After finishing all this, Da Jiao closed his eyes tiredly.
After an unknown amount of time, the light hit its eyelids and Da Jiao opened his eyes instantly. What woke him up was not the sun but a familiar smell, the smell of carnivorous animals!
Dajiao suddenly got up from the ground and ran towards the tribe, shouting as he ran, "Predators are coming!"
Everyone was startled by its sound, and the adult Triceratops woke up instantly and ran to find their leader in a panic.
The carnivorous orcs had already started hunting. There were chaotic sounds of trampling and roaring, blood and flying pieces of flesh in the air. By the time the leader arrived, the carnivorous orcs had already finished hunting.
Big Horn hid far away and watched the scene. There was no fear or terror in his eyes, nor any sympathy for his dead tribesmen. Those Triceratops would only bully him, and it didn't matter to him whether they lived or died.
At this time, it was just frightened and couldn't help but think of its father and brother Dabao. It seemed to understand why its father let brother Dabao disturb its sleep every day!
The death of more than a dozen tribesmen had no impact on the entire tribe. They continued to eat and poop as usual. It should be said that they had long been accustomed to it.
Every day, some members of the tribe die. The strong prey on the weak, and the weak can only be eaten.
The only one who couldn't adapt was probably the dead Triceratops cub. Without the protection of its parents, life became very difficult.
Big Horn dragged his body with scabbed wounds and quietly mixed in with the cubs to grab grass to eat. The leader's cubs changed their targets and started bullying those cubs whose parents had just left.
Those cubs were bullied badly and almost beaten to death. Da Jiao just took a look and ignored them. Those cubs had never helped it, and it didn't want to help them.
After living with the tribe for a while, Da Jiao lost weight, but the flesh on his body became harder and stronger, and the fat disappeared.
Its tribe would encounter an attack every few days. Although it stayed in the outer circle, it was able to escape danger every time because it was more sensitive to smell than other Triceratops.
He always managed to run away at the first opportunity. His father had taught him that it was not shameful to run away if he couldn't win. It would never be too late to take revenge when he could win.
Dajiao didn't know where he was now. He had to work very hard every day to keep up with the pace of the tribe and had no energy to think about anything else.
That day, Dajiao followed the tribe to drink water at the river. It was at the outermost edge and could not squeeze in, so it had to wait until everyone finished drinking before it could take its turn.
Finally, the triceratops in front left, and the river surface was ruined by them. We didn't dare to go to the deep water, and the water in the shallow water was turbid.
After just a second of hesitation, the small puddle it had its eye on was snatched away by a skinny Triceratops cub.
The Triceratops drank quickly and fiercely, with its stiff back always in a vigilant posture to prevent anyone from snatching the drink from it.
Big Horn glanced at it, then turned around and went to grab another cub's water hole and drank heartily.
The muddy water tastes terrible. During this time living with the tribe, Dajiao has almost forgotten the taste of clear water, let alone the honey water he once drank. He doesn't know if he'll ever get the chance to drink it again. Father, mother, brothers, and sisters, Dajiao misses you so much! This chapter has been read (please click on the next chapter to continue reading!)
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