Sky Curtain: The upright ape and Uncle Crocodile have been exposed.

Chapter 21: I want you all to use interference cards to take down the US.

Meanwhile, the exhilarating battle scenes thrilled Chinese netizens, who felt both envious and heartbroken.

I'm so envious! They want to make a big splash too!

It's a pity I chose the weakest one, the original crocodile...sigh...

I really hope it can evolve into a ferocious beast, even if it's not a Tyrannosaurus Rex, just something that can fight.

[Evolve? They'll only get smaller with each evolution. Look at the original crocodile's limbs; they're practically regressing into a loach.]

Stop talking, stop talking! This is the first time I've ever seen reverse evolution. I'm totally losing it.

[I just hope they forget about us when they start fighting, so we can sneak into the top five.]

Do you really think the higher-ups on the other side are idiots? Do you think they'll forget about you?

Do you think... it's possible for us crocodiles to defeat the Dilophosaurus? You mean the Dilophosaurus that could transform into a Tyrannosaurus Rex...?

How can you not laugh after saying this?

[Original Crocodile: Me?]

Chinese netizens fell silent, staring at the crocodiles in the sky, their eyes barely visible as they floated in the water.

Suddenly I felt both amused and heartbroken.

Global Joint Command Center.

Commander Hua held a newly delivered report in his hand, his face gradually darkening.

It's all written clearly in the report.

Lin Xia's life from childhood to adulthood, her report cards, her school performance, her teachers' comments, she turned the pages one by one.

It was all about "sleeping in class".

"At the bottom of the exam"

"Addicted to games"

"Disobedience"

Words like those.

There wasn't even a decent compliment.

I thought he was a big shot pretending to be weak, but I never expected... he really was a pig.

He originally thought that Lin Xia's unreasonable and disobedient behavior had at least some reasonable reason behind it.

In retrospect, Chun Chun was simply rebellious.

Choosing Protosuchus might have been a lucky accident; it just so happens that Protosuchus can swim, while Sharpback Dragon happens to be afraid of water.

There is no other explanation.

Commander Hua slammed the report on the table, rested his hands on his forehead, and spoke in a hoarse voice.

"It seems he was just guessing all along... All our previous expectations of him have become a joke!"

The white-bearded scientist standing to the side remained silent for a long time before finally speaking with difficulty.

"Maybe... he'll have some luck later on?"

"Just lucky?"

Commander Hua raised his head and gave a bitter smile.

"Could we get through all six stages with good luck? What if there are other dragons that aren't afraid of water? What if other animals learn to swim after the second stage?"

"What will happen to him then? What will happen to Yuan E? What will happen to us...?"

"He didn't think about anything at all!"

The protocrocodile is undergoing reverse evolution.

Their limbs became shorter and shorter, their bodies became smaller and smaller, they shrank from land to water, and they retreated from aggression to defense.

Meanwhile, other animals were growing bigger: the whale dragon was getting bigger, the dilophosaurus was getting fiercer, the keelback dragon was growing bone plates, and the maniraptor dragon was growing feathers.

Only the original crocodile is frantically charging towards the goal of becoming "unremarkable".

The three countries are currently vying for supremacy, with the US, Russia, and several others fighting fiercely. But no matter how they fight, there are only so many spots in the top five.

Commander Hua knew very well that even if those companies fought tooth and nail, one of the final five spots would definitely go to China.

Unless a miracle occurs.

He looked up at the boy in the sky, who was still sitting with his legs crossed, eating sunflower seeds, his gaze complex.

What makes you so carefree?

At the same time, the images on the screen swept across all the animals in turn.

Then, a line of large golden characters appeared.

Phase Two has ended.

[Coming Soon - Late Jurassic (Phase 3)]

The sky slowly darkened.

There was no live feed in the command center for the time being, only the low murmurs of discussion from various regions and the occasional buzzing of communicators.

Bear Zone.

Igor Vladimirovich sat in the center, his face grim.

On the left and right sides are high-ranking officials Sergei Korolev and Mikhail Zubov.

The three of them did not look too good.

"I thought I could wipe out the Dilophosaurus of the United States."

Sergei spoke first, his voice laced with suppressed anger.

"Unexpectedly, this caused them to evolve during the battle."

Igor didn't reply, but slowly tapped his fingers twice on the table.

Mikhail shook his head, his tone remaining relatively calm.

"But we did gain something."

"The Dilophosaurus population is already depleted, with half of them being old, weak, sick, or disabled."

"This is our best opportunity, we can't miss it!"

Sergei looked up, his eyes lighting up.

"Therefore, the next phase is the best time to completely eliminate them!!"

Igor finally spoke, his voice not loud, but as steady as a rock.

"Let's all attack together, the vegetarian alliance, charge straight in, don't give them any chance to breathe."

He paused.

"Call over the Indian, John Bull, Monkey, and Hans the Cat."

Mikhail nodded and got up to make a phone call.

Sergei followed him out, his footsteps fading into the distance in the corridor.

Igor sat alone at the table, his gaze fixed on the direction where the sky had darkened, a hint of coldness flashing in his eyes.

What we didn't finish last time, we must finish this time...

Otherwise, the consequences would be unimaginable!

……

The Eagle Zone.

Michael Brennan stood by the window, his gaze falling on the backs of the four foreign executives heading towards the bear area, his brow furrowing slightly.

"The Russians are calling for reinforcements!"

He turned around and looked at Hopkinley, who was sitting on the sofa, his voice low.

"Those vegetarian alliance members will probably all come out of nowhere; they're trying to crush us completely in one fell swoop."

Hopkinley leaned back in his chair, holding a half-empty glass of whiskey, his gaze as calm as a still pond.

"I can tell."

He took a sip of his drink, his tone indifferent.

Brennan took two steps closer, lowering his voice even further.

"The current Dilophosaurus population is too weak to survive; only a dozen or so remain, half of them old, weak, sick, or disabled!"

"If Tetanurae, Ceratopsian, and Ankylosaurus attack me again... we have no chance of winning."

Hopkinley put down his glass, stood up, walked to the window, and stood side by side with Brennan, watching the crowds coming and going outside.

"I know."

Brennan turned his head to look at him.

"So what should we do?"

Hopkinley put down his wine glass, stood up from the sofa, and straightened his collar.

"I'm going out for a bit later."

"As I said before, I'm going to go see John Bull."

Brennan paused for a moment, then realized what was happening.

"Try to turn him? Would he agree to that?"

"As long as he's not stupid, he'll be on our side."

Hopkins buttoned up his suit jacket, his gaze resolute.

"Also, go and inform the higher-ups at Sakura."

"Have them use their interference cards and come over here."

"Tell him to stop playing with that idiot Yuan E."

After saying that, Hopkinley didn't reply. He pushed open the door, his leather shoes making a steady, rhythmic sound on the hallway floor...

First and foremost, it must belong to the United States!!!