The Natural Empire of the Oceanic Dragon

Now that the Atlantis Kingdom has been established, it's time to settle the score with that half-goat who betrayed national secrets.

He actually told an outsider that the kingdom was led by him, this dragon druid, including the kingdom's territory, the races that make it up, the grains planted, the livestock raised, the tools that can be produced, and every other aspect.

Meanwhile, the half-goat was muttering:

"Atlantis? Isn't that just a variant of Atilan? My name, Atilan Kingdom, is simpler and more direct."

"So, you just fell for his charm magic so easily and told him everything? Are you even a fey? I made it so obvious, and you still didn't notice anything wrong?"

The half-goat looked up and saw Atilan glaring at him.

"What's wrong?"

Atilan didn't answer, slapping the half-goat directly.

"Meph, are you awake?"

This slap made the half-goat spin three and a half times in place, then kiss the hard wooden floor of the banquet hall with his face.

After a long time, the half-goat finally rubbed his face and climbed back up.

He looked at Atilan with a terrified expression.

"I seem to have told him everything! Besides the kingdom, there are also things in the forest. That person is too scary."

Atilan frowned.

"Why did he ask about the forest?"

"He said he was also a druid and was concerned about the growth of young druids in the forest, so I told him everything about Eagle King and the others."

Atilan frowned even more:

"What about my master and Aunt Gianna?"

"He didn't ask, probably because he knew I didn't know the two masters' information."

It's strange. If he were an ordinary druid, he would just visit Bearman and Vine Woman directly.

Unless he's an evil druid!

"We're going to find Master now. I feel like there's something wrong with the path he designed for you."

Grabbing the half-goat, Atilan came to the Oak Hall and threw the half-goat on the ground unceremoniously.

"Tell me, how did a rogue like you get so fat? A fey being charmed, a rogue not controlling his weight, you're really a freak!"

Bearman lifted the door curtain and walked out, holding a basket of apples in his hand, and ate a whole red apple in one bite.

"What are you two arguing about at the door?"

"He sold the entire forest, and he keeps praising the other person as a good person."

After explaining the whole story, Atilan asked nervously:

"Master, is he trying to use the opportunity to provoke a war between me and the Water Elf Kingdom by having me develop southward?"

Bearman ate the last apple in the basket.

"Probably not. The Water Elf Kingdom doesn't value these territories. As long as you don't lead troops to attack Elf Harbor, it doesn't matter if you have slight friction with the border elf villages."

"A traditional agricultural kingdom poses no threat to the Water Elf Kingdom, even if the king is a dragon. Don't overestimate yourself."

Bearman glanced at him lightly, but it brought so much damage to Atilan.

Don't think too highly of yourself~

"At your age, you should still focus on studying. It's enough to play around with a kingdom in the wasteland. If the scope is too large and you don't have the energy to practice druid secrets…"

Bearman just smiled, but Atilan felt a chill down his spine, feeling terrified.

In this way, he wronged the half-goat. The reason why the half-goat gained weight and was charmed was because he handed over the heavy kingdom management work to the goat prime minister.

He gained weight because of hard work!

"Don't worry, Master, I'm researching a technology involving the application of druid animals, plants, elements, and other knowledge. I need Master to give some guidance."

"Oh, what is it?"

"Four Divine Mountains, Seas, and Eight Treasures Soul-Suppressing Buns! The Four Divine refer to the Four Spirits of Azure Dragon, White Tiger, Vermilion Bird, and Black Tortoise that Master and the Tigerman are discussing. The Eight Treasures are eight kinds of corresponding elemental creatures selected from the mountains, forests, lakes, and seas."

"Harmonized with druid knowledge, two ingredients represent one of the Four Spirits, and the eight ingredients complement each other, having the miraculous effect of calming the mind and nourishing the soul!"

Bearman looked at Atilan calmly.

"I wonder how far you've researched such a powerful magical dish?"

Atilan smiled and leaned closer to Bearman.

"I'm still choosing the right eight elemental creatures. I already have bear paws, deer tendons, eagle claws, and silver cod, which is half done."

"I'm also trying to cultivate more vital wheat with magic. It's also difficult to make a dough that can contain elemental power. At least the existing ordinary wheat flour won't work."

"Wheat cultivation takes time, and collecting eight precious ingredients requires a broad vision. I can only ask Master for help to see if I can solve the remaining wheat and elemental ingredient problems."

Atilan's Four Divine Mountains, Seas, and Eight Treasures Soul-Suppressing Buns are a replica of the White Luo family's Four Divine Seafood Eight Treasures Soul-Suppressing Buns, but he doesn't have seafood here, but there are many lake delicacies.

But the ones containing elemental energy all live in the inner lake surrounded by the swamp wyvern circle. These lake delicacies from the outer lake are delicious, but the elemental energy they contain is not qualified to participate in magical cuisine.

Bearman rubbed Atilan's dragon head.

That's right, squids seem to live in seawater. Freshwater squids, this swamp wyvern has something!

He immediately asked seriously:

"Master, could it be that this swamp wyvern is also a Great Druid?"

Bearman shook his head and looked towards the depths of the lake, saying:

"I don't know, but I know that Sestis must have mastered the magic of transforming nature without being too serious to completely break the balance of nature. Even if he is not a Great Druid, he is a very terrible warlock!"

Atilan nodded in agreement. In terms of destructive power and spell effects, the warlock level brought by the dragon's natural bloodline magic can be superimposed with the warlock's acquired professional level.

However, the various expertise effects of the warlock profession and the promotion of the level of life must be studied step by step in the knowledge of the warlock's practice.

Bearman knocked on his head, pulling him back to his thoughts.

"So don't think about provoking the swamp wyverns in the inner lake."

Then he can only use the big squid to make up the numbers first. Later, he will capture a batch of big squids and use his optimized fish-farming technology to cultivate big squids.

In the past, the fishmen used this secret technique to cultivate their mount, the big black carp.

Now it is used to cultivate silver cod, so that the secret technique returns to its original appearance.

That's right, the fishmen used to also serve as fish farmers for the swamp wyverns, and were able to be taught this incomplete secret technique to increase the water elemental energy content of the fish.

The fishmen used it to nourish the big black carp, so that their mounts could go to the next level.

Silver cod is the superior ingredient of flounder used in the original Soul-Suppressing Bun. The fishmen managed to go deep into the edge of the inner lake to capture a few, and brought back the silver cod that accidentally swam out of the inner lake to raise.

Because he knew the value of silver cod, the old fishman specially asked Atilan to use the Water of Life to nourish it to ensure the vitality of the silver cod.

Bear paws are earth element, deer tendons are earth element and life energy, eagle claws are wind and thunder elements, lacking the very important fire element ingredient.

"Master, is there any in the forest?"

At this time, the half-goat weakly raised his hand.

"Aren't we discussing the issue of leaking secrets? Why are we suddenly talking about some Four Divine Mountains, Seas, and Eight Treasures Soul-Suppressing Buns? Atilan, are you trying to overwhelm Tyre in the research of the Four Divine?"

That's right! I forgot about that sinister druid.

"Master, isn't that guy an evil druid you offended before?"

Bearman waved his hand casually.

"There are no evil druids on this continent who have offended me, you can rest assured."

Atilan felt that it wasn't that there weren't any, but that all those who had offended Bearman had been killed by him.

"I remember there was a little girl who joined your Thunder Mutual Aid Society, who was cultivating fire lizards and fire snakes, but they were relatively small. She always kept the fire elemental creatures in earthenware pots to prevent them from escaping and igniting the forest."

"Who is it?"

The Soul-Suppressing Bun is Atilan's secret weapon to entertain the druid masters, which involves many elemental creatures cultivated by young druids. At that time, he can lead the topic to them.

Moreover, researching this Soul-Suppressing Bun can unite the young druids together.

This druid who studies the fire element is actually a member of the Thunder Mutual Aid Society, but Atilan doesn't know anything about it. It's not that she hides it too well, but that Atilan doesn't know enough about the members.

Some people's personalities like to ponder slowly and enjoy that lonely atmosphere.

In the final analysis, Atilan's ideological guidance to them is not enough. Most people silently cast spells and get struck by lightning during thunder quenching, and bury their heads in eating at banquets.

They never express opinions and follow the crowd to implement the decisions of the meeting. Sometimes, Atilan feels that he really can't lead these background boards.

"She and Sandry are good friends, you can just go ask Sandry."

Atilan was about to leave when he suddenly thought of the wheat problem.

"Master, the wheat problem hasn't been solved yet?"

But Bearman said coldly:

"If you can practice in the Amethyst Mountain for a month, I will help you solve the wheat problem."

Atilan gritted his teeth and stamped his feet.

"I agree! But I have to see the wheat first."

"No problem."

Bearman took out a bucket of sealed and preserved wheat from the warehouse and handed it to Atilan.

"When are you going to quench your body?"

"After I make the Soul-Suppressing Bun for the first time, even if it's not perfect, I'll go to practice first, and then improve the recipe for the Soul-Suppressing Bun after it's over!"

At this time, a person dressed in linen clothes walked over slowly with an oak staff.

"Long time no see, Gaiogai."

"You're living well too, Blood Dye."

The half-goat whispered in Atilan's ear:

"It's him! The druid who charmed me into telling the information!"

The old urchin swayed in with a chuckle.

"They're all old friends, hundreds of years have passed, why haven't you let go yet."

Atilan narrowed his eyes, he smelled the scent of gossip.

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