[Hammer base] Dinosaur

Thor was a Triceratops, or more accurately, a genetically modified species.

He has a larger body than his ancestor 6800 million years ago, a stronger head horn, and a powerful tail hammer brought to him by the Ankylosaurus gene.

These cool equipment make him the star dinosaur in Jurassic Park, of course, after all, dinosaurs already exist like elephants in zoos today, only bigger and louder Horns, horns and fangs are what visitors are looking forward to seeing.

If there is any fly in the ointment, it is probably that Thor is a herbivorous dinosaur.

Although he has the combat prowess to rival a carnivorous dinosaur overlord, he seems to favor cycads and ferns.Sometimes he uses his strong body, sometimes he uses his amazing weight-bearing sharp horns, and he can always easily knock down tall plants, and then lazily basks in the sun to enjoy his food.

This often upsets the spectators in the glass gondola.

The little children beat on the windows and cried, Give him a sheep!We want to watch him hunt!

At this time, Sol would often chew the leaves with great interest and approach them. Although he didn't know what kind of animal cubs these noisy little things were, but the cubs were always very cute.

It's a pity that the glass cable car is protected by a transparent grid. Once he gets close, he will be burned by the grid.

Life is really boring, because he is the only experimental subject of a genetically modified species, and he was born into a male, so he was raised separately.

Sometimes he could hear the female dinosaurs next door, but never got a chance to get close to them.

hoo hoo hoo hoo!

Ladies?Anyone want to make a friend?

Whenever he felt lonely, he would roar like this towards the next door, and he named his cry the song of the Triceratops.

And the triceratops girls next door have never been interested in talking to him. They live in a good environment, have no natural enemies, and do not have the ability to reproduce, so they are not interested in males at all.

Saul felt bad about it.

He really wanted a cub, one of those tiny, big-eyed creatures—he could put him on his back, take him to eat high leaves, turn him over, The paw gently scratched his soft belly.

Life must be sweet and fun again.

The great god of dinosaurs, Sol lying on his stomach in the shade of a tree at noon, exhaling and praying, give me a lovely cub.

The great dinosaur god said yes.