Still alive 200 million years ago

Red Dragon Calendar Year 8126, March 12, sunny.

We have been sailing on the sea for half a month. Obviously I am not suitable for sailing. During this half month, I vomited so much that it almost killed me. Thanks to my student Yosela, who took care of me, otherwise I would probably have died. I can’t survive it, haha.

I haven't been able to write a diary properly in the past half month. Today is sunny and windy, with no clouds in the sky and vast blue waves. It's a good day to write a diary.

After saying hello to Prussia, a big businessman who was basking in the sun and drinking tea on the top of the boat, I sat on the bow, leaning against the railing, and started my recording under the blue sky.

The reason for this operation was that I found a fragment of a suspected prehistoric mural on the black market. You can often find some good things on the black market. In the past, I often went there to pick up and see if I could find prehistoric things.

Unexpectedly, I was really lucky to find it. I immediately realized the extraordinary nature of the fragment. With my rich knowledge of paleontology, I successfully reduced the fragment to nothing and bought it at a very low price.

But what comes next is what I really want to know.

I said, Where did you get this fragment? It's very beautiful.

After my confidence was shaken, the stall owner stopped hiding it and said cursingly:

That damn second-rate dealer Andrach actually lied to me and said it was a prehistoric treasure. I knew if it was really prehistoric, how could it be sold to me at such a low price?

He really didn't lie to you, it is indeed a prehistoric thing. I complained secretly in my heart and left.

I am very familiar with Andrak, this damn second-rate dealer. Apart from not having a very good vision, he is also a complete profiteer.

I had successfully defrauded him twice before. Alas, no, I bought a Plateosaurus nail fossil and a trilobite fossil at a low price.

But I guess this time it won’t be so easy to deceive. After convincing me, this guy actually investigated me later and said he could cooperate with me. He collected the things and asked me to identify them.

Go to hell, how could I help such a cultural relic thief, a cancer in the industry.

After knowing my identity, it is obviously not feasible to use paleontology knowledge to deceive others. I have to be prepared for heavy bleeding.

This damn second-rate dealer has a black heart. He opened his mouth and asked for more than half a year's salary with just one piece of news.

Deception no longer worked, so in the end I had no choice but to pay for this information and a map.

What I didn't expect was that this mural fragment was excavated in the remote North American continent.

It was an undeveloped primitive land, full of snakes, insects, rats and ants, poisonous epidemics and miasma, and primitive dragon-people.

That is a place that is prohibited from setting foot by the Red Dragon Kingdoms. Even the tribes of the beast tribe will not go there due to pressure.

So two hundred years have passed, and the place is still hidden in a lot of fog. No one knows what is there. Except for those damn cultural thieves, there is no place in the world that they can't go to.

Due to the customs ban, I contacted my friend, the great businessman Prussia.

Prussia readily agreed after receiving my call, and also decided to go there in person. I tried to dissuade him, but to no avail. He was such a stubborn old man.

Since the map given by the Erdao dealer is on the east side of North America, we set off by boat from the tauren territory.

The boat we were on was a Prussian private yacht. Everything on it was extremely luxurious, but unfortunately it meant nothing to me. Anyway, I spent the past half month vomiting.

Prussia was both a sponsor and a participant in this trip. In addition to Yosela and I, there was also a guide who was said to be an indigenous dragon man in North America, four strong bodyguards, an assistant and a doctor.

Ten people in total.

Why is the sky cloudy? It's going to rain. Oh, the damn weather changes at any time. I have to throw up again. Fortunately, in a few days, I can land on the North American Shakleli Coast. The difficult sea journey is finally over. .

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Red Dragon Calendar Year 8126, March 16th, yin.

Today was such a good day. I was woken up by Yosela in my drowsiness and told me that I had reached the shore. Finally, I finally arrived in North America. I could finally leave this damn sea and set foot on solid land.

On land, the Prussian bodyguards have built a settlement. Perhaps they are considerate of my physical condition. We will rest on the shore for a day and wait for me to recover before starting to explore inward.

I felt much better after setting foot on land, and started asking about the guide. In the unfamiliar North America, nothing is more important than the guide.

Yosela told me that the guide’s name was Omaha, who was said to be a member of the Yama tribe in North America. He crossed the wide Atlantic Ocean in a small boat and appeared in Europe ten years ago.

This situation is not unique. There are currently at least a hundred Yama people in Europe and Asia, and they all came here like this. Prussia obviously valued the identity of the Omaha Yama people, so they found him.

It would be great if it was an indigenous person.

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Red Dragon Calendar Year 8126, March 17th, yin.

The weather today was still very gloomy, but my condition had completely recovered after a night's rest. At my strong request, we finally entered the North American rainforest.

Omaha opened the road at the front of the team, Prussia and I were both in the middle of the team. The various primitive flora and fauna along the way really opened my eyes.

Look what I found, a yellow-spotted finch. This is a protected animal in our place, but it is common here.

Oh, this is the colorful butterfly, the largest and most beautiful butterfly in the world. Its wings are black but colorful. This is the legendary colorful butterfly. Unfortunately, there are few species. It is a precious species that can only be raised in royal gardens.

Look, what is that? A round-haired animal that I have never seen before. It should be a kind of beast. It is best to catch it and identify it carefully.

The Prussian bodyguard easily caught this fat little animal with a pair of big front teeth that looked like a bamboo rat in front of me.

Although it looks similar to a bamboo rat, after careful identification, I feel that it should be closer to the guinea pig family. I am not studying this area. If I don't fall out with Jacob, I can ask him.

Is this the extinct hornwort? Didn't this thing become extinct six million years ago? It's so nice to still be living here quietly.

This is really an undeveloped treasure land, with rare animals and plants everywhere. Maybe the Red Dragon Kingdoms are doing the right thing.

If the red dragons and orcs are allowed to develop as they please, it won't be long before this place, like Europe and Asia, transforms from a treasure land into a stinking place filled with industrial wastewater and dark clouds.

That is simply the most vicious thing. If it weren't for looking for the history of prehistoric dragon people, I don't think I would come and disturb their peaceful life.

Hey, Yosela called me, I'll go take a look first, and I'll write it down when I get back.

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I'm back and it's so exciting here, guess what I found!