It's time for me to put on my bat mask

Chapter 39 Domineering...Domineering...

Lao Xie, Xie Guoli, is a senior researcher at the Nanjing Institute of Geology and Paleontology.

Mid-level position, age 57.

Twenty minutes ago, I only received an order from my superior.

He was tasked with leading his researchers and interns to quickly empty a warehouse belonging to a branch of the research institute located on the outskirts of NJ.

This warehouse was originally used to store fossils.

Although the quantity is not large, it is extremely precious.

They include a small number of extremely rare fossils spanning from the Cambrian to the Quaternary Ice Age.

Old Xie actually found it very strange.

This instruction itself is illogical.

Where are these fossils being transported?
Even the nearby special police and soldiers from the military region were mobilized.

Is there some kind of exhibition being planned soon?

Although Lao Xie was puzzled, he didn't ask any further questions.

He started moving things with a group of subordinates and graduate students.

The fossils were sorted and arranged by class, order, and family, and then carefully loaded into the armored transport vehicle.

He also glanced at the soldier standing guard outside the door, holding a QBZ-191 rifle.

Then I looked at the infantry fighting vehicle waiting ten meters away, which was equipped with a 100mm rifled cannon and a 30mm autocannon.

Old Xie's doubts deepened even further.

Moving a fossil...

Is it necessary to deploy this deadly weapon?
We are transporting fossils of Caudata zouensis, not fossils of Yutyrannus zouensis!

Wait a minute... even if it's a Feathered Tyrannosaurus Rex fossil, there's really no need for such a big fuss...

It's not a real Feathered Tyrannosaurus!

That’s not right either…

Even a real Feathered Tyrannosaurus Rex couldn't withstand this thing!

Wiping the sweat from his forehead, Lao Xie glanced at the Type 04A tank again before returning to the warehouse.

As he picked up a box of fossilized Microraptor eggs, he heard the sound of the heavy metal warehouse door behind him being opened.

He looked back.

I saw a strangely dressed man wearing a red uniform and a red hood.

Lao Xie knows the answer to this question.

As a 57-year-old young man who still surfs Bilibili despite his advanced age, Lao Xie also enjoys watching Marvel and DC movies in his spare time.

He recognized it immediately as a Deadpool cosplay.

No, which of Lao Tzu's subordinates is this?
Why are you dressed like that for work!

How dignified!

Then Lao Xie realized something was wrong.

Because this Deadpool was carrying something that looked somewhat familiar.

The other person waved to Lao Xie.

Then he pointed to the thing he was carrying in his hand:

"I checked, this one is still breathing. Do you want more?"

This unfamiliar voice drew the attention of everyone in the warehouse.

They all looked towards the doorway simultaneously.

"What the hell!?"

"Deadpool?!"

"No... what are you carrying, brother?"

"A Deinonychus model?"

"Where can you find a Deinonychus that small?"

"It's not small at all; it looks like it's at least three meters long from head to toe!"

"So, for Deinonychus, what's the difference between small and large?"

"This model is so realistic! The feathers look just like the real thing!"

"Am I just imagining things? Is the model's chest moving?"

A researcher wearing glasses squinted.

As soon as he said that, everyone, including Lao Xie, turned their attention to the chest of the creature that looked like a Deinonychus model.

It's definitely not an illusion.

It is indeed a slight undulation that can be seen with the naked eye.

Wait a minute……

What was the first thing this strange guy said when he came in?

Is this dragon still alive?

Do we still want it?

They looked back and forth between the dragon "model" and "Deadpool".

Deadpool tilts his head:

"Didn't you guys give me a tip so I could send you a live one?"

He suddenly covered his mouth, looking surprised.

"Did I write the wrong house number?"

He pointed to Lao Xie and the others:

"Hold on."

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, he pushed open the warehouse door and stuck half his body out of it.

The view outside the door was also revealed.

The scenery outside the warehouse has long since disappeared.

The soldiers and equipment stationed nearby were nowhere to be seen.

Instead, there was an endless expanse of milky white sky.

And beneath the sky, the damp ground is covered with moss and ferns.

And then there's the azure ocean at the horizon.

Several shadows swept across the sky.

Why does it look a bit like a pterosaur?
Is it an illusion?

At this moment.

The researchers in this warehouse had expressions that were perfectly synchronized with those of the viewers watching the live stream.

It vividly and perfectly illustrates what it means to be dumbfounded.

[It actually worked!]

No, it's been 6600 million years!

Wait a minute, the atmosphere of the two eras is different, isn't it? Can this dragon, whatever its name is, even survive here?

This is indeed a problem; our current atmosphere was probably equivalent to low oxygen levels for dinosaurs.

[And I think this dragon is going to die soon too. Even a physical education student would need a month to recover from that punch from the uploader.]

Don't rush, even a real athlete can slide tackle a Tyrannosaurus Rex.

That's very energetic.

I still can't get over the fact that Teacher Chihe single-handedly defeated six Deinonychus.

Is this really not a pre-prepared AI video?

[I saw this on the homepage, is this Deadpool?]

Just at this time.

Ten donation messages from the Nanjing Institute of Geology and Paleontology floated across the screen.

【Teacher Chihe! You really brought it!】

Actually, we were just too excited!

We still need to construct a simulation of the Late Cretaceous atmosphere!

Could you please return this Navajo dragon to its original location?

The modern environment is not suitable for their survival!

[And they also carry bacteria and viruses from the Late Cretaceous!]

However, Bai Zizhou didn't see these comments at all.

He glanced at the address on the white-and-green random doorplate hanging on the tattered pile of branches outside the door.

The sound traveled into the warehouse:

"This is Warehouse No. 3, Fossil Center, Nanjing Institute of Geology and Paleontology, No. XX Road, right?"

Old Xie nodded subconsciously:

"Yes."

"I knew there couldn't be a mistake!"

“Pah~!”

The words fell.

Bai Zizhou threw the "model" on the ground.

The dragon let out a mournful cry.

Bai Zizhou paused for a moment, then quickly stepped forward.

Press your ear against your chest.

Her voice was starting to crack.

"Hey bro, what's wrong with you?!"

The viewers in the live stream couldn't hold back any longer.

[She's dead! It's all your fault!]

First, you sent me flying with a single blow from a tree trunk, then you knocked me unconscious with a single punch, and finally you threw me to the ground...

That's very much like real life.

Even Hua Tuo, the legendary physician, would have to offer this triple dose of divine healing.

Alright, now the research institute doesn't need to worry about this dragon's survival in the modern world.

【really. 】

Old Xie's lips twitched when he saw this scene.

An absurd idea popped into his mind.

Could it be...

This dragon...

It's fucking genuine, isn't it?!
Look at the dragon corpse on the ground.

Then look at the seemingly modern scenery outside the half-open warehouse door.

and many more……

What's that sticking its head in through the doorway?!
A researcher stammered:

“Ba…Ba…”

(End of this chapter)