Li Aili held her breath and turned around, only to see a tall cloud giant standing behind her.

Unlike the Cyclops, whose appearance was 'very casual'.

The giant before her had an exquisite appearance, and in just one glance, Li Aili knew why this race was called the 'Cloud Giants'.

His body is a cloud, and his breath is a refreshing breeze.

He was wearing a worn-out, patched, starched, faded Athenian-style robe.

No wonder none of the many experts around them noticed the cloud giant approaching.

"Hello," Li Aili greeted politely.

The cloud giant frowned as he looked at the group of suspicious-looking aliens.

"It's not harvest season yet, what are you doing here?" the cloud giant asked in an unfriendly tone.

Bognar suddenly asked, "Are you Dyson? Dyson Mocha?"

The cloud giant named Dyson Mocha looked at Bognar.

[Unfamiliar faces! Damn it, those vampires on the floating islands always find ways to exploit us!]

"And who are you?" the cloud giant asked impatiently.

Bognar said, "When I visited here 350 years ago, you were still a..."

Bognar gestured with his hand, "Still a little kid."

The giant's brows furrowed deeper and deeper, and he looked at him as if he were a con artist.

Zhenzhen noticed the Cloud Giant's increasingly bulging biceps and secretly tugged at Bognar's robe from behind.

Bognar reminisced, "When you were little, you always liked to climb all over me."

Dyson Mocha: "???"

"Oh, right! I also gave you a dragon scale."

Dyson Mocha: "!!!"

Bogner's tone shifted, and he looked at Dyson with a chilling expression. "Actually, it was while I was talking to your parents that you pulled it off me."

Dyson Mocha blurted out, "You're the emerald dragon being hunted!"

Bognar's expression froze. "..."

He smiled and emphasized each word: "Yes, it's me!"

Dyson looked at the Emerald Dragon with delight, "Ah! It's so good to see you again!"

A giant bubble appeared above his head: [Great! That dragon is being hunted down again!]

[Last time we hosted him, he left us a jade dragon scale as payment!]

[Let's treat him well this time and make sure he leaves behind as many dragon scales as possible!!]

[Wouldn't that solve the problem?!]

Li Aili: "..."

Watching the cloud giant run and shout excitedly, everyone except the elves looked at Bognar with a hint of admiration.

Bognar smiled and glanced at the elves, whose faces were clearly not good, and gave a light snort, "Heh."

The elves were collectively furious: "!!"

Li Aili glanced at Bognard with sympathy.

It can only be said that sometimes 'ignorance' is a blessing.

Soon the cloud giant, pulling his wife along, returned excitedly with another female cloud giant.

The two of them, one used his old clothes to carry a bunch of corn, and the other used his clothes to carry a bunch of potatoes, with a few red tomatoes mixed in among the potatoes.

The couple pushed open the wooden door of the cottage and greeted Bognard warmly, "Please come in! Please come in!"

And the bubble on the top of his head...

very good.

They've already started counting the dragon scales.

This house is just the right size for the two cloud giants.

If you entertain a few more little 'giants', the space will feel cramped.

The inner room is the bedroom, and apart from a bed, there is almost no room for any other furniture.

The outer living room was occupied by a rough, square stone table.

After entering the house, Dyson Mocha first squeezed sideways through the gap between the stone table and the wall into the kitchen.

Li Aili followed them in.

Then, the cloud giant Dyson dumped a bunch of corn he had been carrying in his clothes into the kitchen sink.

There was a potted plant on the windowsill behind the pool.

There is a small tree inside whose leaves drip water.

'Drip, drip,' the leaves dripped water into a small bowl.

Leslie winked at Ellie.

This should be what I'm looking for.

Li Aili nodded slightly to him.

After finishing his work, Dyson squeezed out from the gap and said to Bognar in a flattering tone:

"Please sit down, I'll go get some more water."

After saying that, he hurriedly went out, as if being even a step slower would be a disrespect to his distinguished guest.

The door slammed shut, then was flung open again a few seconds later.

“Debbie, take good care of the guests,” he tried to instruct his wife, who was busy in the kitchen.

"Okay! Go get the water! Otherwise, how am I supposed to cook?"

After Dyson left, Debbie came over with a stack of stone cups and bowls.

She carefully placed the most intact stone cup in front of Bognar.

The others were given either a chipped stone bowl or a cracked stone cup.

Soon, Dyson returned, carrying only a bucket of water.

When Debbie saw this, her expression turned very sour.

She even disregarded the presence of the 'VIP guest' and muttered a complaint to Dyson, "Why did you fill up so much water?!"

"My giant god! We don't have much water left!"

Dyson glared at his wife, then looked awkwardly at the group of people sitting at the table.

The couple gave Bogdard an awkward smile at the same time.

Debbie turned her head and raised her hand to wipe the corner of her eye.

Dyson acted as if nothing had happened, put the bucket on the ground, and first filled Bognar's glass with... plain water.

Bogdard remained smiling, showing no surprise whatsoever.

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