Chapter 114: A World of the Strong Eating the Weak

"Roar!!"

The accelerating Special Tyrannosaur lunged forward, opening its massive gaping maw, intending to swallow Robert the instant it got close.

But Robert didn't retreat; he instead charged forward, running straight toward the Special Tyrannosaur.

The Special Tyrannosaur was indifferent; it was too lazy to contemplate the skinny human's suicidal act.

At the instant the two were about to make contact!

Robert pushed off with a little extra force, leaping upward, causing the Special Tyrannosaur's huge downward bite to miss.

The two crossed paths.

In midair, Robert forced his body to twist, changing direction and landing on the Special Tyrannosaur's back.

??!!

It hadn't expected the little human's agility to be so swift.

"Roar! Roar!" the Special Tyrannosaur bellowed furiously, opening its mouth to tear at Robert on its back.

But due to its body structure and angle, the Special Tyrannosaur's jaws couldn't reach the back at all.

The Special Tyrannosaur then twisted its massive body, trying to fling Robert off its back.

But.

"Be honest!"

"Bang! Bang!" His left hand hammered the Special Tyrannosaur's spine with successive punches.

"Sss! Sss!" The dagger in his right hand pierced the Special Tyrannosaur's flesh as he slashed backward.

"Splat!" Blood spurted out instantly, coating Robert in a crimson spray.

"Roar! Roar!"

The excruciating pain in its back, coupled with the threat of death, drove the Special Tyrannosaur to struggle even more wildly.

"Crack!" Finally, accompanied by a few crisp bone-breaking sounds.

"Thud!" The massive Special Tyrannosaur collapsed limply onto the ground.

Before the Special Tyrannosaur could lose its balance, Robert vaulted once more, leaping back to the ground.

"Rooaaar..." The immobilized Special Tyrannosaur let out a feeble wail.

The Special Tyrannosaur couldn't fathom how a tiny human could cripple its spine.

Humans can possess such strength?!

At this point, Robert moved to the left side of the Special Tyrannosaur's head and halted at a safe distance.

The Special Tyrannosaur regarded Robert with its left eye, as if, in its dying moments, it wanted to remember the human who had made it suffer, yet its gaze finally softened into a look of resignation.

"Roar" it emitted a grudging sigh, then closed its eyes, becoming completely motionless and lifeless.

"." Robert's expression was somewhat complicated.

But soon, his face returned to its original state.

After all, this is a world of the strong eating the weak; once you choose to take part, you must accept its outcomes.

The Special Tyrannosaur's final resignation stemmed from its understanding of the world's rules.

"Rest in peace."

Having steadied his emotions, Robert whispered, sheathed the dagger back into the scabbard strapped to his right calf, then turned toward the Special Tyrannosaur's tail.

He grasped the tip of the Special Tyrannosaur's tail with both hands, hoisted it onto his left shoulder, and tried to pull the nearly ten‑ton beast.

"Haa!" Robert let out a shout as he strode forward.

And the Special Tyrannosaur was indeed dragged along!

Moreover, Robert kept a jog‑like pace, heading toward the frontline base dozens of kilometers to the north.

Now, having shaken off his gloom, he dragged the Special Tyrannosaur back to the base—partly to "turn in the assignment," but mainly to earn Sui Bian's praise.

"There shouldn't be any brother who can outdo me now!"

Robert couldn't help but say it.

After all, he's just a teenager; even as the older brother, he can't escape the urge to compare.

Nearly an hour and a half later.

The southern entrance of the frontline base was wide enough for four T90 tanks to pass side by side.

Bunkers on both sides of the entrance housed several pulse machine guns and multiple launch pads for surface‑to‑air and surface‑to‑surface missiles.

That firepower could shred any creature daring to threaten the base.

However, animals—including dinosaurs—seemed averse to engine roars, so they usually kept their distance from the base.

At this moment, the young Astates gradually emerged from the rainforest, each dragging their favorite "practical activity assignment," appearing in the southern view of the base.

One Astate hauled two Velociraptors, one in each hand, while another gripped a Sabertooth Tiger—about four meters long and weighing roughly a ton—in each hand.

The most eye‑catching was Robert, dragging the nearly ten‑ton Special Tyrannosaur, and

John.

John's expressionless hands hauled a Tyrannosaurus Rex whose body length neared 17 meters and whose weight far exceeded ten tons.

"Good heavens, these kids are getting more and more outrageous!"

An armed security guard on duty inside the bunker exclaimed in stunned amazement.

In fact, the base personnel, including that guard, were accustomed to the Astates' frequent shocking feats.

But this time's contrast was a bit hard to accept..

Especially Robert and John, each dragging a Special Tyrannosaur or a Tyrannosaurus Rex that dwarfed their own bodies by more than ten times.

No matter how accustomed they were, the visual impact was still overwhelming.

Amid the staff's astonishment and exclamations, the Astates entered the base, each bearing their respective "assignments."

In no time, ground crew members drove open‑type transport vehicles to help the Astates transport dinosaurs and beasts of varying sizes.

They also rode the transport vehicles, heading north of the base together with the ground crew.

Ten transport vehicles moved through the base, and before long the convoy entered a gigantic warehouse whose gate stood open.

The transport vehicles entered the warehouse one after another; only after all of them were inside did the warehouse gate close slowly.

Immediately afterward, the vast warehouse lit up with ultraviolet lights, which quickly released a dense disinfecting mist that filled the entire space.

Two minutes later, the mist dissipated under the warehouse's exhaust system, and the ultraviolet lights switched to bright normal lighting.

After the disinfection procedure ended, a group of technicians wearing protective suits and equipped with Mechanical exoskeletons arrived beside the convoy and began handling the corpses of the dinosaurs and beasts.

Sui Bian, already dressed in a black suit and a filtering mask, and Alekxia, also wearing a mask, came to the right side of the convoy.

!

Seeing this, the Astates quickly turned and got out of the vehicles.

"Whoa?" Alekxia, approaching the convoy, glanced at the Special Tyrannosaur and the Tyrannosaur, then scanned the other beasts' and dinosaurs' corpses, and without hesitation praised:

"Not bad, kids. Relying only on melee weapons, you all managed to complete my assigned extracurricular exercise 'First‑hand Observation of Top Predators.' Well done!"

"Thank you, Doctor!"

The Astates enjoyed Alekxia's praise, but they hoped even more for their father's commendation.

Immediately, the Astates all turned their gaze toward Sui Bian.

"Dry, not bad." Sui Bian gave a faint smile.

Hearing that, the Astates puffed out their chests, showing their purest smiles to express their current joy.

As for Robert, who sought Sui Bian's special commendation, he didn't mind that John could take down a larger Tyrannosaur; after all, he is the eldest brother, the father's first son, and should not feel competitive.

"Robert." Yet Sui Bian suddenly asked, "Do you like dagger‑type weapons?"

?

Robert was startled, then looked left and right, and discovered that only a dagger sheath was strapped to his right calf, along with a sheathed dagger.

Then, somewhat puzzled, he nodded and said, "Yes, father, I prefer sword‑type weapons."

"Hmm." He nodded lightly, surveyed all the Astates, and said in a calm tone:

"First, wash yourselves, and later Dr. Ruixik and I will take you to a place."

"Yes."

(End of chapter)