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

"Tell the people in the village that Genji will kill the old Discocorn and offer it to him. I don't want the lamb."

"clear."

"...Then, bring me the map."

Rachel continued to rummage around the table and finally opened a brand new map.

This was what Mercer requested after learning that the lynx wanted to tame the pterosaurs. Before this, the backward villages did not even have a unified large map, and they all relied on their own abstract hand-drawing.

The map records the landforms around the snowfields and forests, and each area is written in great detail.

In the center of the snowfield is the snow-capped mountain where Mercer is currently located. Below the snow-capped mountain, that is, to the south is the orc village. The caves to the west of the snow-capped mountain are where the blacksmiths live and work.

Feeling the information on the map through the black mist, Mercer narrowed his eyes and silently began to calculate.

Perhaps, the plan to contact humans can start now.

......

In the early morning of the next day, the orcs brought food in groups and placed it on the edge of the volcano.

Amidst the admiring exclamations of everyone, Mercer climbed out of the volcano, swallowed a large piece of food, and then, under their amazed gazes, his somewhat emaciated body quickly recovered.

This meal from Mercer had eaten up their entire year's work. As a result, they didn't feel bad at all. If it hadn't been for Mercer's order, they would have wanted to sing and dance the sacrificial dance.

After eating and drinking for a while, Mercer returned to the volcano and issued an order: "Call Gulu to me."

After Gollum arrived, Mercer asked him with the help of Rachel:

"How is the work on the Nirvana Stone going?"

“Currently, the main melting and forging furnace has been completed, but there are still many things missing, such as more forging furnaces needed to preheat some metals, and power hammers for hammering and shaping... Forging The threshold for the Nirvana Stone is too high, and there are too many requirements that cannot be fulfilled by manpower."

Gulu said this, with a look of helplessness on his face.

Naturally, Mercer knew this, so he stopped being secretive and went straight to the point:

"I happen to be planning to trade with humans. How did your family get in touch with humans in the volcano?"

"Eh?"

Hearing this sentence, Gulu didn't react and was caught off guard for a moment, while Rachel also froze in place after passing on this sentence.

In Gulu's mind, he was still in a backward primitive mountain village, and the black dragon looked like it was hostile to humans.

Not to mention that the scars on the black dragon's body were all caused by humans. It is unrealistic to think that such a being would take the initiative to trade with humans.

In Rachel's impression, there would be no backward existence such as faith in the outside world, and the black dragon, which was believed to be a god by everyone, would naturally not allow humans to contact the outside world.

Not to mention, Black Dragon said he was going to do this without any warning and didn't give anyone time to react.

"Don't stand there, talk."

This voice sounded in her head, and Rachel could only use tactful words to bring Gollum back to her senses.

Gulu half-opened his mouth, hesitated for a moment, and then replied: "We first forged for the hunters who were passing by, and our reputation spread over time. After that, the Floating Island sent people to discuss the transaction with us. After we agreed, the spaceship came to trade with us on time."

"It took you several years from the first hunter to the beginning of the trade."

"..." Gulu recalled for a while, and finally replied: "...Fifteen or six years ago, I was still young when the first hunter arrived. By that time, I was already the village chief of my clan."

Hearing this, Mercer's eyes flashed with disappointment.

Chapter 168: Playing the long game to catch the big fish

too long.

Mercer's face darkened and he began to think.

Fifteen or sixteen years, I simply cannot wait this long.

But it doesn't matter, Mercer didn't intend to follow the steps from the beginning.

If there is no contact with the outside world, this icy snow-capped mountain has a natural geographical advantage. More than [-]% of the year is covered with ice and snow, and spacecraft cannot enter it at all.

But things were different now. Mercer needed to make contact with humans outside and learn more knowledge and technology. Therefore, this area where the spacecraft rarely passed due to heavy snowstorms became a disadvantage.

Therefore, he will not wait for the hunters to arrive, but will take the initiative to make them eager to trade with him.

"Gulu, what do you think humans want most from us given the resources we have?"

Mercer asked Gulu through Rachel's mouth.

"...the thing you desire most?"

Gulu pondered for a while, and finally replied: "The rich minerals in the volcano and the large number of panhorn beasts in the villagers... If people know this news, they will definitely rush to trade with us. "

As soon as he finished speaking, Gulu paused. He thought of the Black Dragon's words and seemed to understand something.

"I think so too."

Mercer chuckled and narrowed his eyes.

"Rachel, notify the Lynx Clan to start investigating human traces. By the way, tell everyone: 'From today on, this volcano will become a sacred place. It is forbidden to approach it unless it is a special date. At the same time, if outsiders come, they are not allowed to approach this place.'"

"......I understand."

Although I couldn't understand what God was doing, I knew from His unquestionable tone that I had no room for rejection from the beginning.

She nodded and obeyed.

......

Faced with Mercer's order, everyone naturally accepted this request. After all, in their eyes, this volcano has long been a sacred place where gods live. They would not dare to get close to it on weekdays. They even have to pray when they get nearby.

As for the later ban on outsiders coming here, no one would care about such a thing.

After listening to the information Rachel reported to them, Mercer came to the edge of the lava and called out the Red Phoenix.

"Wow—"

After a while, Hong Huang stuck his head out unhappily and looked at Mercer.

Mercer also gave a calm explanation, hoping that it could use its own power to extend the magma and let the height of the lava rise to the crater.

Faced with his request, Hong Huang agreed, and even sent a message while diving into the lava. The general meaning was that the bubbles of lava would help the body recover, and she hoped that he would be ready to fight again.

Mercer also nodded, saying that he always remembered it, but what he was thinking about was something else.

So within a month after that, the volcano's lava slowly rose, eventually reaching the edge of the crater.

At such a depth, Mercer can easily hide his figure once he enters the magma, which is very convenient.

During this period, Mercer also took the time to go to the forest, and after giving instructions on what to do next, he entered the magma here.

After that, just wait quietly.

......

Time flies, and after a year, an outsider enters the forest.

It was a tough old man with gray hair and a huge burden on his back. He was sitting on a branch looking at the swamp below.

He didn't carry any huge weapons, just a machete on his waist.

Looking at the swamp on the ground that was enough to drown people, the old man took out a diary from his arms and wrote a few lines.

“The dense leaves above the swamp forest are enough to cover the snowflakes in the sky, but once the snowflakes melt into snow water, they will drip down and form a moist swamp below the forest. The swamp contains a large number of organisms. They are born, reproduce, and die there, so the swamp also feeds back nutrients to the forest."

He paused and wrote a few words at the back: "——Explorer: Hariliu."

Harry closed the book and put it in his arms. When he was about to look around for a place to stay, a huge roar suddenly sounded in the sky.

"hold head high--"

Harry turned his head and looked in the direction of the sound in horror, where a flying dragon descended from the sky and rushed toward Harry.

With quick eyes and quick hands, he immediately started running, flying on the thick branches. However, when the flying dragon hit the trunk, the violent shaking made him unable to steady his pace, and he slipped down at that moment.

"what--"

Feeling his weightlessness, Harry screamed in horror, fell from a branch more than ten meters high, and landed in the swamp.

The next moment, a hidden arrow flew from a distance and hit his body. In the process of dizziness, strong sleepiness also spread in his body.

The flying dragon stopped, looked at the human being who could no longer move, snorted, flapped his wings and left.

——In the bushes, several bobcats jumped out and picked up Harry with ropes. After carefully examining his face, they looked at each other and meowed in surprise.

Then, they raised their heads and let out a penetrating cry.

The sound spread into the distance, and soon, a pterosaur flew over...

——When Harry woke up again, he found himself lying on a soft bed, with the smell of meat coming from his nose.

"Ugh..." Harry stood up, covering his head, trying to remember what had just happened.

"I was attacked by a flying dragon and fell down... unconscious?"

He touched his head and felt that his brain was dizzy, so he shook his head again and looked around.

"Where is this..."

The wooden room and the animal skin mattress are too primitive compared to the floating island.

"are you awake?"

Just as he was looking around, the door opened. After a man glanced at Harry, he said calmly: "Eat when you wake up."

"You are......"

Harry was about to ask more, but the man didn't give him time to ask and had already left.

In desperation, he just stood up from the bed and looked around.

Fortunately, all my luggage was placed in the corner of the room, and nothing was left behind.

Harry pushed the door open and his eyes immediately locked on the unique pit in the center of the room. In the center of the pit, there was a circle of stones surrounding a small pot that was constantly steaming.

"Put the food in the pot yourself, and I'll go feed the Pan-horned Beast."

The man stood by the door and opened it, and a sudden rush of cold air rushed in from the house, making Harry shiver.

Soon, the door was closed, and Harry was the only one left in the room, staring blankly at the pot of meat porridge in front of him.

Chapter 169: Both of them are drama queens

Picking up the bowl in front of him, Harry scooped up the food in the pot, tasted it, chewed it in his mouth a few times, and then swallowed it.

At the same time, he looked around his house and finally fixed his sight on a row of dried fish hanging on the eaves.

"So much food..."

Looking up at the dried fish, Harry couldn't help but sigh.

Come to think of it, this should be a fertile land.

After finishing the meal, Harry sat here for a while. After thinking for a while, he took out the note from his arms and started writing:

"Not long after I wrote the previous paragraph, I was overtaken by a flying dragon. While escaping, I accidentally fell off a branch and fainted. When I woke up, I I had already appeared in this small house, and an orc gave me food coldly, and then went out to take care of the 'diskhorn'. I observed in the house and found that there were hunting equipment hanging here, and there were a lot of fish. Well, it seems they never have to worry about food."

After writing these contents, Harry waited for a while, and finally couldn't help his curiosity, opened the door and looked at the scenery outside.

He was now in a village, surrounded by houses.He was not in the forest now. Everything he looked around was gray, and the wind mixed with snow blew against his face, making Harry shiver uncontrollably.

Fortunately, Harry only looked old on the outside. In terms of physical fitness, he was no worse than an average hunter. He quickly adapted to it and followed the footsteps on the snow to the sheep shed nearby.

"......excuse me......"

He gently opened the door and was startled by the large number of panhorn beasts in front of him.

Hearing the commotion of the sheep, the orc who was arranging the pasture turned his head and looked at Harry with a frown:

"Are you polite! Don't scare my Discocorn! Go away!"

"Ah - I'm sorry..."

Facing the other party's menacing attitude, Harry took a few steps back, but returned to the room and stayed there, feeling a little restless.

After a while, the man opened the door and walked in, sat opposite Harry, and poured himself a glass of goat's milk.

Looking at his face, Harry pondered for a while: "Did you save me?"

"I met you while hunting, so I brought you here." The man broke off the firewood and threw it into the fire without raising his head.