Trickster Hunter.

Chapter 134: History of the Wilderness
"This life experience is good enough to be the protagonist of a novel," commented Sun Hang.

"How can a protagonist in a novel be destined to live past fifty?" Zhulong laughed.

"That's the case with current novels. Nine out of ten novels pursue a protagonist who is invincible. Readers can't bear to see the protagonist suffer even a little bit of setback, and authors are also afraid that readers will abandon the book if the writing is not satisfying enough. Going back ten or twenty years, there were many protagonists with tragic endings. The topics of God's envy of talent and heroes' old age have always been very moving..."

Sun Hang paused, then continued: "What's more, the plot of defying fate and changing destiny is the most exciting. Just because the previous generations of Zhulong couldn't do it doesn't mean you can't do it either."

"Are you comforting me?" Zhulong asked.

"No, I'm just discussing novels with you." Sun Hang said.

Sun Hang himself did not have the leisure time to read novels, but in the memories of being devoured and integrated by Tai Sui, there was a lot of information on this subject - among the victims who were used as food for Tai Sui, there was probably more than one avid novel lover.

"Ha, I don't really like reading popular novels. I prefer ancient books that seem boring to others." Zhulong glanced at the bookcase on one side, and finally stopped at a set of large books that occupied four rows of bookshelves. "I'm currently reading the Zizhi Tongjian compiled by Sima Guang in the Northern Song Dynasty. I just finished reading the sixty volumes of Han Ji the day before yesterday, and the next one is Wei Ji."

"Do you like history?" Sun Hang asked.

"'A man can use a copper mirror to adjust his clothes and hat; he can use history as a mirror to understand the rise and fall of things; he can use people as a mirror to understand gains and losses.' This sentence comes from the Old Book of Tang, Biography of Wei Zheng, and was spoken by one of the most outstanding emperors of Xiazhou Continent, Emperor Taizong of Tang, Li Shimin."

"Were there any strange things during the reign of Emperor Taizong of Tang?" Sun Hang asked again.

"There are no official records of this," Zhu Long said, "but in some unofficial histories, there are references to evil spirits lurking in the wilderness... In my opinion, the classic line in The Difficult Road to Shu, 'avoiding fierce tigers in the morning and long snakes in the evening. Grinding teeth to suck blood and killing people like hemp', may not refer to wild beasts."

"Is it a weird thing?"

"Not sure, it's all just my guess." Zhulong shrugged.

After saying this, the drinks they ordered were finally served. Three cups of different shapes were placed on a walnut tray - the Puppet Master's latte was served in an exquisite bone china cup, Sun Hang's butter beer was served in a large glass cup with a handle, and the foam overflowing from the mouth of the cup was still swaying, and as for Zhu Long, the Long Island iced tea he ordered was served in a hammered stainless steel wine glass.

Sun Hang noticed that there was no ice in this cup of "Long Island Iced Tea".

"This shouldn't be the bartender's negligence, right?" Sun Hang pointed at the cup. "From the name, this thing should be added with ice cubes, right?"

"Of course not, it's just my personal habit." Zhulong held the wine glass with the hand that had taken off the gloves, and suddenly, a chill came out of the glass.

"Ice cubes will dilute the mixed wine as they melt, causing the taste to change constantly," Zhulong said. "Some people like this gradual change in taste, but I prefer consistency."

"To be honest, this ability of yours is really useful." Sun Hang picked up the wine glass and took a sip. The rich foam immediately covered the corners of his mouth.

This non-alcoholic version of butter beer is actually made from brown sugar, butter and light cream. The bartender also added a large spoonful of maple syrup to it, making the taste of this butter beer as sweet as honey. Sun Hang glanced at the puppeteer who was sipping latte next to him, and suddenly asked, "I don't know your name yet? Zhulong has been calling you Miss Zhong. Is this your last name?"

The puppeteer nodded slightly.

"Zhong Ling." she said.

"Zhong Ling? The Zhong Ling of Zhong Ling's talent and beauty?"

"It's the "Ling" in "Fuling"." The girl corrected in a low voice.

"What about you?" Sun Hang looked at Zhulong.

Sun Hang himself has never had a replacement nickname, so much so that Yang Qi has complained about his "real-name system for surfing the Internet" several times. But for Sun Hang, a name is a person's code name. In this case, why should he waste time replacing this code name with another one?
"My name is Zhulong," Zhulong said. "It is both my name and my code name. Just like the Zhulong meme, this name has been passed down from generation to generation."

"This name is quite domineering."

"The first record of the Candle Dragon was in the Classic of Mountains and Seas: Great Wilderness Northern Classic. It is a monster with a human face and a snake body, also known as 'Zhu Jiuyin' or 'Fire Spirit'. Legend has it that its blood is extremely cold, but the fat in its body is very flammable. In ancient times, humans hunted the Candle Dragon and refined its fat to make candles that would burn forever. This is the origin of the Candle Dragon's name."

After Zhulong finished speaking, he lightly touched the edge of the wine glass with his finger, and a circle of light blue flame rose from the mouth of the glass.

However, the appearance of the flame not only did not bring any heat, but instead caused the surrounding temperature to drop a lot. Zhong Ling, who was holding a coffee cup, subconsciously shrank his neck and whispered, "It's so cold."

"Sorry." Zhulong smiled apologetically and extinguished the flame with his palm. The heart-pounding coldness gradually subsided.

"This flame is your killer move, right?" Sun Hang said, "You held back when you dealt with the Overlord... If I'm not mistaken, those snake-shaped water streams that were wrapped around the Overlord can all burn like this, right?"

Zhulong nodded: "If you do that, Miss Zhong will lose a powerful ghost."

"You just said that humans in ancient times hunted candle dragons and used their oil to make candles..." Sun Hang brought the topic back to the topic, "Were humans in ancient times so powerful? They were actually able to hunt such a powerful monster?"

"Humans have always been very powerful. In the wild times, humans lived together with all kinds of beasts and strange creatures on this world. At that time, there was no distinction between civilized areas and wild lands... Think about it, why were humans able to expand their territory and establish various civilized countries, while those wild beasts and evil creatures were forced into the wild and uninhabited wilderness?"

"You mean, in ancient times, humans and monsters had a great war... and the winner of this battle was humans?" Sun Hang pondered, "As for the main fighting force of the human side... could it be the infected people in ancient times?"

"I think so." Zhulong nodded.

(End of this chapter)