twenty-three of them. This was a good deal, pretty good."
[Host: Chen Fei]
[Identity: Sub-adult male lion]
[Energy Points: 1672↑]
The fifth is a venomous snake.
Not just one, but a whole nest! They live in the crevices of the rocks on the south side of the Alliance Pool. They are puff-bellied vipers, one of the deadliest snakes in Africa. Their venom is hemorrhagic and works incredibly fast. There is no antidote available; if you touch one, you're done for.
Chen Fei first discovered this nest of snakes because the lioness with the old scar almost stepped on them, which scared her so much that her face turned white.
"Keeping this thing around is just asking for trouble," Chen Fei thought to himself. He walked towards the rocks, lay down on the ground, and adjusted his aura to match the frequency of a snake's perception.
Snakes use heat to sense objects. By pressing their body temperature down to the same level as a rock, they become invisible to snakes.
He inserted his right forepaw into the crevice in the rock, where the heat concentrated at the tip of his paw, raising the temperature to over forty-five degrees Celsius. He slowly swept it through the crevice, as if warming himself by a fire.
Snakes are most afraid of high temperatures; they panic as soon as they feel heat.
They emerged from the other side of the rock crevice, seven in total, the largest nearly 1.5 meters long. They darted like arrows into the grass to the south, moving incredibly fast, disappearing in no time, leaving no time to escape.
Chen Fei pulled his claw out, shook it, and sniffed the tip of his claw. There was no venom residue left.
"Clean and efficient." He breathed a sigh of relief. "From today onwards, we can finally walk safely on the south side of the Alliance without having to worry about stepping into a snake pit."
The sixth is another pride of lions.
This wasn't a small, insignificant group; it was a mature pride of eleven lions, led by two adult males, with their territory in the southwest of the alliance. Recently, with the dry season and prey scarce, they had begun encroaching on Chen Fei's territory, trying to steal food.
The two adult male lions together weighed about three times his weight.
Chen Fei waited on the border for a day and figured out the two lions' cooperative tactics: one would suppress from the front, while the other would flank and launch a sneak attack. It was a standard two-man cooperative tactic with nothing new.
"Trying to play this game? I'll play along." He thought to himself, deciding to deal with the flank first.
The creature on the flank hadn't expected its target to charge towards it, and its pace immediately became erratic, as if it had panicked. Chen Fei's explosive sprint landed right on its side, the heat concentrated on the tip of his claw, drawing a line across the muscle group on the outside of its shoulder blade. It wasn't a fatal blow, but it was enough to temporarily disable its right forelimb, making it unable to run properly.
The one on the flank staggered, let out a low growl of pain, and dared not charge forward. It retreated several steps, rendered unable to fight.
The person on the other side paused for a second, just that one second, and that was enough!
Chen Fei immediately turned, unleashing a low-frequency shockwave that sounded like muffled thunder. The pace of the person in front of him also became disordered; their front knee sank down a bit, not completely giving way, but their speed noticeably slowed, and their momentum weakened considerably.
Just then, the swelling in my jawbone reached its peak, as if it were about to explode.
He seized his opportunity and bit down on an old steel cable attached to the neck and back of the animal in front of him... It was one the survey team had used to secure the cable in this area, and it was already rusty. Heat rushed into his jaw, and he pushed hard to the sides.
click!
The steel cable snapped!
The fracture surface is a composite of thermal melting and mechanical force, with rolled edges and clearly visible serrations. The metal fibers of the steel cable are scattered at the fracture, resembling a metal flower, which looks quite frightening.
[Host: Chen Fei]
[Identity: Sub-adult male lion]
[Energy Points: 1700↑]
"Jawbone evolution, unlocked!"
The two lions exchanged a glance, their eyes filled with apprehension. They dared not charge forward any further, but instead took a few steps back and led the entire pride southwest without looking back, like stray dogs.
The broken pieces of steel cable lay on the ground, the ends facing upwards, gleaming brightly, as if afraid others wouldn't see them.
On the southwestern border of the alliance, Big Head was patrolling the outskirts with Wanderer Armor.
This was the third time Big Head had led the team independently, and the first two times things went wrong. The first time, he went the wrong way on patrol and ended up going in a huge circle before finally getting back; the second time, he waited for almost forty minutes at the entrance of a warthog's hole, hoping it would come out, which resulted in wasting the entire patrol time, and he got a scolding from Sel when he got back.
This time he didn't go the wrong way, nor did he linger at any cave entrance for more than ten seconds; he was very well-behaved.
He walked at the front, his steps much more steady than before, his ears constantly darting around, taking in all the sounds around him, not daring to be careless.
There's the scent of a lone male leopard in the vicinity. It's been there for two days, and it smells fresher today, so it's probably not far away.
Big Head stopped, sniffed, and determined the direction of the scent: "East-northeast, about 150 meters away, this guy hasn't left yet."
He didn't confront the scent head-on. Instead, he circled around in the opposite direction of the scent, extending the patrol line two hundred meters westward to completely avoid the male leopard's activity area. Only after circling around did he return to the original route, running the entire route without missing a single spot.
When he returned, he rubbed his chin on a rock on the Alliance's border, leaving his scent mark, and then headed back to the base with the Wanderer Armor.
He didn't think he had done anything remarkable; he just felt that it was the right thing to do and that it was the natural course of action.
...
Inside Ella's tent at the survey team's camp.
Kaller placed the broken piece of cable on the folding table, cut side up, and pushed it in front of Ella, his voice tinged with disbelief: "Look at this! It was bitten off! Not cut, not sawed, just bitten off with its teeth! That's too weird!"
Ella picked up the broken piece and brought it close to her eyes to examine the fracture. The more she looked, the more surprised she became.
The cross-section is complex; part of it is mechanically torn, with the fibers scattered, and the other part is thermally melted, where the metal edges softened and then solidified again, leaving smooth weld marks that look like they couldn't have been made by ordinary biting force.
"The bite force combined with the heat," she frowned, "is what creates this effect."
"And the tooth spacing," Kaller added, "I measured it, and the distance between the upper and lower teeth, when converted, is 1.3 times the jawbone of an adult male African lion! This guy is insane!"
Ella turned the fragment to a different angle to examine the tooth marks on the side, and the more she looked, the more she realized it was something extraordinary: "It's not even an adult yet, and it already has this much power?"
"Yeah, he's not an adult yet," Kaller nodded, his voice filled with shock. "What will happen when he grows up?"
The two of them fell silent for a moment, both pondering the matter.
"Bite through the steel cable not for hunting, nor for fighting," Ella suddenly spoke, her eyes filled with certainty, "it was for demonstration, purely for demonstration."
"Who is it for?" Kaller pressed, looking puzzled.
“Show us,” Ella said firmly. “It left the steel cable in place, with the broken end facing up, and placed it right on our regular patrol route, with an error of no more than twenty meters. It was deliberately placed so that we would find it.”
Kaller took the broken piece back from her hand, held it up to the light in the tent, turned the broken edge to the clearest angle, and held it there without putting it down.
The molten marks gleamed with a dull metallic sheen under the light, exuding an indescribable sense of menace.
He didn't speak, and Ella didn't say anything more either. The tent was so quiet that they could hear each other breathing. Their hearts were in turmoil... What exactly did this immature male lion want to do?