Dragon Clan: My Dad is Ange

However, it will probably take another year for Long Xin to completely transform his bloodline and become a true first-generation species.

It would be great if he could kill a dragon king right now, even if it was the Dark Lord. He could just let the dragon heart devour the other dragon's body, and he would immediately become the first generation.

"Hey, Brother Fan, please don't become some horror scientist. You're acting like you're about to destroy the world."

Lu Mingfei in the camera pretended to shudder and teased.

"It's not my turn to destroy this world."

Ye Fan smiled.

"Okay, enough talking. I'm already there. If possible, I'll bring you some local specialties."

Turning off the phone screen, Ye Fan watched the plane land in the square.

Yellow dust was flying, and through the dust he could vaguely see a thin figure standing on the side of the road. It was the person who was waiting to greet him.

A heat wave rushed in the moment the hatch opened.

The airport was as small as a wealthy individual's private landing pad, its runway ending in a jagged limestone cliff. A skinny old man in a white turban held up a cardboard with the word "Ye" written on it, his eyes wary as if he were watching a smuggler.

"Qasim?"

Ye Fan greeted him in Arabic, which he had learned temporarily during the executive department training. However, he saw the other party suddenly take a half step back, his cloudy eyes fixed on the inner pocket of his windbreaker - where there was a sword, and the hilt was wrapped with a dark red dragon-patterned rope.

"You always have to carry your own weapons when you're on a mission, don't you?"

Ye Fan smiled and said that he learned Arabic in one day, and at least there would be no problem in daily conversation.

The old man didn't say anything in the end, but just gestured for Ye Fan to follow.

They walked through a grove of dragon blood trees, whose umbrella-like canopies cast spider-web-like shadows in the twilight, and resin seeped from the cracks in the bark like tears of solidified blood.

"Outsiders...are all after dragon blood."

Qasim suddenly spoke, his English broken but sharp, "But the blood here will eat people."

"Actually, it's okay if you communicate with me directly in Arabic. There's no need to force yourself."

Ye Fan smiled like a shy big boy.

The old man looked at the other person deeply. The boy in front of him had a pair of eyes as warm as the sea.

But his more than 80 years of life experience told him that the owner of those eyes as calm as the sea could also stir up strong winds and huge waves like the ocean at any time.

“I’m the head of Socotra.”

The old man finally opened his mouth and started talking.

"This island was once a city of dragons. Legend has it that in ancient times, dragons built bronze pillars that reached the sky and established a city high in the sky to rule over the people below."

"Afterwards, the dragons were defeated and many retreated to this island. But something seemed to have happened, causing them to become extinct. Dragon blood spilled onto the land, causing trees and flowers to mutate, resulting in the current dragon blood trees and other unique plants and animals."

"Of course, the above is just a legend. From your scientific perspective, this is a unique biological structure that has evolved on our planet over the past 1800 million years. It's the price of isolation."

The old man explained, but it seemed that he had endless things to say when it came to the island.

"You'll love this place. Every plant and animal here has its own meaning. The dragon blood tree can be used to help wounds stop bleeding and heal, and the flowers and plants also have their herbal value."

Patting the tree beside the road, the old man smiled and said, and the kindness unique to people of this age finally appeared on his old face.

"Perhaps this is truly a blessing from ancient dragons, giving the island's flora and fauna meaning and value."

Ye Fan said this, and his words were very useful to the old man. He must like the ancient legend just now.

The old man became more eager.

Ye Fan could understand this feeling, and he himself would feel proud when he talked about the ancient myths of China.

"Too many people from that tribe have disappeared recently. Everyone is trying to survive on this land, and life and death are common, but this time too many people died and disappeared."

The old man led the way in front, and Ye Fan followed behind. After walking for a long time, a vast tribe appeared in front of the two.

Those houses made of thatch and mud stand on the red land, arranged in an orderly manner to form a tribe.

Ye Fan estimated that this tribe could easily accommodate about 100 people, which was considered a large tribe.

"More than 20 people have disappeared. All the men who went out hunting have disappeared."

The old man said.

"It's difficult for outside supplies to get here, and the locals don't like them, preferring a more primitive lifestyle. But the men are gone, and the children here haven't eaten meat for three days."

"Every day we can only rely on a few food roots to fill our stomachs. The same is true for the elderly and women. Even if I brought in supplies from outside, there would not be enough for more than 80 people."

……

I'll add two more chapters. There's nothing else to cheer me up, so I'll just write a little more content and put it here.

If there are still people here who are going to take the college entrance examination tomorrow, then the author, Sunshine Dad, wishes you all the best.

Chapter 131 People in the Village

Probably sensing the arrival of outsiders, the people living in this village came out from the shadows of the houses one after another and looked at Ye Fan who had set foot here.

Just as the old man said, Ye Fan did not see any young men in this village. Most of the people were elderly people, women and children.

Although there are elderly people, there are actually not many of them, and they are just some elderly women, and there are no men at all.

The people here have a very short lifespan, probably only to their 40s. Only a few individuals who have awakened dragon blood can achieve a long lifespan.

For example, Ye Fan’s guide.

But they were very enthusiastic and greeted Ye Fan with simple smiles on their faces, because their tribe leader, who was also Ye Fan's guide, told them that this person was here to help them find the lost men.

Ye Fan also smiled back.

The children came over and grabbed the corner of Ye Fan's windbreaker with their dirty hands, leaving yellow marks on the black fabric.

The children surrounded this foreign man with extraordinary temperament. His temperament was incompatible with this red land, and was as fascinating as the azure sky.

When the women saw that their children had soiled Ye Fan's clothes, they came over anxiously and wanted to take the children away.

"It's okay, it's just a piece of clothing."

Ye Fan greeted them in Arabic. It was a pity that he didn't bring any candy today, otherwise these children would have been happier today.

As if they sensed Ye Fan's kindness, the women didn't say anything more, but just looked at the man with curious eyes.

"If you don't have food, you should go hunting. Leave this to me. I need to go survey the terrain."

Ye Fan said to the old man while teasing the child.

The old man's expression changed. "You don't know how terrifying the animals in this place are. Even the men in our tribe have to work in groups to hunt those powerful animals."

[This is not the real-life Yemeni archipelago; it was invented by the author. For the sake of the plot, let's just treat it as an African island.]

The old man knew the horror of his hometown, where herds of animals roamed across the endless red grassland.

Those lions and leopards are guys that even ordinary hybrids can't deal with.

"Although you have awakened your bloodline, it's probably only D-rank. Perhaps you don't understand this, so let me give you a more obvious example. I can kill even a real dragon."

Ye Fan said with a smile, his golden eyes lit up, and the terrifying and eerie pressure descended upon this place!

This pressure was only directed at the old man and did not affect the women and children next to him because they were not mixed-race and did not need to understand this knowledge.

The old man trembled as he looked at the eyes that were flowing with red-gold lava. He had never even seen Deadpool in his life, let alone the eyes of the ancient dragon.

But even so, the dragon blood in his body told him how terrifying and powerful the man in front of him was. It was a power beyond his imagination.

"Then please."

"Leave it to me. It's not a man's job to let women and children starve."

Ye Fan got up and left, entering the vast grassland alone.

……

On the crimson grassland, a group of African elephants are migrating.

They are somewhat different from their counterparts in other continents. Unlike their gray skin, their skin is more brown.

The elephant's broad hooves left clear footprints on the ground.

The strongest male elephant walks at the front of the herd to clear the way, while the female elephants, baby elephants and old elephants all follow behind.

The entire herd of elephants is in such a leisurely state. They are the largest creatures existing on this land. Under normal circumstances, no creature can threaten their lives.

This is what the leading male elephant thought.

If there is a creature blocking the way, he will use his huge elephant hooves to crush it to pieces, showing his strength to the other male and female elephants behind him.

Of course, no creature would be so blind under normal circumstances, which made the male elephant feel lonely.

Until today, it saw a thin figure walking on the red land in front of it. It should be a "monkey".

In the eyes of the male elephants, these monkeys are very strange. During the dry season, they sometimes use branches to poke their hard skin, and then they are crushed by it at will.

But for some reason, the monkeys today seem a little different.

Maybe it was because the other person was taller and more slender, and the "black" fur on his body also looked weird.

But that didn't stop the bull elephant from crushing it.

Watching the "monkey" getting closer and closer to their elephant herd, the other party walked on the land openly, without hiding in the grass like the lions and leopards in an attempt to attack the baby elephants.

The other party was walking towards him, which was simply a provocation!

"Bah!"

The roar of an elephant is like a loud trumpet, especially when it is angry, the sound is even clearer.

The four hooves stepped on the red earth at an accelerated speed, and the male elephant charged forward. His running speed was not fast, but it was different with his 10-ton weight.

He was like a charging truck, determined to smash the "monkey" in front of him to pieces.

The male and female elephants at the back of the herd watched the leader's performance quietly. They were already accustomed to it.

As long as there is a creature blocking the way of the elephants, the other side will do this, no matter whether it is a single creature or a group, as long as it is a creature, the other side will trample it under the elephants' hooves.

He is the strongest among the elephants and always moves forward upright.

"boom!"

The strongest elephant that always stood upright fell sideways.