The fat dragon pulled it out after a long time. It was a white thing, about ten meters long. It looked pretty good, with many thorns on its body. They were usually attached to the scales, but now they were standing up after being pulled.
The big sapphire eyes were half open and half closed, the tongue was sticking out, and it looked like it was about to die.
"Hey, are you okay?" Chen Jing patted it.
Bai Long looked like he had lost his dream and looked at Chen Jing: "Human, please help me expand the cave entrance."
"I won't work for nothing," said Chen Jing.
The dragon walked to the cave entrance and pawed a few times. Then he looked at his short claws and nudged them with his head. "...Please! I beg you."
"Do you think I will still be soft-hearted?" Chen Jing looked straight into its big eyes.
The dragon shed tears: "Help me——"
"You...are the shame of the dragon race."
Looking at the big silly dragon crying with his head in his hands, Chen Jing felt that this thing was simply stupid.
The silly dragon and Chen Jing later expanded the platform at the entrance of the cave, built a secondary entrance, and covered it with snow. After a tour of its home, Chen Jing discovered that this silly dragon was really poor. It could not compare with Smaug, who had mountains of gold and silver, and was not even as good as the wyvern (as it said itself). As a dragon, it even stole sheep from herders' homes, competed for food with a three-headed wolf, and was bullied by a hydra when it went fishing.
Lying on a small pile of gold, it cried and said.
Chen Jing patted its head, just as a comfort. It's not easy for a dragon to have such a quirky creature like you. After spending half a day together, Chen Jing had already discovered that this dragon was really clear-headed, good-tempered, simple-minded, and optimistic. He just liked to play the victim. No, maybe it really was miserable.
The gold mountain is so small that it can be dragged up and out of the water by just stretching its tail. But it must have accumulated little by little over the past hundred years.
Chen Jing also learned that it collected mining taxes, but would also fight for humans for this. However, humans thought it was an internal fight. Every time ore was mined, it would be the first to go up to the sky to watch, more seriously than anyone else in the small kingdom.
Like clocking in for work. A typical work queue.
"What do you know? If I save for two thousand years, I will have a huge mountain of gold, and then I can roll around on it." An ordinary office worker with a dream.
Chen Jing waved his hand: "Then I'll go first." He was very tired after working all day.
A dragon claw stopped him. Chen Jing looked at it in confusion.
Bai Long pulled out a dragon from the ice behind him and stared at him blankly.
"I don't want to eat."
"I want to eat it! I can't breathe fire, and I've been eating raw food for many years. Please help me roast it! I have seen fire from lightning before, and then I stood on the top of the mountain holding a tree in my mouth and waiting, and then I was... Woo woo woo." A distortion appeared on the dragon's face.
Chen Jing looked at its innocent big eyes and found that this child was really stubborn. Putting aside the fact that he had a problem with his brain, this kind of action-orientedness was something that not all naughty children had.
Chen Jing really didn't know how to make fire by rubbing two sticks together, but there were a lot of fires in his village. After a while, half an hour later, he made a big fire in the dragon cave.
There was a fish grilling, about the size of two Chen Jings. Judging by the serrations, it was a carnivore. Its mouth was wide open, its eyes open, and it looked like it had been frozen and taken away.
Long An lay quietly on the golden mountain and watched, his saliva kept flowing and his eyes seemed to be glowing.
Chen Jing looked at it and suddenly felt like he was raising a child.
This kid is also very stupid.
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After eating and drinking, Chen Jing came out of the dragon cave with the reward given by the dragon. Although the dragon felt distressed, he still gave Chen Jing a bag of gold.
Dragons like shiny things, which means glass also counts, but most metals during this period aren't shiny enough.
However, in this era, there seem to be not many things that can maintain their shiny state for a long time.
Walking down the mountain step by step, this is from the secondary cave entrance, so Chen Jing can walk out. After walking for more than ten minutes, he arrived at the village gate.
"How is it? Where's the dragon?" asked Chris.
Chen Jing shook his head: "Not killing it, keeping it is also a good thing for us."
"Hmm? How can an evil dragon be considered a good thing?"
"In this kind of environment, you have to understand how to win over some, neutralize some, and eliminate some."
Chris thought for a moment and said, "This is differentiation."
"Well, our strength is limited. It's unrealistic to wipe them all out. We need to maintain a cumulative momentum, then gradually gain an advantage, and finally achieve victory. This is the correct approach. My performance is nothing. P... Players are even dirtier than me."
Those who play strategy have dirty minds. There are dozens and dozens of black-hearted capitalists.
The next morning, Chris pushed Chen Jing's door open again. The door, which had just been repaired, screamed, as if it was bearing a heavy pressure that it shouldn't have to bear at its age.
"King! Something terrible has happened!"
"What happened again?" You guys are really efficient at doing things once a day.
Chen Jing opened the door and saw several people gathered in the square in the middle. It was usually the place for meetings. Chen Jing walked over to investigate and suddenly saw a head of long hair that looked like flames.
Chris followed and said, "King, that is Princess Lena, a famous hero in the North."
"Great hero," Chen Jing frowned. This name always reminded him of a poor man who died from repeated persecution. He always smiled, but was persecuted constantly, until his persecutors were targeted by a newcomer.
It's not easy to be a great hero.
Chen Jing walked over: "Hello."
Lena's eyes reminded Chen Jing of a god, Hela, those lonely and plain eyes.
She seemed to be dead, but Chen Jing could still see a hint of emotion in her eyes, such as contempt for himself.
"Well, you have a Hydra here, right? I want to kill it. Help lead the way."
From the perception, her strength is stronger than his, but she has not reached level seven, so there has been no qualitative change. Like Uncle Bull Helmet, he can crush many level seven connectors with his body alone. This small world is Anna's key protection area, and it is unlikely to be connected to the outer layer.
So it is highly likely that this guy is really level six, which is similar to the elite monsters under Chen Jing.
"I'll lead the way for you, but are you sure?" The Hydra sounded very powerful coming from the silly dragon's mouth, and should be above level six. Large animals also have some bonuses, so the possibility of it having some strange abilities cannot be ruled out.
Lena looked at him: "Do you think I could lose?" Her tone was full of sarcasm.
Chen Jing looked at her weapon, a giant sword wrapped in linen. This should not be made with the technology in this area. Chen Jing shook his head: "I hope so." Although he didn't want her to die, she was so self-willed, so he didn't want to spoil her fun.
"Hmph, let's go."
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