The natural empire of ocean dragons

Chapter 139 Attilan’s first birthday party

"How many grass seeds have you collected?"

The grass girl pointed to the dogtail grass that was close to an acre of land in front of her and said:

"Almost all the grass seeds with cultivation value are here, but there are still several places in the forest where foxtail grass grows in patches. As for the ones that grow sporadically, there are countless places."

"I plan to use the withering spell to kill the foxtail grass that is growing in those areas, select the grass seeds that are valuable for cultivation, and then use the withering spell."

"To prevent the ability defects they carry from contaminating the seeds that I have finally selected."

Attilan nodded in agreement. Indeed, the difference between good and bad is a big problem.

The good ones are millet and the bad ones are foxtail grass. They are the same ancestors and naturally look very similar. Not only the millet will improve the genes of foxtail grass.

The foxtail grass will also drag down the millet during pollination, not only affecting the yield, but also causing the degradation of the seeds.

"I will help you then. Do you want me to help you prepare a millet cultivation base near Qinglin Town, so that you can cultivate millet on that land with peace of mind?"

The grass girl waved her hands casually.

"No need, the existing land in the forest where foxtail grass grows is very good, and there are quite a few differences in the land environment between them. Maybe I can cultivate several different subtypes of millet."

Attilan's eyes widened when he heard this. He didn't expect that Cao Nu had already thought so long-term. She actually wanted to cultivate subspecies of millet suitable for different environments at once.

Sure enough, her ambition is also very big, no wonder she is ready to fight for it all her life.

"Stop saying anything, I'll go arrange the kobolds for you now."

The kobolds are divided into two groups, men and women. The men are in Water Cellar Town and the women are in Big Horn Town. This is Attilan's way of preventing them from giving birth to too many kobolds.

Now that the food cycle is gradually moving towards a positive cycle, and the number of people that can be fed is also increasing, it is not enough to continue to restrict the reproduction of kobolds.

Attilan has treated the kobolds like bricks, moving them wherever they are needed, leaving all the hard work to the kobolds without giving the kobolds any sweet treats.

The kobolds are about to rebel.

Rebellion is still unlikely, but the kobolds' work enthusiasm will definitely gradually decline.

Therefore, the ban must be relaxed to a certain extent, but it must be restricted, otherwise the number of kobolds may soon exceed 10,000.

In fact, the current application value of kobolds is very low. Their height is about the same as that of halflings. Apart from being good at digging, they have no other specialties.

What Attilan wants more is winged kobolds. Being able to fly is a very important advantage. If all the kobolds under his command can be winged kobolds.

The kobolds can easily take out a large number of enemies just by attacking from the air, such as throwing rocks.

If you use a sling to throw a stone with difficulty, you may not be able to kill the enemy, but the kobold flies into the sky with a bag of stones, and only needs to pour the stones in the bag down from a height of several hundred meters.

Even if he is not dead, there is still a big bump on his head. Even if he wears an iron helmet, he cannot stop this kind of blunt force damage.

Otherwise, what Iron Helmet and Iron Armor are most afraid of is blunt weapon attacks like hammers.

Attilan found the kobold leader in Bighorn Town as quickly as possible.

As the leader, he must have received some privileges, but not many.

For example, Attilan allowed him to keep a fixed spouse, but he could only have children once a year. The kobold leader still had a weak red dragon bloodline.

Maybe they can breed winged kobold descendants.

Seeing Attilan coming, the kobold leader lay down on the ground respectfully.

"Dragon Lord!"

"Prepare twenty clever little heads. I have a job for them."

"Yes!"

"Also, the ban on the separation of male and female kobolds can be lifted, but you have to restrict them from giving birth to too many kobolds. Do you know how to do it?"

The kobold leader looked sad.

"clear."

Although things are difficult to handle, it is better than being banned by the Dragon Lord all the time.

"My subordinates must work hard!"

"Lord Dragon, what are those twenty little headmen going to do? I can choose them according to the conditions."

Attilan briefly told the kobold leader about cultivating millet, and his eyes suddenly lit up.

"I understand."

Being able to participate in the cultivation of food means that these little head people will definitely not be without food in the future, and they will definitely eat better than them.

Maybe the hope for the rise of the kobolds lies in these twenty kobolds.

As the number of races under Attilan's command increases and the total number of dependents increases, the kobold leaders can clearly feel that the importance of their kobolds under Attilan's command is constantly declining.

There really seemed to be nothing they could do except dig in the dirt.

But they can't compare to the tauren who can beat them into meat patties with one punch. The only thing they can compete with is digging underground ditches and karez wells.

But there are only so many places that need karez. Originally, the expansion of the Kingdom of Atlantis focused on the arid Hexi region. The closer it is to the southwest, the more karez is needed.

However, their thinking has changed recently. The rainforest east of the Southwest River has become the main development direction of the kingdom. Suddenly, they who are good at digging karez are not so important.

Now that a new job can be found for them, the kobold leader will naturally devote 200% of his energy to dealing with it.

"Dragon Lord, don't worry, I will definitely choose the best Kobold!"

"After selecting them, let them report to Qinglin Town. You will lead the team yourself. Also, the swamps in the south need to be drained. The task of digging ditches is still left to you."

"Yes!"

Being assigned endless tasks by Attilan made the kobold leader more energetic, because this was a sign that the dragon master valued their kobolds.

<divclass="contentadv"> Attilan didn’t want to say anything. After conducting on-site inspections, he discovered that the two pieces of land he could control were not good places.

The Hexi region near the desert is mostly arid wasteland, while the Hedong region near the rainforest is mostly swampland.

However, Attilan also knew that if these two areas were good places, they would have been occupied by humans long ago. How could there be only some barbaric and backward monsters occupying these two lands.

The Southwest River, plus the three rivers in the rain forest, left a lot of woods, swamps, and terrible miasma on the land that Attilan planned to conquer, which covered an area of ​​more than 100,000 square kilometers.

It’s not easy to develop!

However, the thing he is not afraid of the most is difficulties. As long as he has enough dependents under his command, no matter how large the swamp is, the water will be drained and turned into fertile farmland!

This requires the fish and kobolds to work together to dredge and dig new waterways to drain the water accumulated in the soil into the sea.

And it must have strong enough combat power, otherwise the swampland will become fertile farmland, and you will see if the Water Elf Kingdom to the south will take over it.

So nothing can be rushed.

The most important thing for Attilan now is to re-accumulate potential!

Yes, after condensing the dragon beads, he found that his biological level had increased by 0.5 and his druid level had increased by 1 level. However, when he practiced afterwards, it was obviously not as fast as before.

It's as if his potential has been exhausted.

In fact, Attilan knew very well that the current speed of cultivation was the normal speed.

The reason why he could practice so quickly before was purely a coincidence.

He agreed to join the millet domestication research team because he wanted to be patient and settle down.

Let his dragon body grow for a while.

This precipitation took four months to settle.

On this day, Attilan had just roasted an eight-centimeter-long dogtail grass, and something suddenly occurred to him.

"Tomorrow is the day when I break out of my shell, which is also my birthday!"

Leopard Girl, who was also holding a handful of dogtail grass and roasting it, raised her head in confusion and asked:

"So you're going to treat everyone to a big! meal tomorrow?"

"Your grain is going to burn."

Attilan just reminded her silently.

The Leopard Girl yelled, quickly grabbed the millet and blew it crazily.

"Do you know that your behavior will only make the grains more scorched?"

The flower girl came over with a smile and said:

"What millet? What's the difference between your tail and that of an ordinary dog?"

Attilan also sighed and said:

"After four months of hard work, there has been no change in the size of the grass seeds. The only breakthrough is that the ears of Setaria solani have doubled in length, although this breakthrough is already amazing."

“But it still feels unsatisfying.”

The leopard girl casually stuffed the burnt dogtail grass into the flower girl's hands.

"Stop talking about Guzi, what are you going to do tomorrow?"

"Of course I'm inviting the druids in the forest to a banquet. As for my dependents, I won't invite them. If they know that the dragon master is only one year old, wouldn't I be very embarrassed?"

The wine girl came over drunk.

"If they knew you were one year old, they would be extremely happy. You are so powerful at one year old. Wouldn't it be great to reach heaven when you are a thousand years old?"

Attilan looked at the wine girl in surprise.

"Why do you drink so much? I remember you rarely get drunk."

"I'm happy today! My Frostfire Wine finally made a breakthrough!"

"Really? I want to be the first to drink!"

Leopard Girl jumped up excitedly.

The wine girl smiled bitterly and said:

"I brewed frost wine and fire wine respectively. Do you think I'm good or not? But I can't brew frost fire wine. This question is too difficult and I can't do it!"

It is indeed very difficult to resolve the conflicting energies of ice and fire.

Attilan could only step forward and comfort him:

"It's my birthday tomorrow and I need some special drinks. I think your frost wine and fire wine are very good. I'll show you a cocktail show then."

"There is no Frostfire Wine. If we use these two kinds of wine to make wine, it is not necessarily worse than Frostfire Wine."

The wine girl burped, tilted her head and fell asleep.

When she woke up, she found that she was in a luxurious banquet scene. On the long dining table were golden wild boar, lamb chops, roast chicken and duck waiting for people to eat.

More than thirty druids were surrounding Attilan, seemingly watching some kind of performance.

The wine girl squeezed into the crowd and happened to look at Attilan's bottle of ice wine and a bottle of fire wine. The blue wine and red wine were spinning in the air, forming a vortex with distinct red and blue colors.

Finally, as the rotation became faster and faster, the two liquids magically merged.

The wine girl's eyes suddenly widened and she made a sharp crackling sound in excitement.

"Yes, that's it!"