Dinosaur Warlord 2 by Marcus Sloss

Author:Marcus Sloss [Sloss, Marcus]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2020-11-14T16:00:00+00:00

When the four two horns passed us, I executed a swift U-turn, and was surprised by how well the chariot handled. Roki stopped the hauler in front of us while I yanked on the duckie to stop.

My boots smacked against the stone road as I ran to see the baby dinosaurs. When I peered in, I was flustered.

There were T-rexes in here packed so tightly they might as well have been chickens. My eyes bulged at the sight of dozens of three-foot-tall, big-headed creatures that were unable to move more than a few inches. A shoulder check told me Roki was hiding.

“Hey, I need the tablet or you to get over here,” I commanded, inspecting the baby T-Rexes.

Most of the little toothy hatchlings were brown with black stripes. A few were green and one was black with a shade lighter of black stripes. I wish I could say that unique one cried for attention… But they all were whining to the point it was getting fairly loud.

In a rare occurrence, I heard a slight grumbling from my adjunct. “Coming, Master Nate.”

The moment he left the safety of the chariot, the baby T-Rexes shifted noses into the air, deeply inhaling.

Oh, yeah.

Now I got it.

These were probably too young to know right from wrong, or Roki smelt like a tasty bird. I could see why he was so hesitant.

“I’ll play with the little guys in Koobi, instead. Why don’t -”

“Master Nate, what a wonderful idea. And done, they will be heading at an increased speed for the city,” Roki said, retreating back to his little box of safety.

The pulling two horns jerked the babies into motion, taking them away at an increasing speed.

“Are they gone Master Nate?” Roki said, clearly knowing the answer.

“Roki, tell me about Maven’s production numbers,” I said, my boots crunching over the gritty stone road.

The brisk wind wafted a nasty smell from a nearby farm. A few birds were up high, watching those of us stuck on the ground, and there was the sound of another wagon approaching from behind.

I hurried onto the chariot, sending this duckie into a run. We passed the whining baby T-Rexes, heading for home at a fast clip.

“Maven has stopped hatching T-Rexes. This is the last batch scheduled for at least a few weeks. Over two hundred young are growing. Since I see you eager to ask, Master. The issue is they will eat more than we can feed them in about thirty days even with predictions of increased food generation,” Roki said, reverting to his professor's tone.

“They eat that much?” I said with a grunt.

He shook his head and shrugged. “There is balance involved. The needs of the empire are more than a giant food sink for T-Rexes. We would have to cull hundreds of duckies to feed the T-Rexes. You see, we would need to raise more poultry and bovines to feed them. That would mean less agricultural food for the duckies and -”

“I’m getting the picture. Two hundred is more than enough to start.

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