Red Dragon Monster Hunter Template.

This item is probably the most valuable one among the items drawn this time.

Although true dragons rarely use weapons, and almost never need them, this greatsword can be used as raw material to reforge and arm their subordinates.

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"What a loss! What a loss! I should have just exchanged it for Dragon Crystal, or even Burning Rock Carbon!"

Five consecutive failed attempts left Thor in a terrible mood.

He glanced at the huge spinning wheel in his mind and found a new prompt at the bottom.

"After drawing more than 10 times, you can specify a general type of item to increase the success rate of drawing that type of item."

Has this triggered the pity system for 10 pulls? But how broad is the range of "approximate item types"?

After thinking for a moment, Thor silently recited "high-yield rice seeds" in his mind and tried to spin the wheel, but failed.

He then expanded the scope to "high-yield crop seeds," but there was still no response. It wasn't until he expanded the scope to "crop seeds" that a little essence was consumed, and the turntable started spinning with a rumble.

When the flashing light stopped, a corn cob was clearly drawn on the lit square.

"Congratulations on receiving a small bag of corn. Do you want to withdraw immediately? Yes/No."

"Please note: Different environments and soils may cause unknown changes to crops, and repeated harvesting and planting may lead to atavism."

Thor selected "yes," and in a flash, a cloth bag the size of a football landed in his paws.

Untie the hemp rope that was tied tightly on the cloth bag, and you can see that it is full of golden and shiny corn kernels. These corn kernels are much smaller than ordinary corn kernels, about half the size of ordinary corn kernels.

It's the perfect time for planting, and the gentle slope near the lake has loose, moist soil—it should be a good plot of land.

Thor gripped the bag in his paws, spread his wings, and flew with a whoosh toward the boarman's camp.

After a winter's absence, not only were the number of his followers fewer, but they had also become extremely thin, having almost completely lost all their body fat.

Thor's appearance caught the boar-men somewhat off guard, but fortunately, the previous deterrent effect remained, and no major trouble ensued.

To Thor's surprise, the old boarman named Krogg also survived the winter.

This guy's vitality is really strong, which makes Thor look at it with new respect.

As the boar-men waited anxiously, Thor landed on the protruding rock, stood upright, and roared with his wings slightly spread.

"You stupid and filthy pigs, you can't even withstand that little bit of cold wind. As servants of the great Thor, you are a disgrace!"

Trash like you have no value in continuing to live; you should all be burned to ashes.

However, being merciful, I'll give you one more chance. Now, turn this land over deeply, shake off all the soil, and remove all the stones!

All the boar-men immediately sprang into action in a panic, running to the long rectangular square that Thor had drawn on the ground with a branch and digging frantically into the ground.

Wild boars are creatures that love to dig and wallow in the mud, so wild boar people are naturally good at hoeing.

Their tough skin is like a natural glove, and coupled with their strength and endurance that are greater than that of ordinary people, they don't work much slower even without tools.

However, simply knowing how to hoe the ground is not enough; it is only the most basic step in the entire planting process.

After that, there's ditching, ridging, soil disinfection, fertilization, pest and disease prevention, and praying for good weather. It's all much more difficult than hunting.

After all, in Saul's previous life in distant Africa, even in 2025, some black people were still relying on the weather for their livelihood.

This is not because their intelligence is lower than that of the boar people. One reason is the harsh environment and severe water shortage during the dry season; another reason is the lack of stable order.

It's quite possible that a black guy planted some seeds, and after more than half a year of careful tending, just when he was about to harvest, his good friend showed up at his door with an AK-47 and said that the land was his.

Or perhaps overnight, the unripe crops vanished without a trace, leaving only the footprints of the entire village in the fields.

Over time, the only option left is to give up and stagnate.

Thor didn't expect the boarmen to have a good harvest from these newly cultivated fields.

This has nothing to do with the wild boar people's planting techniques; it's simply because newly reclaimed land is not as good as mature land that has been cultivated for two or three years.

However, he also has his own secret weapon, which is dragon dung.

As magical creatures, dragons absorb most of the energy from the food they eat, but at the same time, the food also becomes imbued with the unique magic within the dragon's body.

It can be used not only as a pharmaceutical additive, in industrial forging, and as a material for alchemy, but also as a super fertilizer.

Next, Thor would mark out a spot at the foot of the mountain below the cave as his and his two baby dragons' private toilet.

The dragon dung produced daily is collected by the wild boar people and used as fertilizer in the cornfields.

Chapter Twenty-Six: March

Thor felt he was too kind to even care about the lives of his family members.

That old fellow Bahamut should really move off his throne as the head of the good dragons and make room for him.

But he could only keep these words to himself; he would never dare to say them aloud.

Who knows what great powers the gods of this world possess? If you accidentally utter their names and are sensed by someone with a narrow mind, you might suffer greatly.

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After the corn kernels were planted, Thor then began teaching the boar people how to make simple fishing tools and how to set up trigger-activated lasso traps.

These tasks aren't too difficult. Even though they only have 7 intelligence points, they can eventually figure them out after a few tries.

A species that has lived in the wild for so long should have mastered these skills long ago.

But the reality is quite different. Don't be fooled by the simple appearance of these traps; they are actually quite sophisticated—a certain level of mechanics knowledge, material handling skills, and an abstract cognitive ability that goes beyond simple survival needs are all required.

The boar-men clearly do not possess these conditions. Even the primitive people in Thor's previous life, who were not unintelligent, did not develop complex traps.

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Dragon manure truly lived up to its reputation as a super fertilizer. About a week later, the planted corn sprouted tender shoots, and then grew even more vigorously, changing almost every day.

They grow rapidly, sprouting leaves. About 60 days later, stamens resembling sorghum emerge from the top, followed by tiny corn cobs that sprout from the junction of the leaves and stems.

About 30 days later, the corn gradually ripened, and from a distance, the crisscrossing corn stalks were covered with plump little ears.

By this time, Thor had grown to 5 meters long. He broke off a ripe ear of corn from a corn stalk that was taller than himself, tore off the yellowish husk, and popped it into his mouth to chew.

This type of corn is much smaller than the ordinary corn he had seen in his previous life, about the size of a palm, and looks somewhat like collectible corn.

However, they are very sweet and have a good starch content. Even the corn cob inside tastes crisp and sweet like fruit. If they were sold in human territory, they would definitely sell well.

Feeding wild boars this stuff is a complete waste. These wild boars are hardly fit for eating coarse grains.

But since they were his only companions at the moment, and the red dragon happened to be a pure carnivore, he could only let them have their way.

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After swallowing the corn in his mouth, Thor began to scan the cornfield in front of him, roughly estimating that he could harvest about 2000 pounds of corn kernels.

Each wild boar receives less than 100 jin (50 catties), which may not seem like much, but this stuff can be stored for a long time. If you eat it sparingly, it's enough to get you through the next winter.

Should we extract some other crops next?

Damn it! I was a red dragon, a fierce, brutal, and powerful red dragon, how did I end up as a farmer?

Now he finally understood why most dragons didn't recruit many followers before they reached adolescence.

It's entirely because I'm not strong enough; the familiars I can subdue are too weak and offer me no help whatsoever.

If it weren't for the need to extract spiritual essence from these boar-men, Thor might have already considered abandoning them.

However, compared to Thor's frustration, the boarmen were having a rather pleasant time.

Under Thor's tutelage, their hunting success rate improved significantly; and because of the three baby dragons, there were far fewer dangerous predators in the vicinity, greatly enhancing their safety.

With the corn about to ripen, this is simply the most comfortable life they've ever had since they were born.

Without the pressure of life, the desire to reproduce has emerged, and many female wild boar people have become pregnant. It is likely that before long, a large number of baby wild boar people will be born.

Although the spiritual essence provided by 100 boarmen in daily life is only equivalent to that of a hatchling dragon, it is still a significant improvement for Thor, whose main source of income currently relies almost entirely on Sistana and Calp.

However, given the current capabilities of these boar-men, they probably wouldn't be able to raise so many cubs.

The survival rate of creatures in the wilderness is already pitifully low; even the survival rate of dragon cubs is no more than 50%, let alone these wild boar-men who are not very intelligent and have no special abilities.

In terms of survival skills, they might not even be as good as real wild boars.

After all, wild boars run on four legs and are larger in size, giving them an advantage in surviving in the wild.

With no other option, Thor decided to do another 10-pull. His Spirit Essence balance, which had just risen to over 30 points, dropped significantly in the blink of an eye.

As the neon-like lights illuminated, the outermost turntable began to spin rapidly, and after it stopped, a multitude of prompts appeared before his eyes.

"Congratulations on obtaining [Worn Shield], [Seed of Power], [Fire Dragon Whiskey], [Exploding Walnut], [Sparrow Stone]... Do you wish to withdraw immediately? Yes/No."

He clicked to withdraw the money, and in a flash, all the items appeared in front of Thor. After just one glance, he found that most of them were useless junk.

The only things that could pique his interest were probably the Sparrow Stone, Fire Dragon Whiskey, and the Seed of Power.

Among them, Sparrowstone is a light blue mineral that is widely used in the Monster Hunter world. Its hardness and toughness far exceed those of steel.

The Seed of Power is a plump seed, shaped like a garlic clove, bright orange-red in color, with golden energy patterns on its surface.

It can be eaten directly, and can enhance the strength of living beings in a short time. It is also a material for making other advanced potions.

As for Fire Dragon Whisky, it is a bottle of high-proof spirit.

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Thor flicked his tail, sweeping all the useless trash out of the cave, and then glanced at the bottom of the prompt. Sure enough, the guaranteed reward had appeared again.

Another bit of his spiritual essence was consumed, and this time, he finally got what he wanted.

"Congratulations! You have received a large bag of potatoes. Do you want to withdraw your cash immediately? Yes/No."

This is a great product! It's easy to grow, has a high yield, and is rich in various nutrients needed by the human body. When necessary, it can even be used as a staple food.

A glint of light appeared, and a burlap sack half a person's height appeared in front of Thor. He untied it, looked inside at the large, plump potatoes, and then tied it back up.

It's only the beginning of summer, so it's the perfect time to plant them and harvest them before the baby boars are born.

'That cost me another 11 points of essence! Think of how many dragon crystals that could be exchanged for! I just hope this money is well spent and brings me more returns.'

With a touch of heartache, Saul picked up the Dragon Whisky bottle from the side. The glass bottle, nearly 40 centimeters tall, was decorated with a picture of a dragon soaring with outstretched wings.

He bit off the cork from the bottle, tilted his head back, and a large amount of strong liquor gushed down his throat, finishing it all in one gulp.

The next second, he felt a burning sensation in his stomach, as if a raging fire was burning inside him. His blood started circulating faster, and a drunken feeling rushed straight to the top of his head.

"Burp! As expected of Fire Dragon Whisky, it's really strong!"

Chapter Twenty-Seven: Crisis Approaching

Heading north from the wilderness, the dense grass and bushes, along with the scattered trees, will gradually disappear, and the terrain will slowly transition from open fields to vast deserts and Gobi.

In this remote and sparsely populated place, fortresses are nestled against the mountainside. Large boulders, after being simply cut, are roughly piled together to form a magnificent architectural complex.

Korg and Braca tightened their leather cloaks and walked step by step toward the huge stone archway ahead.

The sunlight overhead was quickly swallowed up by the archway, and the view instantly became dim. The few small windows on the fortress let out sparse beams of light, which barely illuminated the first half of the hall, but could not reach the enormous creature lying on the stone platform in the depths.

The air was filled with the smell of ozone mixed with dust, and you could clearly hear the crackling sound of static electricity flashing.

The two orcs knelt on the ground in terror, silently awaiting their master's judgment.

After a long while, a huge head emerged from the shadows.

His indigo scales, as clear as the sky after rain, his lightning-like pupils, his large, wrinkled, fan-shaped ears, and the iconic single horn on his nose all testify to his identity—a blue dragon.

Judging from the size of its head alone, this blue dragon is definitely close to 30 meters long, making it an undoubtedly mature adult. Its challenge level is probably above level 17, and some even more powerful beings may have reached the legendary realm.

The blue dragon stared silently at the two orcs with its vertical pupils that shone like the core of lightning. The ferocious aura it unconsciously exuded was enough to make them tremble all over.

"I heard you spotted other baby dragons. Where are they?"

The orc quickly buried his head deep in the ground, not daring to look the blue dragon in the eye, and answered tremblingly.

"Right here in the Cachino grasslands, where we graze our giant horned cattle."