Magical Strategist

"Ah? Is this okay?" On the canoe, Parker and Feiya said in unison after listening to the true dragon's story. They expressed their surprise.

The real dragon raised his eyebrows and said, "What do you think? Sometimes you have to use this!" The real dragon proudly pointed to the melon seeds on his head.

"But Ershun, at this speed, when will we be able to dock? Besides, it's going to rain." Feiya said.

A small boat, drifting with the current, drifting wherever it goes. There is no navigation mark, no oars, no steam engine, and not even a place to shelter from the rain.

The real dragon looked up at the sky, and the dark clouds rushed over without even saying hello. He held the map and said: "From the map, we can reach Winnie City at noon the next day by following the water flow."

Parker couldn't help but said: "You mean, we can only spend tonight on this log? Oh no, it's raining, it's over, my wounds can't be exposed to the rain, otherwise..."

The rain fell instantly.

There are no signs.

The real dragon took off his coat in the rain and threw it on Parker, and said helplessly: "Master, isn't your family very rich? Remember to buy a rainproof robe next time."

"It's no problem now, thank you." Parker put the real dragon's robe on his head. This fabric is really good at preventing rain.

The heavy rain fell harder and harder, and Feiya's hair was stuck to her scalp from the rain. After a while, she started sneezing non-stop.

Without saying a word, the real dragon held Fiya's delicate body in his arms and used his naked body to protect her from the rain.

Feiya buried her head in the real dragon's arms. She saw that the upper body of the real dragon was naked, and its strong muscles became more prominent after being exposed to the rain. "Fourteen..." Feiya said weakly.

"Huh? What fourteen?" Zhenlong asked gently.

Feiya said: "You have fourteen scars on your body. But I know that eleven of them were bitten by the Netherworld Wolf because of me..."

The real dragon didn't answer, just smiled slightly.

At this time, Parker suddenly widened his eyes, opened his throat and shouted: "Brother, let me ask you a question!"

The real dragon replied angrily: "Can you stop being so loud suddenly and startling me? Ask me, what's the problem?"

"Which one bites more painfully, the piranha or the ghost wolf?" Parker asked.

The real dragon was curious about why Parker suddenly asked, and he replied: "I think it should be a piranha. The book said that piranhas' teeth can tear bones, and piranhas usually go out in groups of hundreds or even thousands, and can tear apart bones." The living people were eaten without even leaving their bones.”

"So awesome? No bones left?" Parker opened his mouth wide, with a look of horror on his face.

"Of course, otherwise why would it be called a piranha?" The real dragon returned with certainty.

Parker blinked his eyes and said weakly: "Then can you tell me that right in front, no, right under our feet, there is a group of unknown fish. They are in groups and have very sharp teeth... "

The real dragon looked down at its feet and saw a dense swarm of piranhas! "Ah! My God, why didn't you tell me earlier!"

The screams of ghosts crying and wolf howling suddenly came from the canoe...

Piranhas not only swim fast, they can also jump. Inadvertently, the real dragon's arm was chewed, and a small piece of flesh disappeared. The real dragon screamed, the pain could be described as heart-wrenching pain.

"Brother, use Perfect Thunder to deal with them, otherwise we will lose all our bones." Parker urged.

The real dragon covered his bleeding arm and said, "Water can conduct electricity. Isn't this looking for death?"

The piranhas were excited to shuttle and jump in the water when they smelled the meat.

"Brother, think of a solution quickly. Didn't you say you have to use this sometimes?" Parker said, scratching his head.

The real dragon was helpless, "There are times when this doesn't work."

"What should we do? Are we really dead?" Parker said desperately.

"There is a way, but I don't know if it will work." Zhenlong said. His facial expression is dark.

"What can we do?" Parker and Feiya said together.

The real dragon took a deep breath and said: "There is no other way. At this point, we can only use unique tricks..."

A trick?

The real dragon held his breath fiercely, and his chest was stretched. Then, he roared across the sky: "Help! Come quickly! Someone! Why are you in such a daze? Let's shout for help together!"

This, is this the so-called trick? Parker's face turned even whiter.

The shouts of the three people echoed in the heavy rain. The decibels are like waves in the water, spreading farther and farther in circles.

Will anyone come to save a place like this?

Not to mention, luck is often reserved for those with perseverance.

Not long after shouting, the lights of the ship faintly appeared not far away. Gradually, there were more and more lights, and they became denser and denser. There were at least twenty or thirty boats.

Seeing the fleet, Zhenlong and the others shouted even more fiercely.

More than thirty awning boats quickly approached the real dragon.

The leading boat sailed near the real dragon, and a man's loud voice was heard roaring: "You dare to come to the Weni River on a rainy day, are you risking your life? Come up!"

The three real dragons were rescued into the cabin and finally saved their lives.

After getting on the boat, the real dragon habitually looked around for safety reasons. I saw three figures standing on the deck of the awning boat, one was the middle-aged man who had rescued them just now, and two women wearing brown cloaks.

With long black hair parted in the middle and cold eyes, Zhenlong immediately recognized one of the girls. He shouted in surprise: "Miss Haitang, we meet again!"

That's right, the beauty Haitang from the Shadow Song Guild is standing there. She still had a proud expression. She glanced at the real dragon and said coldly: "Are you calling for help?"

"Well, yes." The real dragon replied.

The girl next to Haitang interjected: "For a grown man to scream for help like that, I really admire you."

If I don’t shout for help, who will? The real dragon smiled bitterly.

At this time, the man with the loud voice roared again: "Let's cast the net and start catching. It's really a bumper harvest today."

I saw more than 30 boats casting wire nets at the same time, and the fish swarmed toward the nets like they were possessed. Those fishing nets are made of special metal, specially designed to deal with the sharp teeth of piranhas. As soon as the school of fish touches the net, it is firmly stuck. Soon, the fishing net was filled with fish.

It is understood that these people are fishermen from the city of Winnie, who specialize in hunting piranhas. The piranha meat from the Winnie River is delicious and nutritious, and the price on the market is relatively high. Whenever it rains, when piranhas are active, local fishermen will go sailing together to share the harvest.

After several hours of fishing, the fishermen returned home with a full harvest singing songs.

"Miss Haitang is also a fisherman?" Zhenlong asked curiously.

From the beginning to now, Haitang has never seen the real dragon in person, including her still aloof attitude this time.