Dragon God, immortal

That's right, there is no difference between regular troops and privateers.

I am stronger than you, so you must surrender.

The law of the jungle is the way of nature!

Kulemen's target this time was a merchant ship on the East-West Continental Route. If they hadn't encountered that unusual storm, they would be on their way to triumph... Their ship was full of spoils!

However, these spoils did not include food. According to the customary rules of privateers, merchant ships that offered half of their wealth could not be slaughtered or their drinking water polluted... On top of that, if a merchant ship handed over all its wealth, unless there was a blood feud, it should be allowed to return safely...

Kuleimon had a great harvest this time, completely looting two merchant ships, so according to the rules of the trade he could not take all the food on board...

Now recalling the past, he felt a little regretful. If he had taken away all the food at that time, he would have been able to hold on for a while longer...

With a sigh, Kuremon put down the compass in his hand, propped his cheek with his fist and closed his eyes to rest.

Now I know that it is useless.

Now we can only leave it to fate.

"I hate everything that depends on luck... everything..."

As time went by, some crew members noticed that people disappeared every day, and then there was meat to eat every day... They noticed a lot of things, but no one jumped out to say anything...

The ordinary crew members could only pray, pray that they would not be the next person to disappear, and pray that land would appear in sight within today - they had prayed for countless 'todays'.

There is plenty of fresh water on the ship, thanks to the fact that each ship is equipped with a wizard. The wizard who can produce fresh water using the [Water Purification Spell] is the most important asset on the ship.

However, today, wizards on two ships died of illness, and they finally no longer had to endure the pain and overdraw their magic power.

And the end of ordinary crew members is about to come.

Without fresh water, they couldn't survive more than three days.

Everyone was very weak, and everyone had symptoms of varying degrees. If they lost fresh water, they might not survive a day.

At this moment, Kuremon, who was in a daze in the captain's room, found that the tattered compass was no longer shaking, but pointing straight in a certain direction.

He opened his eyes wide, filled with the light of hope, but when he looked in the direction of the compass, the light disappeared again...

That's the west where the sun sets. The part of the compass with the mark can only point to the south, not the west... Huh? Wait?!

Kuremon was so excited that he shook the compass desperately, and finally confirmed that the compass was pointing in one direction!

He doesn't need to know what that direction is!

All he needs now is a direction!

"Second mate! Steering left! Heading into the wind!" Kuremon called through the brass tube. After a brief hesitation, the other side began to execute the order...

That was against the wind, but this did not pose a problem for the sailboat. It only needed to move forward in a zigzag pattern and sail against the wind at a slow speed...

In everyone's expectations.

A black spot appeared on the sea surface.

The black spot grew larger and larger, revealing the outline of an island - it was an island!

The island means land! Land means life! That is the direction of hope! God will not destroy me!!!

Kuremon stood at the bow, his voice aroused the motivation of all the crew members. Under this inspiring call, everyone squeezed out the last bit of strength in their bodies.

So, they headed towards the place where the sun set. After a while, the sun rose from behind them again... Haha, as the saying goes, a horse will die if it is seen from a mountain. In addition, the closer you get, the calmer the wind and waves will be. Without wind, there will be no tailwind or headwind...

Perhaps it was God’s will that counts, after a few sailors starved to death, they finally arrived at the island at noon.

It is a cratered island.

There is a crack on that side in the field of view.

Through the cracks, one can see the vibrant scene in the mountains. Seeing this scene, the eyes of all the survivors on the three ships burst into a light of hope!

Soon, the three ships successfully docked, and Kuremon ordered the crew to lower the rafts and head to the island!

"Ah, the smell of the earth..." Kuremen was the first to reach the shore of the island. He knelt on the beach with his arms open to the sky, just like in The Shawshank Redemption.

If a few drops of rain could fall at this time, the scene would be perfect. Unfortunately, the midday sun falls on the ground, and the scorching temperature only makes hungry people feel irritated.

Curemon led the crew members who were still able to move in one after another.

The canyon is very narrow at first, but then it is passable.

After walking for dozens of steps, he suddenly became enlightened.

The land is flat and the houses are neat. There are fertile fields, beautiful ponds, camellias, etc., and the roads are interconnected, and it is quiet and silent.

"There should be indigenous people here, but... it looks like no one is here." Kuremon demonstrated his professionalism as a general and confirmed that there were almost no threats around.

The houses were all stone and wooden, and people had lived in them not long ago, but it was as if everyone had disappeared overnight...

Kuremen looked around but didn't find any valuable items. There were only some stone bowls and pottery pots that looked very primitive.

"The natives didn't leave in a hurry. Instead, they were forced to pack up and move away from their place of residence because of something?" Kuremen frowned and thought. He picked up a quartz bowl and knocked it. It was very hard... He threw it on the ground. It was very brittle.

"Captain! Captain!" A crew member ran over to Kuremon, shouting, "Food! Lots of food! All of it! Food! All of it!"

"Huh? Where? Don't just stand there, idiot! Lead the way!" Kuremon kicked the crew member, who immediately reacted and led Kuremon along the road.

Didn't go far.

There were already crew members watching ahead.

Kuleimon pushed open a path and walked inside. He finally understood why they were standing there in a daze...

In front of me is a granary. The door of the granary has been knocked open. The inside of the granary is filled with fog and coolness. No, it should be said that a cold breath is blowing in my face!

There were several big holes in the center of the granary. Two of the holes were filled with golden grains until they were level with the ground, and the other two big holes were filled with beans and wheat, and were well preserved!

"Oh, oh... God will not let me go! Brothers! Light a fire and cook soup!" Kulemen made a prompt decision, asked someone to bring a clay pot nearby, and sent someone in to scoop out the grain...

The former group was fine, as they were surrounded by pots and pans used by the indigenous people. The latter group was unlucky...

The mist is made from a mixture of ice crown flowers and a small amount of nightshade flowers, and has antiseptic and insect repellent effects.

If an ordinary person breaks in, he will at least be unconscious for a while...

And those unsuspecting crew members...

After running and inhaling the mist, they fell to the ground, their life or death unknown.

"It's poisonous! Poisonous! Get out of the way! Open the door and let the poisonous fog disperse!" Kuremon made this judgment after seeing the situation... In a sense, his judgment was not wrong.

However, if this behavior was seen by the warehouse keeper's watcher, it would probably make the watcher furious...

After all, opening the granary door during the storage period will make the precious potion lose its effect, and it will also allow pests and rats to get into the granary and eat the stored food...

As luck would have it, Jin Ju, the warehouse keeper's watcher, did not attend the winter solstice dinner, but was instead watching over Tegenqiu Island. After hearing the noise from the granary, she immediately rushed over to hide...

She quietly pulled out her crossbow.

Coat the crossbow bolts with a potion.

Chapter 26: The ecology of the Earth Dragon God is revealed!

This was the most comfortable meal Kuremen had ever had since he was born!

The plumpest beans and wheat you’ve ever seen tumbled under the boiling water, emitting an enticing aroma.

The unique aroma of the golden grains is even stronger. Even from a long distance, you can smell that special sweet and soft aroma, which makes people want to reach into the water, pull it out and stuff it into their stomachs.

While cooking, the patrolling scouts also brought back intelligence...

There was really no one around.

nobody!

There is a house but no one in it?

“Sure enough, the natives were forced to leave for some special reasons, otherwise they would not have left such a large granary unattended…” Kulemen swallowed his saliva, scooped out a bowl of bean porridge and put it in the bowl, but he did not eat it immediately. Instead, he asked the chef in charge of cooking to test it for poison.

The chef was also extremely hungry, and didn't care whether the soup was poisonous or not. He cooled it down, then held the bowl and started drinking it with slurps... He shouted that it was delicious while drinking it.

Everyone watched and swallowed their saliva. After the chef slurped up two bowls, Kuremon grabbed his fat hand and said, "That's enough! Leave some for me!"

After saying that, Kuremon also joined the army of people eating.

The crew also made their own fire and cooked porridge.

Well, if there was not enough food, there was more in the granary next door. There was no need to fight for it. So everyone held their bowls and sobbed softly, eating while crying, feeling grateful for having survived a disaster.

At this moment, a very slight sound of a bowstring vibrating was heard, and a crew member holding a bowl buried his face in the porridge... His colleagues around him laughed at him, saying he was too exaggerated...

It was not until he collapsed to the ground and spilled the hot porridge on the people around him that everyone realized something was wrong...

"Crossbow! Someone's attacking!"

"From which direction—"

"Ahhh! Where is the enemy?!"

Crossbow arrows came flying in from all directions. Only Kuremon was quick-witted and blocked a crossbow arrow with a quartz bowl. The others were not so skilled and several of them were hit one after another.

In their opinion, there was nothing in the direction where the crossbow arrow came from, not even a human figure. The most terrifying thing was that they couldn't find the enemy's position!

Kuremon waved his hand and asked everyone to hide in the granary. This way, the enemy could only attack from the front...

far away.

Behind the camellia tree.

"Crossbows are more accurate than longbows, and their flight trajectory is easier to control under the guidance of magic... Alas, it's a pity that the lethality is too low." Jinjue sighed and touched the quiver behind him.

Only five arrows left...

There are more than a hundred people on the other side...

Jinju believed that he was very strong in combat, and if he fought to the death, he could kill twenty or thirty people before he died. However, there was no point in doing so. Compared to killing people, it was more important to drive out the "harmful beasts".

"Xiaoju, are you there?" Jinju called in a low voice, and then a chinchilla landed on her head, bent down and looked at her face, with an expression that seemed to ask, "Why are you calling me?" "Can you help drive them away?"

Jin Xiaoju thought about it after hearing this and shook his head... There are not many fairy species that are good at fighting, and the chinchillas whose abilities are similar to those of gardeners have even less fighting power... Fighting is absolutely not an option!

"Lead them...away..." Jinju gestured, using his cat's paw to imitate the movement of a person walking, then pointed in the direction of the granary and patted the 'person' who was walking, "Drive those (expletive) pests...out of my granary...Do you understand?"

The orange chinchilla lowered its head and thought for a while, then jumped to the ground and paced back and forth. After thinking seriously, it put its hands on its hips and looked up at the sky. Finally, it nodded seriously and gave a thumbs up!

"...I really hope you understand." Jinjue smiled bitterly and held his forehead.

Did it understand or not?

It seemed like I heard it and understood it.

But did it understand what I meant? Oh my, Juan Hua wasn’t as difficult to take care of as you when he was little…

Jinju shook his head and gave Jin Xiaoju a black bottle. This thing was filled with the juice of blinding grass. It would emit dazzling blinding light as long as it was thrown on the ground.

Unlike the physical kumquats, the fairy species are pure magical creatures. The materials that make up their bodies are mostly from the spirit world, so they are immune to many magics and even physical attacks...

Jinju was not worried that the chinchilla would get hurt, but was worried that it would hide in the granary and steal the fat beans after driving away the harmful animals...

. . . . . .

Time passed minute by minute.

The granary was filled with a chilly atmosphere...

Well, actually it’s just the coldness similar to that of a refrigerator. The cat-eared people are already used to furniture like refrigerators, so if it were them, they would probably just feel cool.

But this temperature is too different from that of the outside world. In addition, they have just been attacked by an invisible enemy, which makes the crew of the Yata Fleet very nervous. They always feel that this temperature is a manifestation of some evil thing.

"Captain, the person who was hit by the arrow is paralyzed all over! Is this... is this the legendary cannibals? I heard that cannibals would use blowguns to paralyze their prey, and then bring them back to the tribe to barbecue..." the chef asked tremblingly.

"Are you still afraid of cannibals?" Kulemon sneered.

The chef was stunned. Ah, this is indeed...

The magic potion on the crossbow was made by cold-brewed juice from the groundroot, and had a very strong paralyzing effect, but it could be removed with just a little bit of the Nightmare Flower ingredient, which happened to be in this granary - an ingredient used for preservation.

The paralyzed people quickly regained their mobility, and the crew members who had just eaten their fill gradually regained their courage.

What are you afraid of? As long as you are a human being, there is nothing to be afraid of!

Wizards? Even if they had wizards, so what?

It’s not like I haven’t killed before!

So, one by one the crew members clamored to charge out. As long as they occupied such a large granary, they wouldn't have to worry about food for the next few months!