You can evolve by surviving in the Ark

The earth lazily woke up from the thatch base, and it was almost noon.

The daily life of the giant ground sloth is just eating, drinking and sleeping. The movement of a huge body also requires huge energy support, and the slow movement of the giant ground sloth and the sleep of more than [-] hours a day are not caused by physiological limits, but out of considerations of energy conservation.

Compared with vegetarian food, meat is naturally a food with more energy, and the ground sloth is not a pure vegetarian. But hunting and fighting also require a lot of physical energy, and most of the creatures living in the mangroves are not something that the giant ground sloth can catch up with. It is very likely that after a battle, the energy lost will be difficult to replenish. This is also the reason why the giant ground sloth has no habit of actively hunting other creatures except insects.

And with their size, naturally no carnivorous dragon would target them.

Of course, after Ark's genetic modification, this world also has four-color berries that are enough to provide a large amount of nutrition for herbivorous dinosaurs. The situation of the giant ground sloth is naturally much better than in the history of Aquamarine.

But as a creature with the same origin as modern sloths, laziness has been engraved in the bones of giant ground sloths, and long hours of sleep every day is still a habit they are happy to maintain. After all, who would want to get out of bed if they weren't forced by life.

Moreover, the nests of those two-legged beasts are quite comfortable. The ground sloth woke up and squinted his eyes to look at the sun, and decided to lie down for a while. The soft thatch under him and the remaining wall that could protect him from wind and rain were far more comfortable than the windy and sunny days outside.

Five full days have passed since that night of crazy killing. The entire mangrove tribe, except for Rick who escaped, was all killed.

After the giant ground sloths recovered from their violent state, of course they would not feel any guilt. After the initial confusion of "who am I, where am I, and what am I doing?", they picked out the ones that had not been completely dismantled. The house serves as one's own nest.

The closer it gets to noon, the brighter the sun becomes. This sleepy giant ground sloth finally climbed out of the damaged thatched house and basked in the sun comfortably.

It should have gone out to look for food at this time. It rubbed its belly and felt a little hungry.

In order to obtain enough energy from food, the food will be fully digested repeatedly in the giant ground sloth's stomach pouch. It had eaten a lot that night, but five days had passed.

The Ground Sloth looked at the slightly empty camp at the moment. Many of the same people had disappeared, and they had probably gone out.

It slowly walked out of the mangrove tribe's wall and saw the familiar Twoleg.

Why? Isn't that the one who gave it the bug?

The giant ground sloth saw the two-legged beast raising a black pipe towards it, and then there was a gunshot and a tranquilizer dart hit it.

She hit me?

The giant ground sloth roared and rushed towards Tuotuo.

Tuotuo put down his long-barreled rifle, turned around and ran away. The giant ground sloth's full-out running under normal conditions is not as amazing as when it is violent, but it is not much slower, which is enough to compare with a strong runner who has been exercising all year round.

The giant ground sloth followed Tuo Tuo and rushed to a high platform. When it saw Tuo Tuo jumping down, it jumped down too. The blocked vision suddenly opened up, and it saw a circle of stone pillars surrounding it, as well as the missing members of the same clan, lying in a mess on the ground.

Roar!Roar!

The giant ground sloth roared at its fallen kin.

Why are you still sleeping? Get up quickly!

But no giant ground sloth got up from the ground, so it rushed to the stone pillar alone, swung its claws like a machete, and slapped it hard.

White marks were left on the stone pillars, which remained motionless.

Qiao Liang, Hongying and Tuotuo each already held a long-barreled rifle and pointed it at the ground sloth.

In the game, Qiao Liang, the sleepy dragon who tames the giant ground sloth, is always replaced by a billboard. He thought so at first. Those pterosaurs who died were carrying materials used to assemble wooden billboards.

However, such behavior was jointly opposed by Tuotuo and Hongying. That night, the ground sloth pushed the mangrove tribe flatly, leaving an indelible impression on them. Even Qiao Liang became less confident in the wooden billboards. It was precisely because of this that they spent five days building such a stone trapped dragon house.

These stone pillars are only two meters long, making them dwarfed by the giant ground sloth's height of six meters. But the giant ground sloth does not have the ability to jump. No matter how strong its arms are, it cannot support its body of several tons and turn over. It roared and slapped, beating the stone pillars, and hit it with tranquilizer darts one after another. The giant ground sloth finally lost its strength and lay on the body of its fainted comrades.

"That's about it." Qiao Liang looked at the eight giant ground sloths crammed into the trapped dragon room and showed a satisfied smile.

This is already the limit of the capacity of this trapped dragon room. They did not leave a door when building it. After these sloths wake up, they have to wait until they remove these pillars before they can come out. Moreover, the giant ground sloth is also a creature with strong resistance to anesthesia. It wakes up relatively quickly. It can't take care of too many people knocked unconscious at once.

"Then, what do they eat?" Tuotuo asked. After these giant ground sloths were knocked unconscious, they were just fed black berries.

"Meat and berries should be fine, but there is a better taming food in the mangroves."

Qiao Liang took out lemons, carrots and anesthetic, put them into the grinder in their temporary camp and stirred them. For these fresh vegetables and fruits, he made a special trip to Crescent Bay.

Tuotuo and Li Hongying both came to him and watched his movements.

"Who among you can lend me some hair?"

Qiao Liang asked. Making insect repellent requires hair, and his hair volume is okay, but it is short hair after all, and it is far from enough. Tuo Tuo and Li Hongying both had long hair, so naturally he could only ask them for it.

"Let me do it."

It was Li Hongying who spoke, and both Tuotuo and Qiao Liang were slightly surprised. These days, Li Hongying was often out of state, almost silent, and looked even more gloomy. Although the two of them were worried, they didn't know how to comfort her.

Li Hongying took the scissors and cut off her waterfall-like hair. The material of this pair of scissors is obsidian and metal produced in the dark cave where the hunter's artifact is located, and is made of flint.

The long black hair that fell was caught by Tuotuo and lay like satin in her hand.

Qiao Liang wasn't sure what it meant for an ancient woman to take the initiative to cut off her long hair, but it shouldn't be an act that had little mental burden like modern women. He was even more worried about Li Hongying's mental state.

"It's okay." Looking at the worried looks on the two people's faces, Li Hongying, who only had short, ear-length hair, shook her head and said without further explanation, "Just use it if you need it."

The black hair was soaked in the paste in the grinder, and it was unknown what kind of strange chemical reaction took place, and it dissolved strangely. Qiao Liang sighed while grinding it. If this thing were poured on his head, his hair would be gone.

But fortunately, this dissolution is not unlimited. After the sticky liquid reached its limit, it stopped and condensed into a rough plaster.

This is an insect repellent.

In the past few days, they were moving around the mangroves and discovered several giant beehives on ancient mangroves. The honey produced inside is what Qiao Liang needs, which can effectively tame the giant ground sloth.

The shelf life of honey is not long, so he secretly noted the location and waited to pick it up when needed.

However, the process of collecting honey is not considered safe. The giant bees on the isolated island are almost the same size as eagles in the 21st century. Being besieged by them is no joke.

Qiao Liang used the claw hook to climb up the towering mangrove and arrived at the edge of the giant beehive.

He had already applied insect repellent and put on a full set of armor. Behind him, several new pterosaurs he had brought from Crescent Bay were circling around him. Tuotuo and Hongying who were riding on them were also paying attention to him. Safety.

Everything is ready, all it takes is a little courage.

Qiao Liang knocked off a piece of the honeycomb, then suddenly released the claw hook, and he jumped onto a waiting pteranodon. He had envisioned this action many times, and now he was executing it very smoothly.

There was a loud buzzing sound, and several bees emerged from the hole-riddled hive in the next moment. They were about to pounce with their transparent insect wings, but they were stagnated by the oncoming smell of insect repellent.

By the time they regained their composure, the thief who had stolen the honey had already fled away on a pterosaur.

……

Damn twolegs.

The anesthetized ground sloth lay limply on the ground. It could vaguely smell the aroma of food approaching, constantly stimulating its senses. It was probably aware of the Twolegs' intentions.

Even if I starve to death, I will never eat a bite from you Twolegs!

The Sloth thought angrily, but as the food got closer, the aroma became stronger.

When the honey mixed with a large number of black berries flowed into its mouth, it subconsciously opened its mouth wide and took a big sip.

It smells so good.