The natural empire of ocean dragons

Chapter 137 She is really a mirage

After dealing with the problem of the dwarves and watching them start the work of reshaping the earth with a hundred tauren and a hundred men and horses, Attilan was finally able to return to his loyal forest.

As soon as he came back, he was shocked to hear the bad news.

"Old fish man, ask the kitchen to make me two large pork legs. Make it simpler and not divide it into small pieces. I want to eat a rougher wild flavor today."

"Lord Dragon, the pork legs are gone. Can the pork chop be okay? A whole pork chop, I think it actually has a wild flavor."

Attilan frowned and asked:

"Why are there no pig legs?"

"It's the Leopard Girl. She came over with the old naughty boy's magic mark and asked me to kill all the pigs that are of sufficient weight and can be slaughtered, and tie the four legs."

"The rest was cured and made into ham for her to take with her, saying that the old naughty boy wanted to eat it."

Attilan gritted his teeth and said:

"You old naughty boy, you're actually trying to pull the fire under the cauldron with me!"

Then he looked at the old fish man again.

"Why did the leopard girl say that the old naughty boy needed it, so you gave them all the big pig legs? But if you slaughter so many wild boars at the same time, won't the pork stink?"

The old fish man said respectfully:

"It's you, Dragon Lord, who ordered us. As long as the druids' demands are not excessive, we will all satisfy them. Moreover, the old naughty boy said that he will send a batch of fast-growing piglets over in a while."

"A pig can grow to 200 kilograms in half a year. I think these slow-growing pigs will have no value in raising them in the future. We can definitely use the piglets provided by the old naughty boy."

Attilan slapped the ground.

"Why is it worthless? Now we are laughing and joking, the old naughty boy is supplying us with piglets, making you feel that raising piglets yourself is not as good as importing piglets from outside. What if the old naughty boy doesn't supply us?"

"Do we still have pork to eat?"

Attilan slapped the ground again.

"No matter what, the pig breeding project must continue to advance, and the Kingdom of Atlantis must have its own piglets!"

"Yes, Dragon Lord!"

Although I don’t know what the dragon master is having today, he is very angry at this time, so the old fish man naturally agreed first.

As for the big pig's leg, the Dragon Lord can definitely go to the old naughty boy. Could it be that if the big pig's leg is in the hands of the old naughty boy, the Dragon Lord's clever mouth will not be able to eat it?

"Forget it, you go down first, and the pork chops will be grilled and served as soon as possible, divided into pieces."

Soon six pork chops, grilled to a golden color and rippling with fat, were brought in.

Attilan grabbed one and bit into it. The crunching sound made the wild boar bone feel like a French fries to his teeth, reminding him of his green days as a human being.

When eating pork chops, whether pan-fried, braised, or sweet and sour, his favorite is the kind with crispy bones. But sometimes the crispy bones are too big, and human teeth can only struggle with the crispy bones little by little.

The main reason is not that I can't bite it into pieces, but that I'm afraid of biting my tongue and mouth.

It's different now, no matter how hard the bone is, it can be easily broken by the dragon's teeth.

Chewing heavily, Attilan's body suddenly stiffened.

Damn, I bit my tongue!

Fortunately, he is an ocean dragon and a druid, so this minor injury can be easily cured.

Sure enough, even if you become a dragon, you still can't be too anxious when eating.

After eating one bone, Attilan gave up this inelegant way of eating. Except for the meat and brittle bones, Attilan discarded all other bones.

It can be fed to mastiffs or made into bone meal to fertilize the fields.

Mastiffs are quite useful. When patrolling at night, taking a mastiff with you can use the mastiff's sense of hearing and smell to help halflings better detect dangers in the dark.

But Attilan doesn't actually need it, because the Minotaur is much easier to use than the Mastiff. As a dark magical creature, the Minotaur's hearing, smell, and dark vision are all well developed.

Otherwise, why would many of the guards in the maze be minotaurs?

Attilan chose the wind element totem war dance for the centaurs and the earth element for the tauren. There are reasons. The centaurs are responsible for offense and the tauren are responsible for defense.

"By the way, how is Lista developing in the Hedong area now?"

"I heard that there are several tauren tribes scattered in the east of the river. Now it seems that they are almost conquered by him alone. He did not disturb the other fishmen and lizardmen."

"Finally, there are the tribes of humans and horses. Those tribes of humans and horses are too mobile. Maybe they have left that land to go south or east. After all, humans and horses rarely live in a fixed area."

"As long as it goes well, try to recruit as many people as possible. It will take a lot of manpower to convert such a large piece of land into farmland. Then you really don't have to worry about food problems."

At present, there are only 30,000 acres of infertile land. Even if Attilan wanted to raise an army, it would not be able to support it at all. It does not even have the resources to replace all existing troops with iron armor.

We have no choice but to take root in agriculture. Agriculture has not developed well. Can you tell me how to develop other industries?

"It's Lista's method of forcibly unifying the Tauren tribe. Those Tauren may not obey Lista's instructions. I think it is still necessary for the Dragon Lord to go there in person."

"I also contacted some fishmen and lizardmen tribes. They heard that they could serve an elemental dragon like the Dragon Lord, and they all showed great enthusiasm."

"I just want to meet the Dragon Lord and listen to the Dragon Lord's teachings."

Attilan glanced at the old fishman. He didn't expect that the old fishman was still old-hearted. At such an old age, he was still in the mood to strengthen the fishman tribe.

"You want to integrate all those fishmen into the blue-scaled fishmen?"

<divclass="contentadv"> "I don't dare. Those fishmen are all dependents of the Dragon Lord. How can they be integrated into our tribe? Our tribe now lives a quiet life and has nearly two hundred children."

Attilan's eyes widened in surprise.

"What? Two hundred? Can you feed them?"

The old fishman looked at Attilan seriously.

"Dragon Master, please rest assured that these little fish people are eating well. The paste made from soy flour and pasture can be enough for one meal and one night. In a year, they will be able to farm land, raise fish, and raise fish for the Dragon Master." It’s a river clam.”

Yes, river clam!

Attilan almost forgot that he also had a large river clam that looked like a mirage.

If the dragon beads are used to continuously release the life breath of the ocean dragon to nourish the river clam, Attilan is very curious, will the river clam transform into a mirage, and finally into a mirage?

The mirage dragon is also a kind of dragon, and it is also biased towards the Eastern dragon clan. It stands to reason that it will not appear in this material world because there is no environment for its birth.

But after Attilan learned more about the dragon beads, he suspected that the swamp dragon used the water element of the lake to refine the dragon beads, and the river clams used to live in the lakes.

The lake water after refining the dragon beads will definitely have a bit of dragon bead flavor. Attilan wants to use his ocean dragon soul to refining the river clams to see if there will be any reaction.

If there is, it means that the Swamp Wurm is really refining the Dragon Balls.

No matter what kind of dragon they are, they have the ability to gradually transform the creatures that live near them into dragon-blooded creatures.

This dragon's blood refers to blood, and it does not necessarily need to be transformed with dragon's blood. A powerful dragon, or even a piece of dragon scale, can create a family of dragon warlocks that will be passed down from generation to generation.

If the aquatic creatures in the inland sea are gradually transformed into dragon-blooded creatures under the influence of the ocean dragon soul of the swamp dragon, then this force becomes even more terrifying.

Precisely because Attilan also had the Dragon Ball, he knew how terrifying the Dragon Ball's effect was.

Of course, actively transforming dragon-blooded creatures requires consuming the energy of the dragon beads. It is impossible for the swamp dragon to waste the energy of the dragon beads for some dependents that are of little value to him.

But passive transformation is also very scary, especially for people who live around the swamp dragon all year round. Maybe when they refine the dragon balls, they will be transformed into dragon blood creatures by the overflowing energy.

No, energy leakage would only happen to a little guy like him who didn't have a solid foundation. The Bear Man would never waste a single bit of energy.

The Ursine once seriously admitted that Cerstis was stronger than him, so the old dragon would definitely not leak out its energy. It would only mutate after being infected by the waste water after refining the Dragon Balls.

And the big river clam can mutate, is it because the big river clam is a genius?

No, Attilan quickly got rid of the pork chops that were delivered, went to the river clam field, found the big river clam lying quietly in the center of the pool, and used druid spells to link with the big river clam.

"how have you been?"

The river clam opened and closed its shell a few times, receiving a lot of energy rain released by Attilan, and there was plenty of food, so the river clam's spirituality had at least doubled.

The river clam was once as ignorant as a one or two-year-old child, but now she is smarter than a three-year-old child. She knows that Attilan is good to her and wants to be close to Attilan.

Crazy to express her happiness and joy.

"Okay, okay, now I'm going to use a burst of energy to cleanse your body. You can tell me your feelings as much as possible."

The river clam opened and closed its shell twice to show that it understood.

Attilan called upon the water element, and first formed an energy field to isolate the breath of the dragon ball. Then he released the dragon ball, and a layer of faint blue-green light shone down on the river clam.

As soon as the dragon ball energy entered the body of the clam, the clam opened and closed its shell unconsciously, and at the same time, a faint white mist was released by the clam.

Vaguely, Attilan seemed to see a little girl standing in front of him. The little girl's body was blue, like a body made of water, and her breath was somewhat similar to that of a fairy or spirit.

Attilan suddenly thought of something and said in surprise:

"Are you a river clam?"

Who would have thought that the river clam, no, the little girl actually nodded.

"I didn't expect that you are already a mirage. This dark night star is returned to you. From now on, you can use the energy of releasing this white mist to refine the dark night star. Do you understand?"

Attilan put the dark night stars into the clam shell. Faced with the pearl that had caused a lot of obstacles to him, the mirage obviously didn't want it.

But when Attilan said this, she could only nod pitifully.

Attilan reached out and rubbed the little girl's head, and said with a smile:

"Purify the pearls carefully. You will transform into a mirage dragon in the future, and you will need this pearl to condense your mirage dragon beads!"

What Dragon Balls are, Dahe Clam doesn’t understand at all.

Attilan pointed to his dragon ball.

"I am the dragon ball that makes you feel comfortable."

The little girl nodded excitedly.

After Attilan took back the dragon ball, the little girl disappeared. The big river clam took the initiative to exhale a few mirage breaths but couldn't change the little girl, so it closed its shell and remained motionless. Attilan even felt her unhappiness.

"Hahaha~"