Hey, King!

2021-08-30

Chapter 224 Chapter 224 Egg or Meat
Dagon kicks a pile of frozen White Dragon ruminant, pointing to the ground half-buried with some old, broken, cheap ornaments, and said, "There are some skeletons below, with an oval ball wrapped in the middle, about this size."

Hiroai saw Dagon gesture. The spherical shape that came out, the eyes shined: "Is it a dragon egg?"

"It doesn't feel like it," Dagon had already removed the folding shovel from the side of the backpack and started fixing its folding mechanism. While digging, he said: "There must be something inside that ball, but I can't sense whether it is egg liquid or a small White Dragon, or simply not an egg. Shiroai, what would you do if it was a dragon egg?"

"If there is no small dragon in basic shape, take it back and sell it. Although I don't have time to raise this thing, many elf families will be interested, and there is a set of effective methods to Tame the dragon." Shiroai said: "If there is already a dragon embryo in it, it is best to destroy it. This is a White Dragon!"

"You think the White Dragon is inherently evil? "

"No, I'm not that narrow, I'm just worried about revenge." Shiloh shook his head and said, "After the dragon is basically formed in the eggshell, even if it is unconscious, it is constantly recording Things outside. Through this kind of record, it can know who its parents are, what the surrounding environment is, and who is its enemy. Even if it is ignorant when it is just born, it will sooner or later be able to understand the memory of the dragonfly period. When it grows up a bit, I may still be young, and you may not be able to move, what if it comes to seek revenge?"

"Oh, so it is..." Dagon continued to dig, and at the same time He asked: "Since it has memory, how can it raise dragons?"

"If it doesn't have a prototype and it's all egg liquid, it won't have memory. Sometimes dragons will steal eggs from each other, Even a kobold would dare to do such a thing." Shiroai burned a clean place with a spell, sat down and said, "I'm not an expert on dragons, so I don't know exactly how to do it, but in general, I keep instilling the concept of eggs— —It is said to learn the way of the kobold."

"How to instill it? Do you tell stories to it every day?"

"Tell stories? You mean taking advantage of the chicks in the eggs. The dragon is sleeping, lying on the egg whispering, saying that I am your parents, and it is up to you to defeat my enemies and protect my career in the future? Hahahaha, you are so thoughtful!" Shiloai laughed until tears came out , Before it freezes, wipe it clean. "That method is too primitive and outdated, and it's also quite perverted. In fact, it is possible to use array to do this, and can't continuous use of enchantment spell shape the consciousness of the dragon?"

Yes - thought Dagon - he learned from his father's story, so his first thought was storytelling; Shiloh was an Enchantment Mage, and her first single thought was an Enchantment Array. Maybe the experts who really know how to train dragons used other methods, and they started from the "habits of dragons", which neither of them could guess.

The shovel kept advancing, and many skeletons were excavated with everything inside. Judging from the appearance of the bones, they are all relatively new and should have been newly collected this year. When they saw many broken calf bones, they were basically certain that these bones were harvested from the White Dragon "hunting" operation.

"It didn't swallow all these bones. You can see no signs of corrosion and digestion on it." Shiroai frowned said: "Look, there are some abnormal bends and pulls, as if subjected to Continued traction with tremendous force. Did White Dragon use the spell to strip away the muscles and organs, leaving only the bone? Or did the spell strip the bone from the corpse?"

"Either way, it's too much Evil!" Dagon frowned, wielding his shovel with more strength. "Whether it's a dragon egg or not, looking at the situation, it's probably an evil thing."

"Don't have such preconceived impressions. White Dragon may be doing evil things, but it's influenced by it. The target may be innocent, or kind - like the poor, kind and beautiful elf female mage kidnapped by the evil barbarians. You can't hack the female mage too, can you?"

Dagon was stunned for a moment, smiled slightly, nodded, he lightened the strength in his hand, and was a little gentle to the ellipsoid that gradually emerged. After cleaning up all the surrounding skeletons, the complete ellipsoid was presented in front of the two people. It is about the size of a person's chest and abdomen, and one end is slightly thicker than the other.

"It seems to be some kind of ore," Dagon stroked the surface of the sphere, recalling the knowledge the father had imparted. "Yes, this is some kind of rough ore, which is calcined at high temperature, and the impurities are greatly reduced, so the surface has this metallic feeling. Not only the high temperature, but also constantly throwing away the outer shell of impurities, peeling off or being peeled off layer by layer. Wouldn't it be a meteorite?"

"I look like it." Shirouai also reached out to touch it and said, "Hey, the surface of this thing is not completely flat, it seems to have shark skin. The same dark pattern. It extends from this end to the middle... It seems that it was really burned by the strong air impact when it fell!"

Dagon used the earth's hearing to penetrate close, but still only determined its interior There are a lot of grand competition cavities, but don't know what's inside the cavities. That feeling is a lot like staring into the dark, clearly seeing nothing, but always feeling that there is something in the dark. "Would you like me to try to split it?"

"It's better not to. I think it's better to take this unknown thing back in its entirety, and put it in a protective array environment to study or open it for comparison. Okay." Shiroai said, "If there's something in there that can be directly taken out, White Dragon will pry it, right?"

"It makes sense, or do you think It must be more thoughtful." Dagon weighed the weight of this thing and said, "As long as it is not a dragon egg that can hold grudges, I will tie a bundle with a rope and make a simple net bag, this thing is quite easy to carry."

There's nothing else worth carrying in the dragon lair, and mostly it's not the White Dragon's true lair. It's all because Dagon was too decisive when he started, and didn't give White Dragon a chance to trade his treasure for his life. But having said that, if you really listened to the words of White Dragon, maybe the two of them would join the ranks of the corpses now. By the way, Carvey may have brought other good things, but apart from the lie wrapping that separated his head, everything else has been chewed and digested, and cannot be recovered at all.

There was no big gain, and the two immediately felt lethargic and tired. With their heads bowed, like defeated men, they crawled back above the ice, panting. If it wasn't for Dagon's suggestion to make something delicious, Shiloh might be in a worse mood. She looked at the moose and yak standing shiver coldly on the ice and snow, thinking about which meat was better. Dagon said, "Aren't you going to kill these poor fellows? Let's eat dragons!"

"Dragons are intelligent creatures. When you're injured, you can just eat some to replenish your stamina. Now you're recovering. Why do you still eat it?" Shiloai shook her head, firmly opposed, and said, "Don't eat intelligent creatures, this is..."

"Before we ate the last bit of pastry, sausages. Nope. If you don't collect food and get enough now, you'll have to go to Egg Island to ask Bono for supplies - don't forget there are sled dogs, they can't be starved to death. So we must supplement the meat. Dagon patted the shriveled backpack, then took out the head hunting axe and said, "You pick one, a moose or a yak?"

Siloai looked at the poor herbivores, they also Looking eagerly at the elf. The female mage seemed to be suddenly drained of strength, her shoulders drooped down, and she said, "I can't do it. Let's follow the principle of not wasting food first..."

High-end ingredients often only require The easiest way to cook, and fresh dragon meat doesn't need extra seasoning, just eat it with primordial, natural, wild flavor. Of course, it wasn't that Dagon didn't want to use the seasoning, but his seasoning was all spilled and it was useless. Even more complicated cooking methods can’t be done. Using the remaining cow dung in the shack as fuel and cooking meat in a home heirloom pot with snow water is the limit of what can be done.

It is difficult for the heat to penetrate the dragon meat, and large pieces of meat tend to be cooked only on the surface, so the only way to do it is to slice it thinly. Fortunately, the surrounding World of Ice and Snow, the temperature was extremely low, and another White Dragon with the Ice Attribute died. After the blood flowed out, most of the muscles were frozen by themselves, and Dagon could slice it out with an axe blade. . If Reid was here, he would definitely be excited to shout "Hotpot Shabu-shabu Long Meat"! This kind of cooking method that even the elves have never heard of can be found by Dagon "in a flash", maybe it is because of Rhett's unnoticeable influence.

The meat slices enter the boiling water, and because they are too thin to form a protective layer that blocks heat, they quickly change color and curl. Dagon took a bite, and it tasted a bit like a combination of rabbit meat and snake meat. The first bite felt weird, but as soon as the tongue got used to it, I felt that it was nothing to eat. Shirouai also tasted it suspiciously, overcame the psychological factors, and quickly accepted the taste.

Even the yak and moose, which are "herbivorous animals", have eaten some. It seems that the flesh and blood of White Dragon is more of a combination of natural energy and has a very rich edible value.

Since this thing can be eaten, Dagon chose the firmer part and cut it into a few square bricks and put them in the snow to freeze. He and Shiroai squeezed under the dragon's skin, surrounded by moose and yak sheltering from the wind. It didn't take too long, the Starhelm would call them up at noon, so they could travel in the relatively bright hours and return to Egg Island before nightfall. As long as Bono can give them a sled, Dagon should have enough bricks to get them on their way back.

(end of this chapter)