Do you believe me when I say I’m not a dragon?

In the hut prepared by the bobcats in advance, they stretched their bodies and lay comfortably on the hay.

Each Purple Mist Dragon was specially isolated for a certain distance. Mercer told them that they did not need to do anything. They did not need to find food or raise heirs. They only needed to release the black mist every day and there would be people to serve them.

Because of this, although the house is a bit narrow, it perfectly fits the living habits of the Purple Mist Dragons.

There was a rustling sound, and a lynx covered in protective clothing walked in. Under the curious eyes of Ziwulong, he pulled a cart of food and put it in a corner, and finally left quickly.

So Ziwulong quickly withdrew his gaze and lay down on the hay to rest. He was not at all uncomfortable with entering a new area.

And Mercer also spread his wings, landed from the sky above the volcano, and came to the front of Red Phoenix.

He lowered his head and uttered a sincere thank you.

Hong Huang also raised his head, showing a proud look.

She completely forgot that the reason for her attack this time was the result of her failed bet with Mercer.

——Before that, Mercer had an idea in his mind the moment the red phoenix appeared and stopped the blizzard. He hoped to use the ability of the red phoenix. If this ability could be used just right, it would be beneficial to Mercer. As well as the development of the Ice Vein Snowfield have been greatly improved.

Therefore, his request to Red Phoenix was to stop the snowstorm for three months and keep the temperature of the ice-veined snowfield at a suitable level.

Mercer believed that the Red Phoenix could last longer, but three months was enough, because an important part of their food source: the migration of pythons also requires the melting of ice and snow accumulated on forest leaves. If it is short, If not, Mercer is worried that the ice and snow will not accumulate enough, causing the python to swim back at an abnormal time.

And three months is enough time for them to develop.

Mercer turned his head and looked at the entire ice-veined snowfield.

It was not that he had not planned to release the black mist in the spring, but that was the time when the floating island was coming, and Mercer felt that he had to hide it.

Now that the spaceship on the floating island has gone away, the black mist only needs three months to soak into the soil and penetrate into every corner of the ice and snow fields. Then even if the ice and snow return in the future, it can still penetrate into the soil by sneaking into it. The black fog significantly increases their survival rate.

Chapter 2: Trap

"Wow!"

Sensing Mercer's thoughts, the red phoenix suddenly let out a cry. When Mercer turned his head, what he saw was its proud head.

It was as if it was telling Mercer that all of this could only be accomplished with all its foundations.

In response, Mercer nodded in approval, expressing full affirmation.

This ability to control the weather at will is beyond the imagination of Mercer. If such a powerful force can be controlled, then even the floating island will not dare to act recklessly.

...After satisfying his desire for expression, Red Phoenix returned to the lava with satisfaction, while Mercer stared thoughtfully at the gradually calming lava.

Hong Huang's character is very simple, proud, vain, and arrogant like a glorious peacock.

But what if people come to believe in it and worship it...

The red phoenix has great power, even more powerful than Mercer. Will it feel happy when it accepts people's admiration?

——To put it bluntly, can Mercer use this to control it to pay more?

Such thoughts emerged in his mind, but were quickly abandoned by him.

Honghuang just thinks straightforwardly, and is not really stupid. It is not difficult for it to detect such intentional small actions.

And with its existence at the top of its ecological niche, it is still uncertain whether it will take human beings into consideration. When Mercer invites it to come out, from the perspective of Red Phoenix, it will be a group of ants dancing an indescribable dance. , that would be a bit embarrassing.

However, if a big crisis really happened, I'm afraid Red Phoenix wouldn't just sit there and wait for death.

Thinking of this, Mercer calmed down and flew into the air to sprinkle black mist, slightly making up for the black mist that had been swept away by the blizzard just now.

After doing this, he hovered over the scholar's village for a while before landing nearby.

This must be the main location for exploration of the floating island, so the black mist here is the thickest.

There have been slight changes here from the village not long ago. In addition to more and more flat land and slightly sloping slopes, the number of animals has also increased.

Scholars are not keen on such things as assisting beasts, but because they can learn more about them in more detail while domesticating them, there are also a lot of people involved.

Over time, the practice of domesticating animals became popular in the village.

The first to start were some people who thought it was hopeless to return to the floating island and had adapted to the ice-veined snowfield.

The most important animals for these people are also hounds selected by the orcs for generations, both in terms of character and hunting ability.

Others are either attracted to their actions or simply not interested.

However, if you want to trace its roots, this trend started when the bobcats tamed the Raptors. In addition, taming the beasts is not a short-term job. Over time, other people naturally became curious about their work.

——What is worth mentioning here is that there are also a few orcs among this group of villagers. Judging from the way they communicate smoothly with others, they should be used to the existence of these "outsiders" .

Feeling their looks of surprise or admiration, Mercer called Hami over and stood together at the edge of the training camp.

Not far ahead, you can see the strong Amo teaching less than ten young people to train.

In addition to Amo, there were other hunters teaching the youth together. Those people were also Amo's companions and members of the former hunting group.

Among that group of people, there were also experts who were good at using Tai Sword, but his movements were too slow, and his skill in using Tai Sword was several blocks away from the female hunter using Tai Sword that Mercer had seen a long time ago.

While listening to their application of weapons, Mercer said:

"The floating island is obviously up to no good. What are your methods of dealing with it?"

Hami pondered for a while and said: "In an ideal situation, it would be comprehensive and impenetrable. Prepare defenses everywhere, so that even if the opponent comes, there will be no place to deploy."

Mercer lowered his head and glanced at him: "But this will consume a lot of resources, right?"

"...With all due respect, Lord God, there are generally only two ways to deal with such a game." Hami's mind was not on the training camp at all. He turned his head and said seriously: "Then speculate and guess."

Seeing Mercer still staring in the direction of the training camp, he continued:

"We know nothing about the situation inside the floating island, so we can only rely on a small amount of information to judge the floating island's attitude towards us."

"——I guess they think that your series of actions have a huge conspiracy, but they are also wary of your strength, so they don't dare to use force at will, but choose other ways to test your details."

On the opposite side, the tachi hunter scolded a young man: "Where is your attention? Adjust your breathing! Control the rhythm of your steps! Then what? What you should do most is not to think about whether your movements are irregular, but to look at them. Follow the enemy's actions! Carve every attack and dodge into your muscle memory!"

Hearing these words, Mercer nodded silently and said: "So, their way of testing is with the people they sent."

"Yes, those people must have specially trained espionage experts. They will disguise themselves as every profession in the team to explore our information." At this point, Hami paused and continued: "But as for the requirements, There is no trap...you can rest assured."

There are too many lax requirements in the contract, and there is no punishment even if the contract is completely breached. It seems to be the beginning of the relationship between the Ice Vein Snowfield and the Floating Island, just as Ishikawa said.

"Because they understand that my dragon's small size cannot fit into traps. Only big traps can expose my flaws." Mercer sneered.

"Hunters know that traps are only effective if used at the right time, so I think you won't have to worry about when they're going to activate the trap for a while."

"But similarly, a skilled hunter will do a series of preparations before setting up a trap, such as detecting the prey's movement trajectory and understanding whether the prey is sensitive to scent."

Mercer chuckled as he watched the old hunters teaching the young people in the training camp.

"..."

Hami remained silent. He also looked at the training camp, although from his perspective, the distance was a bit far.

After being silent for a while, he suddenly said: "I may have an idea about this."

Chapter 231: Identification

— creaking.

Pushing the old wooden door, the young orc returned to the house and walked straight into it.

However, before he could take a few more steps, a voice suddenly stopped him:

"You and your friends went to that group of people again?"

Under the illumination of the house fire, an old face lit up, and the old orc looked at him with a stern face.

The young man nodded and was about to continue walking forward, but the old man's expression became even more unhappy.

"What's so good about those outsiders? You can hear their nonsense every day, and noisy people will never have peace!"

"..." After hearing his words, the young man was silent for a while and then made a weak voice:

"But these are good for the Ice Vein Snowfield..."

"I don't necessarily see any benefits. They just make me so noisy that I can't sleep every day!" The old man snorted coldly.

In response, the young man lowered his eyes, responded dullly, and returned to the utility room of the house.

"What are you going to do?"

The old man frowned and asked, and the young man just replied "looking for something" dullly. The old man ignored him and started talking about the past:

"Before those outsiders arrived, although we ate less every day, at least it was safe. We slaughtered every meal ourselves, unlike now..."

The young man was rummaging around the room, and when he heard the sound outside, he couldn't help but speed up his movements.

Soon, he found a box. After opening it, it contained fried and dried tea leaves. He put his nose to it and smelled it, showing an expression of surprise.

The scent is not obvious, and even a person with an orc's sense of smell would have to get closer to smell it.

This seems to be a unique plant in the Ice Vein Snowfield. It has a very light smell, but it is difficult to wipe it off. This tea has been around for more than ten years, and even the outside of the box has permeated with the fragrance.

"That's it."

The young man put the box away, walked out of the room, and came to a corner of the room, where a sickly Discocorn cub was tied up.

He knelt down, inspected its body, and then took it with him to leave.

"Where are you going?" Seeing this, the old man's voice sounded again.

The young man stopped and said, "I heard the wind and snow outside, so I took it to the sheep house to nurse."

"Has the snow stopped?"

Hearing this, the old man showed a suspicious look, came to the door with a cane, looked at the surrounding weather, and showed a surprised look:

"The gods are so powerful that I can't even see the clouds!"

While the old man was sighing with emotion, the young man carried the cub to the sheep house, placed it next to the ewe, and then moved a few bundles of grass in the corner and placed them in the feeding trough.

After that, he walked out of the sheep shed and left quietly from the other direction. The place he went to was the village of scholars.

......

At the same time, in the forest, several forest people stood in front of a group of lynxes wearing simple protective clothing whose faces could not be seen clearly.

"This is the hive you want."

A forest man handed the box at hand to the leading lynx. The latter opened it and took a look. He planned to lift his mask and take a smell. However, he was immediately hit on the head by the lynx on the side, and he did not dare to be presumptuous.

There is no way, after all, there is a swarm of palm-sized bees not far away. Except for these forest people who don't like to wear too many clothes, everyone who is close to the beehive will be severely stung, and no one will be spared.

"Meow meow meow......"

——I’ll leave the rest to you.

After checking it, the bobcat nodded and barked.

"Wait a minute, do I need it again later?"

"Meow meow meow."

——Yes, meow, and this is the boss’s order.

"The Black Dragon's order..."

Hearing these words, the Mori people couldn't help but frown.

What on earth is the black dragon going to do? They are already in a bit of confusion. Let the Mori people stay with them to eat and drink, but it only makes them confused.

Staring at the lynx in front of him, Morito took a deep breath and agreed: "I know, we will try our best to collect honey in the forest."

"Meow."

The lynx nodded and dragged the boxes of honey away.

......

——In the evening, in the scholars’ village, the people in the house were resting on chairs after enjoying the delicacies prepared by the lynx.

"Phew - it's so delicious. The salty and sweet flavors are quite strong today."

A lazy guard stretched and said comfortably.

The other two people were also picking their teeth, or holding their stomachs and licking their lips.

Because they ate a lot of extra salt and sugar during this meal, they quickly felt thirsty, and at this moment, Shanmao, who had finished cleaning up the meal, came up with three cups of tea.

"Meow."