"Mmm..."
"Dinosaur tail meat is so tasty..."
In this semi-arid woodland of karst terrain on this Earth, a little kid who looked not quite five years old—but was unusually sturdy for his age—was squatting on the ground and devouring a huge, round slice of meat that was still steaming and sizzling with oil. His messy black hair stuck out in all directions. He wore a filthy, tattered training uniform with a large "Demon" character printed on the front and back, and had a sword strapped to his back. He looked just like a little wild man.
Not far behind him, a giant dinosaur lay unconscious beneath a towering karst rock formation that resembled a stone pillar. Judging by the tail, most of which had been cut off, the enormous slice of meat in the little wild-looking kid's mouth had clearly been sliced from the poor beast's tail and roasted.
"Ha!"
"I'm so full..."
The little boy soon polished off the slice of meat in his hands. He kept wiping his greasy, gleaming mouth and cheeks on his ragged training uniform and arm guards, whose original color was impossible to make out. Then he continued to rub his oily hands on himself.
Clearly, his training uniform was a multipurpose garment that kept him warm, covered his modesty, protected him, and served as a mouth-wiper, nose-wiper, and everything else. Ordinary clothes simply couldn't compare!
"Phew..."
"But I've almost cut off its whole tail. A few more times and I'll be chopping its butt. I kind of feel sorry for it..."
"I'd better stop eating its meat for a while."
At last, with the meat thoroughly devoured, he looked back at the poor creature, a fearsome carnivorous dinosaur that had once stood near the top of the food chain in this area. Then