Chapter 16: Chapter Sixteen: Dinosaur Feast (1)

Beneath blue sky and white clouds, a Brachiosaurus lifted its twenty-seven-foot neck effortlessly to graze leaves from a tree, unaware that beneath it, a group of people were frantically taking photos—perhaps it knew, but it had no interest in those ant-like creatures.

Click! Click! Ellie raised her camera, continuously capturing the Brachiosaurus feeding, “If these photos are published internationally, they’ll cause a sensation.”

Ellie said excitedly, and her photography became even more diligent.

“Of course it’ll cause a sensation—but because of some old man’s park,” Grant glanced at Hammond, envious.

They were both fossil fanatics, but while he was still searching for fossils and studying dinosaurs, Hammond had already resurrected dinosaurs using genetic fragments from amber. What fossil could be more precious than a living dinosaur?

“Heh,” Hammond smiled, gazing at the Brachiosaurus. “This is just one of the herbivorous dinosaurs—just one of many in my Jurassic Park. Believe me, I’ll show you even more dinosaurs. My Jurassic Park is the real Jurassic era.”

“Look, what’s that?” Ellie cried excitedly.

Ye Nan followed Ellie’s gaze and was even more stunned: a herd of juvenile Brachiosaurus, led by two adults, drank at the lake’s edge.

“Ellie, quick, quick, quick—take pictures!” Grant shouted excitedly; though he envied Hammond’s research, when it came to his own work, he became utterly focused.

“Don’t rush—there are more dinosaurs. There are even more here for you to observe, for you to study. Let’s take a look together,” Hammond said cheerfully, leaning on his cane.

Astonishing his visitors was one of his goals—and clearly, his Jurassic Park had succeeded. Even the famed Grant and Ye Nan, hailed as a business genius, stood stunned by the sight before them. He was overjoyed.

The ancient red Jeep started again, crossing the grassland, passing through dense forest, until a massive white building appeared before them.

The entire white structure covered a thousand mu, shaped like a cylinder, surrounded by workers continuously repainting—but it was clear the main structure was already complete.

“This is my amusement park,” Hammond said, stepping out of the car, leaning on his cane as he pushed open the door. “It houses the world’s most advanced amusement park, a culmination of cutting-edge technology—though not that roller coaster; everyone has those.”

“Heh.”

Hammond’s words drew laughter from the group. He led them up the stairs. “We’ve created biological attractions beyond human imagination—shocking, unprecedented.”

Ye Nan walked up the stairs, stunned by the surroundings: dinosaur fossils, dinosaur skeletons everywhere. If Hammond hadn’t told him, he’d have thought this was a dinosaur museum.

Meanwhile, Baby Godzilla grew increasingly restless upon arriving here, wriggling and struggling inside his travel bag, desperate to get out.

Ye Nan gently patted Baby Godzilla’s head through the bag, signaling it to calm down.

Baby Godzilla must not be seen by outsiders. The Federal Government had destroyed Madison Square Garden to conceal its possession of Baby Godzilla, then spent enormous effort to silence other nations. If this little Godzilla were discovered, it would trigger a massive uproar.

In this era of biological weapons, a Godzilla capable of attacking from land, sea, and air would dramatically enhance military strength. Then, spies from every country would swarm around him—perhaps even a global exhibition of international agents…

But he wasn’t Superman. Not even the world’s most powerful weapon could protect him—just a small pistol could kill him. So before Baby Godzilla grew strong, he’d better keep his head down and stay cautious.

“Ha! Mr. Ye Nan, my friend—look ahead! You’re about to see the greatest amusement park of this century—the largest reptilian amusement park!” Hammond spread his arms wildly toward the two enormous white-painted gates before them. “For our esteemed guests—opening the Jurassic Amusement Park!”

Creak. As Hammond’s call ended, the two white-painted gates slowly swung open. The heavy sound of their opening wasn’t jarring—it evoked a deep, inexplicable dread and solemnity toward the unknown.

As the white gates gradually opened, strange animal roars began echoing from within. Ye Nan felt Baby Godzilla, previously frantic in the bag, suddenly go still—not completely still. If he listened closely, he could hear a low, excited growl coming from inside. It wasn’t fear. Ye Nan knew: this was the instinctive stillness of a predator preparing to feed on flesh.

Ye Nan tightened his grip on the bag. Though he knew this small pouch couldn’t possibly contain a ferocious Godzilla—even an immature one—he still hoped it might offer him psychological comfort, that this “cute” little creature would listen to him and not cause trouble.

“Oh my God, this… this is all… real?” Ellie screamed in a shrill, disbelieving voice, her hands instinctively clutching Grant’s arm, her words tumbling out in awe: “Look, look, Grant—we’ve searched for dinosaur fossils for years and never seen so many… so many different species… and they’re alive… it’s a miracle, this is truly a miracle…”

It was no wonder Ellie was so stunned and excited. Though she’d already seen a living Brachiosaurus, you simply couldn’t imagine the terror and awe of witnessing a vast herd—yes, a vast herd—of dinosaurs, each larger than an elephant and of wildly different species, feeding together.

Grant stood frozen for a full minute before regaining his composure, staring at Hammond in disbelief: “My old friend, I knew you’d have these giants—but I never imagined it would be this massive!”

“Ha! You know, I didn’t expect it either,” Hammond said, delighted by the archaeologists’ expressions, his vanity swelling with a broad smile.

“Praise you, my friend—if you’ll permit me, I’ll go ahead first…” With that, Grant grabbed Ellie’s hand and sprinted into the gates.

Hammond made no move to stop him. He watched Grant depart with great delight, then turned to observe the boy—the one the Federal Government called a genius, the one who seemed to understand dinosaurs. To his surprise, the boy’s eyes showed not a trace of disbelief or awe—only thoughtful contemplation… and a sly, fox-like smile utterly inappropriate for his age.