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

Rachel put down the book and looked at Bobcat and asked.

"Meow..." It also looked at Rachel, and after stammering a few words, Rachel finally understood what it meant.

"...You mean, there is some voice in your head, asking me to go out and take a look?"

"Meow!"

The lynx nodded repeatedly, and then scratched his head in confusion, having no idea what just happened.

Rachel also frowned slightly, but without hesitation, she stood up and walked out, coming to the door.

There, Mercer watched her quietly.

"—Master God."

Rachel was shocked and quickly lowered her head.

——From her body, Mercer felt emotions such as "uneasiness" and "doubt", but that was not all. He heard more information than before:

“What is He doing and why is it hearing sounds?”

Feeling the voice coming from Rachel, after a long time, Mercer opened his mouth:

"Yes, I am very satisfied."

"Eh?"

Rachel raised her head, glanced at Mercer, and then held her forehead in confusion.

Whether it was an illusion or not, she felt that the voice of Lord God in her ears had changed this time...it seemed to have become more specific?

"Don't think blindly, this is just an experiment, go back."

Mercer said casually, then spread his wings and started to flap.

Seeing this, Rachel quickly bowed and quickly returned to the house.

Then, a hurricane blew up, dragging Mercer into the sky.

——The improvement of this skill is not only functional, the scale powder itself has also gained excellent resistance to high temperature and cold. In other words, as long as the weather is ideal, he can even cover the scale powder on snowy days. All over the snowfields.

Even if a snowstorm freezes the scale powder, it can wake up again after melting.

Just as he said, Mercer immediately flew to the forest and made preparations.

Thinking of this, he flapped his wings and his flying speed soared, blowing the surrounding wind and snow to the back, and the scenery in front of him quickly receded to both sides.

boom--

After a while, Mercer landed roughly in the forest, making a deafening sound that caused the surrounding trees to break.

Mercer's whole body was filled with black mist, which was the mist he had spread here a long time ago to monitor every move in the forest.

He spread his wings and spread his scale powder.

Mercer's order for these scale powders was simple. While keeping the original scale powder's orders unchanged, replace the old ones with new ones.

After the old scale powder meets the new scale, it actively acts as nutrition to help the new scale reproduce.

As Mercer issued the order, the surrounding flowers and plants became windless, a large amount of black mist surged, and the air seemed to turn into boiling water.

A large amount of scale powder spurted out from the gaps in Mercer's armor and merged with the black mist in the air. From a distance, he could see a black wind lingering around him, and he was at the center of the eye of the wind. The hurricane was about to Everything around him was swept away and blown away.

Chapter 192: Purple Flying Dragon

Soon, Mercer stopped moving and looked at the black fog sweeping in front of him.

I believe that soon, these scale powder will be able to replace all the old scales.

At that time, with the forest as a backup, the black mist here can be considered to spread to the ice vein snowfield.

Nodding with satisfaction, Mercer was about to leave when a lynx suddenly jumped out of the grass and came to him.

"Meow--"

Looking at the lynx in front of him, Mercer stopped, stared at it, lowered his head and asked.

From this lynx, Mercer felt emotions such as happiness and anxiety.

"Meow meow meow! Meow -"

It was dancing, and combined with the emotions Mercer felt from it, Mercer knew what it said:

"I found you, boss! I asked why such a big change suddenly happened around me, meow, and it turns out you are here! It just so happened that I had something else to do and planned to find you, boss, meow!"

"Long story short."

Mercer didn't even open his mouth, the words were transmitted into its head.

The lynx was stunned for a moment, then turned to look around. Mercer said again: "Tell me what's going on."

The lynx looked at Mercer and suddenly realized, nodding and meowing: "It turns out it's you, the boss, meow!"

Then, it meowed with a serious expression: "That's it, meow, our food supply has been a little low recently. I have heard about the specific situation. The food that was originally given to the orcs to forge humans, livestock, etc. There is a surplus, but since humans have lived here, our pasture is somewhat insufficient."

"Oh......"

Hearing this, Mercer also corrected his attitude and started thinking.

"I told you about this too, meow. It wasn't very urgent at the time, but it's different now, meow. If this continues, the inventory will only last for one year, meow!"

Humans are different from Mercer. They are not big eaters who can eat food larger than their body size. Their expenses are very clear, and logically they should not exceed too much.

But the problem is that there are too many of these people, and they have even exceeded the total number of orcs and forged people in the snowfield.

Although the latter two also have their own reasons, one is that longevity species are not eager to reproduce, and the other is that they suffered a lot of casualties in the wild a long time ago and have not yet recovered.

——But no matter what, it is an indisputable fact that food is difficult to supply, and Mercer must find a solution.

"Do you have any insights?"

he asked the lynx.

"We do have an idea, although it's just an idea, but after the cat proposed it, we all agreed that it has a high success rate." The bobcat said, licking the back of his hand.

"Go ahead."

"Meow!" The lynx became active. It raised a paw and said, "How about bringing some orcs and domestic animals to live here? We have compared it with meow. There is a creature in the forest that is very similar to the Panhorn. , but it is healthier and stronger. We think that creature is a metamorphosis of the Discocorn's ancestors living in the forest! If the Discocorn is brought to the forest to mate with that creature, will it happen? How about getting that creature to have a healthy and strong constitution, meow! Even if that doesn’t work, bringing the Discocorns to a warm forest should be able to effectively slow down their chances of getting sick, meow?!”

It meowed, and Mercer listened carefully. After a long time, he spoke:

"Your idea is very good, I think it is necessary to put it into practice."

"Meow!"

Before Bobcat could show his excited expression, Mercer suddenly changed the subject:

"——But, there is a prerequisite for doing this, right? Where can I find a place that is safe from being disturbed by wild beasts and is spacious enough to accommodate a large number of domestic animals?"

"Meow......"

Hearing this sentence, the bobcat's ears suddenly drooped, and the whole cat became depressed: "We have also considered this reason, but as you said, boss, there is no solution at all. No matter what, even our land is unsafe."

"It's not safe?" Mercer had heard it say that the land where grass was grown had recently become easier to find.

At this point, Bobcat became filled with indignation:

"Boss, you don't know! One of your men came back to grab food from us, and even took away all the food we had saved, meow! If I hadn't hid in time, I wouldn't have seen you, meow. !”

As it spoke, it pulled away the hair on its shoulders, revealing a shallow scratch.

Mercer looked at this trace, and indeed sensed a familiar smell from Lin Fen's perception. It was Feilong who was right.

His eyes sharpened. You must know that he strictly prohibited the flying dragons from harming the bobcats. These bobcats were important logistics personnel. If anything happened to him because of this kind of thing, it would be difficult for him to make up for it. Such a gap.

"I know, I'll deal with them right away."

"Meow?!"

With a somewhat strong voice, Mercer spread his wings and flew to the top of the tree, disappearing in the blink of an eye, leaving only the lynx who was startled by Mercer's words.

——Mercer felt the source of the scent on the lynx traces and quickly located the flying dragon.

He came into the air, turned around, and flapped his wings violently, causing the turbulent airflow to shatter the surrounding snowdrifts.

click -

Along with a series of broken branches, Mercer arrived in the sky above the flying dragon's lair in the blink of an eye. There, a flying dragon with a purple carapace raised its head and looked at Mercer in horror.

He no longer flapped his wings, but slowly landed, and then landed on the nest. His weight shifted the center of gravity of the nest toward Mercer, almost crushing the nest.

Seeing this scene, the purple flying dragon couldn't help but tremble a few times, showing a scared look.

Mercer, on the other hand, grimaced and looked at the flying dragon in front of him.

He has an impression of this species. The strength of their race is considered weak among the treetops. They are generally more than ten meters long. They are a bit petite in front of a group of creatures with an average of more than 20 meters. Therefore, they are not good at strength. On the contrary, they are It has a talent for flying, and can emit large amounts of poisonous purple smoke from its mouth or the laminated carapace on its back to hide itself.

At first glance, the ability sounds pretty good, but there are reasons why they stretch their hips like this. One is that the toxin is not strong and is not very effective against many large creatures;

The second is that this race is completely a solitary creature. They will meet briefly during the breeding season, and then decisively abandon the offspring after they have a certain ability to survive. They live alone as a dragon, and they don't even want a partner. .

If they were social creatures, they would not end up in such a pitiful situation.

——But even so, the purpose of Mercer coming here is not to sympathize with it.

He stared seriously at the flying dragon in front of him, suddenly felt something, and looked at its body intently.

This flying dragon seems a little different?

Chapter 193: Mutant

——Its entire body is slightly larger than the average of its kind. Not only that, its purple-looking scales have a layer of dark color attached to it, making the whole body even darker.

Use the black mist to feel the opponent's breath, and you can clearly notice that it has a special connection with the surrounding scale powder.

Mercer narrowed his eyes and looked at its back.

The principle of spraying poisonous mist from the gaps in the carapace seems to be similar to Mercer's breath, which extracts specific liquids from the blood and releases them.

At the same time, in order not to be unable to confirm the direction of itself and the enemy in the poisonous mist, this flying dragon also has sensory horns on its head, which can sense surrounding objects in the poisonous mist.

It is precisely for this reason that when it spits poisonous mist, it also releases part of the black mist stored in its own blood vessels. This black mist is different from the black mist released by Mercer in the forest, but After combining with the poisonous mist it releases, it will secrete a pheromone similar to Mercer, "misleading" the black mist in the environment to assist it.

In this way, it can connect with the surrounding black fog and use its corners to vaguely perceive its target.

"I see, has it mutated?"

Mercer thought for a moment and soon had an idea.

From his father in blood—although he didn’t know how similar he was to that gray dragon, Mercer learned from its gray mist a long time ago that gray mist is also a form of ecology, and Creatures living in different ecologies will also change into different postures due to different environments.

Ever since the black mist was released in the forest, Mercer had been mentally prepared for this, but what he didn't expect was that the change would come so quickly.

"Roar--"

Mercer roared in a deep voice, and the black mist sent a signal into his brain.

"——Why did you violate my rules?"

"Ugh..."

As he exuded intimidation, the flying dragon trembled and lay at Mercer's feet, purring.

"Hungry", "helpless"...

A series of emotions entered Mercer's mind, and when the black mist passed through his body again, Mercer had already understood something.

...This flying dragon's appetite has increased since the abnormality that Mercer felt in its body. At first, it was barely enough to satisfy, but since it became pregnant, its appetite has increased and it can only eat more. The food piled up by the bobcat - I really couldn't help it that time, and I was obsessed with hunger.

Feeling the other party's still honest and obedient will, the unhappiness in Mercer's heart slowly disappeared.

After discovering the mutant in front of him, Mercer no longer had the idea of ​​punishing it, because he wanted to know how much this mutant creature improved its strength, and whether this mutation was controllable - exposing himself to After the Floating Island, Mercer was ready to go to war with the Floating Island. Although he was confident in his own strength, the more combat power the better.

With a thought, Heiwu sent a message, telling it that if it had to, it could go to the lynx for food again, but it was not allowed to hurt any lynx.

Hearing this, the flying dragon nodded repeatedly, with a look of surprise in its eyes.

And Mercer also left the nest and came to the lynx's habitat.

He used the black mist to find the lynx he had just communicated with, came to it, and sent a message:

"The matter has been resolved. It is a little special. If you come again next time, you can ask your tribe to give it food."

"Meow?" The bobcat looked puzzled, scratched the back of his head, and said distressedly: "But the food..."