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Chapter 118 This land belongs to you

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    Since her family was chosen as the Dragon Whisperer, the ancestors have been warning the next generation from generation to generation: Do not disturb the dragon when it is sleeping. It will be very angry when it wakes up and will burn everything to ashes.

    But the problem is that the dragon sleeps endlessly, sometimes sleeping for several years, sometimes sleeping for decades.

    There was once an ancestor who became a dragon speaker when the dragon was sleeping. When he was old enough to die, the dragon still hadn't woken up. Sadly, he became the only dragon speaker among the dragon speakers who had never seen a dragon.

    Now, your lost child has come to your door. Even if you feel angry, you should hold it in.

    Shafia actually believed 90% of what Nigris said, because Niali did mention Zero Ocean Island to her ancestors and said that it was the place where she had her first beautiful memories. As for the first time, Niali  Didn't say.

    ¡°Anyway, every bit of what Naiari said was written down by her ancestors, the repetitive parts were removed, and copied into volumes for future generations to learn from.

    The biggest task for all the new generation of Dragon Whisperers to become Dragon Whisperers is to read all the Dragon Whisperers and remember what the dragon said in their hearts.

    But the problem is that over the past thousand years, what Nellie has said has been excerpted from fifty boxes of parchments and millions of words. The difficulty of remembering them all has increased exponentially.

    Fortunately, our ancestors not only passed down the dragon language manuscripts, but also passed down the examination skills - highlighting the key points.

    " Among the fifty boxes of parchments, which ones are important, which ones must be tested, and which ones are insignificant can be solved by mastering the routines. As long as you understand the dragon's thinking, you can answer the questions accurately.

    So, Shafia, who was best at taking exams, became a new generation of Dragon Whisperer.

    Today, she made the decision to go against her ancestors because she controlled the dragon's thoughts and had a premonition that if she woke up the sleeping dragon, the other party would not only not be angry to get up, but would also be shocked: "My child? I  Where are the children?¡±

    Rather than waking her up, wait until she wakes up naturally, and then realizes that she has driven her child away, and then she will really get angry out of bed.

    But even if it breaks out, what does it matter?  In Nairi's current state, being able to fly and breathe fire and lose her temper is actually something worth celebrating, right?  If she can, get up and hit me!

    The place where the giant dragon sleeps is a secret. No one knows where it is, but it can be accessed through the teleportation array, and the teleportation array must be activated through dragon language. In other words, no one can activate this teleportation array except the giant dragon and the dragon whisperer.  .

    After installing the magic crystal, Shafia chanted a spell in dragon language, and with a flash of white light, she appeared in a huge underground space.

    Countless gems, crystals and other shiny things were piled into dark corners. The only bright place was in the center. A ray of sunlight passed through the gap and was projected on a giant dragon, making her scales shine with golden light.  the entire underground space.

    Shafia has read from the Dragon Language Codex that dragons don¡¯t actually like shiny gold and silver treasures. Those are all stereotypes formed by knight novels or misunderstandings.

    But it is true that giant dragons are more sensitive to shiny things. They are too big. Humans are like small mice to them. They can be trampled to death if they are not careful. Jewels and magic crystals are smaller than humans. If it were not  It's so bright that they can't see clearly.

    As for the statement that the dragon's lair is full of treasures, it is true or false. A dragon lives for tens of thousands of years. Even the wooden horse it rode when it was a child will become an antique and valuable after thousands of years.

    But even if gold, silver, treasures, artifacts and holy swords are not broken, they will rust into scrap metal if left there for hundreds or thousands of years.

    I have never heard that iron swords and armors unearthed a thousand years ago are better than those just left the factory.  But it's in good condition and worth a lot of money.

    Unfortunately, stereotypes have led to the fact that humans particularly like to offer shiny things to Nei'aili. If they can't bear to offer magic crystals, they offer worthless accompanying crystals. If they can't bear to offer gold and silver, they offer shiny tinware.

    Nellie has complained to the Dragon Whisperer more than once that these things are impractical and take up space. It is better to send more little fat sheep over, so that she can roast them and eat them.

    "It's a pity that no one wants to believe it. Instead, they feel scared that more will be sent next time. Instead, they accept these offerings and praise them a few words, and people will feel at ease."

    Shafia teleported over and immediately heard a thunderous grunt. This was a very low-frequency sound. When the momentum was at its highest, the entire ground would resonate with it.

    Shafia was well prepared. She immediately blocked her ears with something, then hid behind a big rock, picked up a fist-sized stone, and threw it at the brass dragon with all her strength.

    Shafia spent all her timeIt's so tight that I can't fly out at all. I have to climb out first and then fly.

    So every time when she comes out of the hole, you can see her clumsy movements, fearing that her belly is too big and her front paws cannot hook it.

    After watching Nai Ali climb out of the crack and flutter her wings and fly away, Shafia teleported back to the oasis through the teleportation array. When she went back, only Nigris, Luther, and Lightning were left in the field, while Ange and Angel  Skeletons and little zombies are gone.

    "Hello, sir, where are your two companions and a little girl? Where have they gone? Please come with them to have a rest. Hurry up, serve dates, serve dates, and entertain our distinguished guests." Shafia was polite and polite.  He said enthusiastically and quietly kicked his henchman.

    Nigris smiled slightly, with a completely different attitude. It seemed that Niali knew who it was.

    As for the other two companions and the little girl Nigris looked back and exclaimed: "Hey, where is Ange?"

    Ange ran away quietly because Nigris wouldn't let him plant anything, and he happened to see a large area of ??abandoned farmland, so he slipped away quietly.

    Although Nigris didn¡¯t pay attention to him, the sentry in charge did notice him, and a senior swordsman followed with two spearmen.

    "Hello, distinguished guest, I am Orem. How can I help you?" the senior swordsman said politely.

    These people were brought by the Brass Dragon. Although the Dragon Speaker questioned their identity, the identity of the Brass Dragon alone was enough for everyone to be extremely polite to these people. Even if they are not the children of Lord Nellie, they are still members of the tribe.  Well, the relationship with Dragon Whisperer is definitely much closer.

    So Orem was very polite and came here just to be a guide and not to restrict their activities.

    Ange happened to have a question. He pointed to the deserted area in the distance and asked, "Where is that place?"

    ¡°Oh, it¡¯s a wasteland, there¡¯s not much there,¡± Orem said.

    "Farmland, there is farmland." Ange said anxiously, pointing to the traces on the ground.

    "Oh, you're talking about this. It was indeed a farmland a few years ago, but with the degradation of the water system, it has been abandoned." Orem said, sighing and said: "The water system of the oasis has been shrinking.  , there are more and more abandoned places on the edges, alas.¡±

    Ange didn¡¯t care about this and asked: ¡°These farmlands are all abandoned, can I grow anything?¡±

    "Huh? You want to grow something there? But there is no water there." Orem said in surprise.

    Ange opened his hand, and a drizzle of rain immediately fell on his palm, and the ground was wet after a while.

    Orem was in awe: "It turns out you are a magician, I am disrespectful, but"

    Orem originally wanted to say that using magic to farm the land was unrealistic, but he realized before he could say anything. What does it have to do with him if it is unrealistic?  Maybe this magician has some quirks?

    So he changed his mind and said: "It is deserted and belongs to the ownerless land. According to our custom here, as long as you build any buildings or plant anything on it, the land will belong to you. However, in order to avoid disputes,  You need to register at the Dragon Temple and pay a handling fee"

    As soon as the words "handling fee" were spoken, Ange handed over a hand. The palm was full of magic crystals, which made Orem and his two men's eyes bulge.

    Although there is a magic crystal mine near the oasis, no one here spends it. The denomination is too high, one can be worth nine gold coins.

    "This" Orem swallowed hard, suppressed a trace of greed in his heart, carefully picked up one, and said: "Too many, too many, one too many.  , I will go through the formalities first and return the rest to you, but you still need to build some buildings as soon as possible, otherwise the wasteland will return to an ownerless state in three to five years."

    After saying that, he ran away. This was originally a very simple matter. He could have let his spearmen go, but Orem did not dare to hand over the precious magic crystal to them. Who knows if they dared to have bad intentions?  Although the chance is very small, what if it happens?

    Registering a piece of wasteland is a very simple matter. Wasteland in the desert is not valuable, land with water is valuable. If housing buildings and the like can be built on wasteland, it can increase the local GDP, so when I hear someone registering  In the wasteland, the registrar of the Dragon Temple did not even confiscate the money.

    Holding a handwritten land registration certificate stamped with the dragon emblem, he returned to the original place. From a distance, Orem's jaw began to drop. Is it still a place he knew?  Why is there an extra row of buildings?

    Two chapters in one

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