Hearing Dante's urgent shout, which didn't sound like a joke, Su Su and I both changed our expressions and ran towards Dante at the same time.

Even at this moment, Dante maintained his indomitable spirit, leaning his body back as far as he could.

The ground beneath their feet, which they were firmly planted on, had been plowed with a deep furrow by a tremendous force.

When I looked into the water, a chill ran down my spine. The dark shape below was at least 1.5 meters long, but I was certain it wasn't a fish.

It looks almost certainly the Deinosuchus we encountered before. I made quite a commotion while fishing here, and the smell of blood from Su Su cleaning the fish by the water must have attracted the Deinosuchus.

"Susu, get the spear ready! When we drag that thing out of the water, you stab it in the eye, understand?"

"Yes, I understand, Master!"

As she spoke, Su Su jogged over and retrieved her spear.

I grabbed Dante around the waist, and together we used all our strength to temporarily stop him from pulling down.

This thing, I must say, has far greater pulling force and explosive power than a fish. Even now, the two of us grown men can barely manage to control it.

"SuSu, come over here and lend a hand. You help Dante lift the pole from the front!"

"good!"

Susu planted the spear in place, then went to Dante, grabbed the pole, and together they began to exert force. The deinosuchus in the water was probably feeling the pain, and was now struggling even more fiercely.

It began to roll and tumble in the water, attempting to free itself from the hook.

If it were a regular fishing line, it would likely have snapped during the first fatal roll of the alligator.

However, my fishing line is made of a large amount of special Darwinian spider silk, which is not only flexible but also several times stronger than steel wire. How could this crocodile easily break it?

However, the high-speed twisting still made the fishing line twist like a pretzel, and the crocodile got even closer to us.

It is still very strong. As it gets closer to being out of the water, it struggles even more fiercely, and the three of us feel that we are about to lose control of it.

At that moment, we felt as if a motorcycle had been attached to our front, and it was speeding away in the opposite direction from us.

No! If this continues, the deinosuchus might not be exhausted yet, but we will be exhausted first.

"Susu, go get some rocks and smash them into this guy's head! Hurry! We can't hold on much longer."

"well!"

Stones are not uncommon here; there are quite a few pebbles in front of us.

Since the Deinosuchus has not yet been pulled ashore, the spear cannot accurately pierce its eye and then pass through the trigeminal nerve in the back of its brain to render it unable to resist.

While spears might pierce other areas, they might not be able to break through its tough armor, so I had Susu use blunt weapons to wear down the crocodile.

It can withstand sharp weapons, but not the shock of blunt force trauma. If we just leave it momentarily stunned, we can quickly drag it ashore.

Su Su was holding a pile of stones in her hands, most of which were about the size of a fist.

When we practiced hand-eye coordination with potatoes before, we all threw them at each other, so we've gotten some accuracy in our throwing now.

Su Su picked up a stone and hurled it with all her might at the top of the crocodile's head.

Su Su had also gone through the process of chopping wood and clearing wasteland to train her body. When she threw the stone, it hit the top of the crocodile's head and immediately made a muffled thud.

The crocodile was clearly badly hurt by the stone, and with a sudden struggle, it almost tore the staff out of Dante's hand.

However, Dante was a ruthless man, and he gritted his teeth and persevered. Now his arm was already incredibly sore and numb, but he couldn't let go so easily before he had caught the fish.

"Susu, don't stop. Throw the stone a little behind the base of its upper jaw. If your stone hits its upper jaw, it won't pose much of a threat."

Su Su nodded to me, having received guidance from her master. She immediately adjusted her stance, launching stone after stone at the back of the deinosuchus's head.

The first time, I was just a little confused, and it didn't seem to cause much harm.

However, when a barrage of stones rained down on the Deinosuchus's head like Gatling gun bullets, the Deinosuchus had to crouch down.

At this moment, the crocodile was so dizzy from being hit by Su Su's stones that it couldn't even tell which way was north, south, east, or west.

The dazed crocodile, stunned by the impact, instinctively crawled forward, completely unaware that it was actually crawling towards the shore.

"Master! It's climbed up!"

At this moment, Su Su shouted with some joy.

"Use a spear, don't let it react, stab it hard in the eye, that way it will be completely finished."

I shouted loudly.

Su Su picked up the spear stuck in the ground, gathered her strength, and immediately put her months of practiced precise reaction skills to use.

Susu seized the opportunity and thrust her spear down without any hesitation, piercing through the crocodile's eye socket and penetrating deep into its brain.

Direct brain death is the fastest way to kill it. The juvenile Deinosuchus, which is more than three meters long and weighs at least 300 kilograms, only twitched twice before becoming completely still.

Dante took the hook off and returned the rod to me. Fishing here is too dangerous; I almost got dragged into the water just now, and the thought of it made Dante shudder.

Fortunately, this deinosuchus was just a juvenile. If it had encountered an adult or sub-adult weighing over a ton, it probably would have been swept into the water by inertia with just a sudden head shake.

Although the process was somewhat dangerous, I am still very satisfied with the result.

A single crocodile skin is already quite valuable, and now we have so much crocodile meat to take back with us—it's truly a very rewarding experience.

Seeing that the crisis had been averted, Su Su breathed a long sigh of relief and returned to her post to cook the big fish and the few remaining pancakes.

Top had already come over to help me set up the crocodile skin. It knew what I was going to do next, so it prepared in advance.

Dante then drew his machete and joined me in skinning and dismembering the prey that we had worked so hard to bring up.

By the time we finished dissecting the crocodile, Su Su had already finished grilling her fish, and a delicious barbecue aroma wafted over.

Top's nose twitched; it clearly smelled something other than fish and bread, a sweet aroma somewhat like roasted nuts.

Top immediately stopped paying attention to us and ran towards Su Su as fast as he could.

Pat knew it was mealtime, so it yawned and flew down to eat the crocodile entrails left for it.