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All their ambitions vanished with that slap. When Thor descended from the sky with a raging inferno, they immediately endured the pain and got up from the ground, forcing a warm and fawning smile on their faces.

"My dear brother, it's been so long since we last met, you're finally back..."

"We missed you so much! As soon as we heard you were back, we rushed over..."

Thor stared at the two wriggling dragons approaching him from the ground, speechless, and couldn't help but growl in a low voice.

"Look at you two good-for-nothings! You can't even withstand one of my palms. You have no right to call me brother!"

"Speak! What was the true name of the dragon you roared back then? Was it just a name, a blank slate in your minds, essentially a dragon beast without any lineage?"

Sistana and Calp were now used to Thor's insults, which were not even enough to make them feel humiliated or angry.

After all, the difference in strength is there, and having those unnecessary emotions will only make you feel bad. It's better to take the opportunity to find a way to get more benefits.

Using the pain as an excuse, they managed to squeeze large tears from the corners of their eyes, climbed to Thor's feet, and hugged his strong front paws, telling him their story with snot and tears streaming down their faces.

“We didn’t want this either! But since you left, we’ve suffered so much. We’re always hungry and have to endure the wrath of those horrible blue dragons…”

"And then there are those stingy gray dwarves. We work so hard to smelt ores for them, but they only give us a tiny bit of compensation each time. That pitiful wealth isn't even enough to buy the energy they need for normal growth..."

"Great brother, please have mercy and, for the sake of our blood ties, grant us a larger share of the property!"

"We only need 10... no, 100 gold coins..."

This was the first time Thor had ever seen someone beg from a dragon, whether in his past or present life, and he was both amused and annoyed.

With a powerful twitch of his well-developed muscles, the scales on his forelimbs bulged outwards, sending the two baby dragons flying and crashing to the ground.

"Allowing you to live in my territory is already the greatest kindness in the world, yet you still dare to ask me for money?"

You want treasure? Then I'll grant your wish. I'll lend you one kilogram of pure magic crystal every month, at a price of 1000 gold coins.

The annual interest rate is 10%, and any overdue payments will be considered principal, to be repaid through your future earnings!

Dragons have an innate sensitivity to wealth, which made Sistana and Calp instinctively start calculating the moment they heard these words.

With interest accruing before principal and compounding interest, the enormous astronomical figure that came with the debt shocked them when the repayment was finally due.

They only wanted to get some benefits from their cheap brothers, not to take on huge debts.

"No, no! Thank you for your kindness, brother..."

"We still prefer to earn wealth through our own labor. Now that I think about it, the price offered by those gray dwarves was actually quite good..."

The two fledglings hurriedly refused, but Thor's golden pupils narrowed, and he suddenly exhaled two streams of white vapor from his nostrils.

"Don't lend them? Too late! Not only you need to lend them, but all the young dragons need to be lent out. Go and find all those creatures with different colored scales. The great Thor is about to bestow blessings!!"

I'll pay for it so you kids can have a better childhood. Once you've gained enough strength, come back and repay me.

This grand project is called… Happy Growing Up!

Chapter 192 The Joy of Growing Up (Part 2)

One by one, the young dragons, heads drooping, lined up and moved in front of Thor, plucked the most magical scale from their hearts, and used the seeping blood to sign their true names on the contract before them, stroke by stroke.

An invisible force quietly spread out at this moment, subtly merging into the unseen rules of the world.

From this day forward, no matter where these young dragons hide, Thor, holding the contract and the scales, will be able to easily find their tracks through this invisible connection.

This method was obtained by Thor after exchanging many favors with Alan—ordinary dragons wouldn't have such complex concepts passed down in their minds.

Its original purpose was to allow adult metal dragons to locate young dragons, keep track of their movements and safety, and protect the young dragons on their path to growth.

But power, if used in a different way, can turn the steel originally used to create delicious kitchen knives into deadly weapons.

Whenever a young dragon completes its contract, Thor will exchange it for a Dragon Crystal and hand it to them.

These poor little creatures, enslaved since childhood, had never seen such a good thing before. The greed in their true dragon bloodline was instantly aroused, and their mouths almost watered.

Seeing them clutching the dragon crystals tightly to their chests, as if they were planning to find a safe place to hide them, Thor's lips curled into a cruel grin.

"Fools! These magic crystals aren't for you to collect like treasures. They're for you to grow faster so you can contribute more power to the great Thor!"

Now! Immediately! Right now! Eat it!

The merciless command was like a thunderclap, instantly freezing all the young dragons in place.

As Sistana and Calp felt all this familiarity, a long-lost sense of frustration and anger welled up in their hearts, and for a moment they felt as if they had returned to the days on that little hill.

The blue, green, and black dragon hatchlings stared intently at the dragon crystals in their arms, their eyes filled with deep reluctance.

Only the white dragon, whose intelligence is not very high, behaves like a wild beast that acts on instinct, caring only about hunting, survival, territory, and power, and never really cares about wealth.

So when Thor gave the order, they hardly hesitated before stuffing the dragon crystal, which was radiating intense energy, into their mouths.

Their survival instincts told them that storing food was a foolish thing to do when they were not strong enough and surrounded by powerful enemies; only what they ate truly belonged to them.

With the white dragon taking the lead, and with the oppressive aura emanating from Thor, the other young dragons had no choice but to reluctantly swallow the greatest fortune they had ever acquired.

The feeling was like taking out a huge loan for the rest of their lives, only to use it to eat a top-quality yellow croaker maw and white truffles. For these young dragons, it was worse than the death of their entire family.

They all kept their heads down in silence, enjoying the feeling of energy being released and nourishing their bodies, while cursing Thor in their hearts.

These intense emotions fell upon Thor, and were completely absorbed by the giant wheel in his mind. The little bit of essence he had just used to exchange for the dragon crystal was quickly replenished.

What is this called? Feeding the hunting dogs with the prey they catch so that they grow stronger and can serve you better?

Thor once again felt the power of the giant wheel in his mind, not in the various monster templates, but in the exaggerated ability to conjure up objects through mental power.

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After signing contracts with all the young dragons, Thor sent them back to work.

Red dragons are naturally affinity-to-fire and can withstand high temperatures, making them perfect for smelting metals.

Blue Dragon was skilled at mining, so he was sent to mine ore and dig tunnels.

They are naturally compatible with wind and thunder elements, but because of the extremely arid environment in which they live, the first spell they awaken is often water creation. Therefore, they can also slightly manipulate the wind direction, control the landing point of volcanic ash, and incidentally provide drinking water sources for their territory.

Green Dragon is an expert in plants and toxins, so there's not much to say about it; it's a natural-born farm worker.

Thor distributed some of the strange plants he had drawn from the Monster Hunter world to these little snakes, hoping to see if their magic could help these plants take root and grow again in this world.

Black dragon, which is naturally compatible with negative energy and strong acids, has many uses. It can accelerate the decomposition of plants and various organic matter, improve composting efficiency, and kill pests and diseases.

The strong acid they spray can also be used as a high-quality solvent to decompose and purify substances, or to etch the surface of objects.

The remaining white dragons, relying solely on their power of ice and cold, could only go out with the hunting party, serving as natural ice-making agents and mobile cold storage.

That's why they say magic is the primary productive force. With these young dragons joining the fray, Thor felt that the development of his territory had accelerated considerably.

The dwarf Gleixtugg only had one dragon, which was enough to ignite and sustain the furnaces of the entire city. But here he had a full set of five-colored dragon whelps, more than a dozen in total.

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After settling the baby dragons, Thor flapped his huge wings and took to the air, flying towards the hollowed-out hill not far away.

The enormous arena, through the combined efforts of the kobolds, grey dwarves, and numerous other races, has been fully constructed.

It's like a giant's bowl laid flat on the ground, with the rim carved with countless steps and seats, even thoughtfully divided into three rows of giant, small, and medium-sized creatures.

The flat bottom of the bowl was covered with soft loess and fine sand, which provided cushioning for the gladiators and prevented the building from being damaged in the fierce fighting.

The most eye-catching feature is the massive stone throne rising from the ground on the side of the arena facing the rising sun in the east—nearly 50 meters long and wide, large enough for a dragon to lie on. From the throne, one can have a panoramic view of the entire arena.

Thor landed on the enormous throne, looking around at the empty surroundings, and felt that something was missing.

He immediately summoned a group of kobolds and ordered them to move some of the treasures from his treasury to make the throne even more magnificent.

Under the spotlight, how could the mighty red dragon sleep on a shabby rock? Of course, he should have gold coins as his bed and jewels as his cushion, so that he could reach out his claws and touch wealth that ordinary creatures could never obtain in a lifetime, thus highlighting his power.

At the same time, specially made "invitations" were scattered from Thor's territory like snowflakes.

Through the creatures under his command, the merchants with whom he had cooperative relationships, and even the occasional passerby, it spread to every corner.

The great red dragon, the favored one of Tiamat, the new king of the wilderness, the monster who rules over earth and lightning—Sol Heliozog… will choose the first servant in the world from his domain.

The stage has been set up, and the grand curtain is slowly being drawn back, welcoming the strong who seek power, the lowly creatures, the merchants who crave wealth, or simply spectators.

The ultimate winner will receive immeasurable wealth and the power to inherit a legendary legacy.

Chapter 193 The Clouds Move in All Directions

The Thunder Blue Dragon has fallen on the battlefield, and the Crimson Dragon is about to become the new ruler of the wilderness.

He paved his bed with gold and forged his scepter with thunder and fire, possessing endless wealth and power, and inviting all living beings in the world to share in his glory.

Go to the wilderness! There you'll find gold and silver everywhere, just bend down and pick them up.

Go to the wilderness! With courage, you have the chance to seize great power.

Go to the wilderness! Go and obtain everything you desire, go and pursue the dreams in your heart!

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The bard in the tavern plucked the strings of his treble and sang this short folk song with a passionate voice.

This suddenly appearing song traveled from the remote town of Blackthorn all the way to the bustling Deepwater Harbor, and even with the help of magic and migratory birds, it seemed poised to cross the strait and reach another continent.

Kate Hall silently sipped his rye, his gaze fixed on the yellowed scrap of paper in his hand, on which was drawn a simple map and on the back was a ferocious yet exquisite red dragon symbol.

He didn't believe that there were really dragons in the world that were as generous as the rumors suggested, but he still decided to give it a try.

After all, he was already 45 years old, and as an adventurer, he was already nearing retirement age.

His arduous early adventures and the hidden injuries from fighting various monsters often left him with a deep, piercing pain in the dead of night.

The claw mark on his left cheek, left by the gnoll who had slashed his eyelid, severely damaged his vision on that side, and as he gets older, there is even a tendency for him to go completely blind.

When an adventurer has a lot of expenses, such as weapon maintenance, food and lodging, plus the stress of an adventure, they always need to find a way to relax their tense mind.

This means that over 99% of adventurers cannot save enough money for retirement, and more than half of them do not even live to retire.

Kate is incredibly lucky to have lived to the age where her hair is already gray; besides her decent abilities, she is also blessed by Lady Luck.

But like most adventurers, he was a spendthrift, and the reward for each mission was barely enough to cover his expenses.

This wouldn't have been a problem when he was young, but he's getting old and his strength is failing him. If he were to live a few more years, he might not even be able to chop off a goblin's head.

He did not want to end up like his predecessors, living a miserable life in the slums or begging for a living.

While you can still move, why not seize this last chance and give it your all? Even if you die in this grand adventure, it will be a worthwhile life.

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At the opposite corner of the wooden table where Kate was sitting, a group of adventurers were also staring at the scraps of paper in their hands, gesturing excitedly.

This is a group of young people with an average age of around 20.

The captain was a burly warrior named Garrett, wearing a rusty breastplate and a coarse cloth cloak. He was a former militiaman who had just retired.

The scout in the squad is a wanderer named Leah with light green eyes and short, neat hair. It is said that she has a faint elven bloodline, which makes her more agile than ordinary people.

Beside the wanderer sat a priest with a frail-looking face, wearing a faded old robe, and a bard with brown curly hair, carrying a worn-out lute.

They are Ella and Toby, one a novice priest and the other a traveling performer.

This is clearly a newly formed adventure team. The members are young and impetuous, act recklessly, and lack both experience and strength.

But the passion surging in their hearts and their boundless curiosity have not been worn down by reality, and they are full of confidence in everything.

If Old Kate's decision to go to the Red Dragon's territory was a final gamble for his adventurous career, then they were like newborn calves, fearless of any difficulties and dangers.

This is just a small microcosm of the entire continent, in a tavern. The impact of Thor's decision extends far beyond these adventurers.

Astute merchants weighed the pros and cons, considering whether to travel to the Red Dragon's territory or how much merchandise to bring for trade.

The superior listened to his subordinate's report in silence, mentally assessing the threat posed by the suddenly appearing red dragon.

The evil wizard and the "bug" hiding in the shadows saw this as a rare opportunity and planned to use the red dragon to achieve their ulterior motives.

Those who proclaim themselves righteous believe that things are not as simple as they seem. They think that the inherently evil red dragon must be plotting something big in the dark, and they are determined to expose his conspiracy.

This is only happening in human territory. In remote wilderness, a large number of tribal warriors are holding a final farewell ceremony, preparing to face a brutal trial.