The promise of slow wear for the rest of your life

The meat in the mouth was almost gone, so Arnold had to take out another piece and roast it again.

In order to prevent this piece of meat from being robbed, Arnold simply set up a grill, and then took out some raw meat and grilled it, just in case.

In fact, his worries were not superfluous at all.

No, the dragon sitting opposite him, after finishing the meat skewers in twos and twos, he stared at the two skewers that were not yet cooked.

Anol deliberately ignored the other party, but he could only think about it in his heart.

As the saying goes, people have to bow their heads under the roof.

Arnold is in this state at this time.

Fortunately, Arnold had the foresight to roast an extra piece of meat, otherwise, he might have to be hungry for a while.

Unexpectedly, after finishing the second skewer of barbecue, the dragon was still not satisfied.

Seeing that the other party finished eating his own skewer, and then stared at the one he hadn't finished eating, his eyes were so fiery that he almost grabbed it, Arnolden felt embarrassed and speechless, it was almost worthless to say anything.

In order to prevent the other party from really being unable to resist grabbing it, Arnold had no choice but to continue taking out the raw meat and grilling it.

Seeing this, the dragon really stopped staring at the meat skewer near his mouth, and instead stared at the skewer that was roasting on the fire.

While Arnold breathed a sigh of relief, he couldn't help but laugh a little.

In his opinion, a problem that can be solved with a meal of meat is not a problem.

In line with the mentality that more things are worse than less things, Anol took the role of chef seriously, and directly divided three fires, and continuously roasted meat for the uninvited dragon opposite.

Of course, during this period, he did not forget to eat some from time to time to fill his empty stomach.

In the end, the whole sub-dragon beast's meat was roasted, and the dragon who seemed to know nothing about satiation was considered to be full.

Arnold's arms were tired from roasting the meat all night.

After the dragon had eaten and drank enough, he got up and was about to leave.

Arnold looked at his back, hesitated for a moment, and then tentatively opened his mouth to ask. The first sentence after the two met: "My name is Niafes Burt. I haven't asked for advice yet, your esteemed one." Last name?"

"Orgus." The man said, turning his head and squinting at him, and then added arrogantly: "For the sake of your cleverness, I allow you to call me "Orgus"."

"That's really my honor." Anol shrugged and watched the other party disappear into the forest.

Arnold was not disappointed when he didn't ask the dragon's full name.

Because the dragon clan will only state their full name, including first and last name, to their contract objects.

Since the dragon didn't say his full name, it meant that the other party had no intention of signing a contract with him.

Knowing that becoming a dragon knight is not so easy, Arnold is not surprised by this, so he will not feel disappointed.

It was dawn now, and a new day had dawned.

Anor cheered up, buried the embers of the fire, took out the cloak and put it on his body, and then got up and continued to walk deep into the jungle.

The sub-dragon meat hunted yesterday was all consumed by the dragon that appeared unexpectedly. Arnold wanted to hunt another one as his meat source for the next few days.

Unexpectedly, for the next whole day, he failed to find a single living creature.

There was no trace of the giant dragon he was supposed to be looking for, or the Yalong beast he planned to find.

Ordinarily, based on his thousands of years of experience in wild survival and hunting, this situation should not have happened.

But the facts are irrefutable.

Arnold couldn't figure it out. He ran around for a whole day but got nothing, and he also ate wild fruits for a whole day to satisfy his hunger.

In the evening, seeing that the day was about to pass, Arnold had to give up hunting for prey for the time being, and found a resting place for the night instead.

For him as a half-breed elf, this is very simple.

Plants that grow over every inch of the ground will tell him where he can safely pass the more dangerous nights.

After finding a satisfactory resting place, Arnold lit a fire with dry wood picked up along the way.

Just when he was about to spend some time and space coins to buy some meat from the super-level system, a huge Yalong beast suddenly fell from the sky on the open space in front of him.

The sub-dragon fell to the ground with a bang, broke its neck and died.

The fire that Anol had just lit was almost smashed out.

Naturally, this wingless sub-dragon beast couldn't have run into the sky and fell down by itself.

Arnold looked around, and as expected, he saw the figure of the man who should not have appeared again.

The man came walking, avoiding insects and ants wherever he went, like a king coming.

The corner of Anol's mouth twitched slightly, and he wanted to say why you came again, but he couldn't speak because of the lonely character.

The man walked up to him and stood still, looked down at him, and said something extremely arrogant with a magnetic voice.

"Human race, seeing that your cooking skills can still keep up, I allow you to use all the resources on this island."

When Anol heard this, he almost laughed angrily.

Listen, is this speaking human words?

Hearing what he said, it doesn't mean that if he didn't have good cooking skills, he wouldn't be able to move every plant and tree on this island.

This person, ah bah, should be called this dragon.

This dragon is too overbearing!

Arnold's heart was full of dark flames, but not only did he not show any emotion on his face, but a little surprise appeared on the contrary.

This is also a matter of no choice, he can't beat him again and again, he can't fight desperately just to refuse to give the other party barbecue!

In the end, Arnold could only smile happily under the gaze of the other party, and said, "Dear Sir Olgus, I am very honored to be recognized by you."

Seeing him being so good, Alguston felt very satisfied: "You should feel honored. Now, you can start to do what you should do!"

On the surface, Arnold readily agreed, but secretly wanted to curse.

This night, Arnold still spent the non-stop barbecue.

By dawn, his overused arms were too tired to lift.

Orgus still left after eating.

Arnold, who was once again used as a free labor force, ate four fist-sized wild fruits in one breath, and finally relieved his anger a little.

This is not finished.

For the next half a month, that person would show up with his prey every night.

And Arnold, since he met that person, has never encountered a living thing that can be called a prey in the daytime.

A day or two is fine.

It has been like this for half a month, even a stupid person like a pig should figure out what is wrong.

Besides, Arnold is not stupid.

Looking back, Arnold stopped looking for the challenge of the giant dragon, and instead used the daytime to catch up on sleep, so that he would have enough energy at night to deal with the unrepentant and seemingly endlessly full. Stomach Tyrannosaurus.

Giving up on the challenge of finding the dragon does not mean that Anor has given up on leaving the island.

Not to mention that he still has tasks to complete, but whether the giant dragons inhabiting this island will allow a human race to survive here for a long time is a question.

Therefore, Anor had to find a way to leave the island anyway.

Since the usual path was impossible, he had to find another shortcut.

Thinking about it in turn, in fact, the frequent appearance of that dragon is also a great opportunity.

What Arnold is looking for is only a dragon that can take him away from this island and return to the ancient continent, and has a stable temperament and will not easily get him into trouble.

According to what he has observed in the past half month, the dragon seems to be able to meet these two requirements.

So, Arnold thought, if it really didn't work, he could simply induce the dragon to sign a contract with him.

As for the temptation to use, it is naturally to use a wide variety of meat ingredients on the ancient continent, as well as his unparalleled barbecue technology.

If this matter can be achieved, the worst result is that he will be reduced to a cook who has to cook meat for the dragon every night.

If not, the best result would be that the dragon would become angry and never appear again.

In this way, maybe he can find other giant dragons to challenge, and instead use this most common way to return to the ancient continent.

All in all, these two results can allow him to achieve his goal of leaving the island and returning to the ancient continent.

In this way, he has nothing to hesitate.

After finalizing the so-called "seduction" plan, Arnold implemented it that night.

It was also on this night that it was extremely rare for Anol to take the initiative to open his mouth when he was grilling meat for the dragon.

He only heard him say: "Orgus, I'm afraid I won't be able to serve you anymore."

When Olgus heard this, he couldn't help feeling a little surprised: "The reason?"

Anol said with distress and regret on his face: "Because the condiments I brought are almost used up. When these condiments are gone, the taste of the meat I roast will be much worse. Even if I eat it myself It’s hard to swallow, and you certainly won’t be able to eat it either.”

This is not possible, it is a matter of personal experience, and Olgus' face suddenly became serious: "What is missing, tell me."

While recalling the types of condiments known to the original owner, Arnold said: "Salt, honey, ginger powder, fragrant skin powder, Hulan powder, basil powder, etc., as well as some medicinal materials that can be used as spices, are made by grinding seasoning."

Orgus: "Where can I get what you said?"

"Some can be bought from pharmacists, some can be bought from low- and mid-level mercenaries, and some can be bought in many butcher shops."

Speaking of this, Arnold showed annoyance at the right time: "There are still some that can't be bought, and only I can make them. If I had known earlier, I would be so lucky to meet you, I would definitely make some more before I set off. The condiments that cannot be bought. I did not think carefully, please forgive my mistake."

Hearing this, Olgus frowned slightly, and then said tolerantly: "For the sake of your hard work, I won't care about it with you."

Arnold: "..." I have a sentence of xxx, I don't know if I should say it or not! :) :)