The Natural Empire of the Oceanic Dragon

After dealing with the dwarves and watching them happily lead away one hundred minotaurs and one hundred centaurs to begin their land-remodeling work, Artie finally returned to his loyal forest.

But as soon as he got back, he was shocked by terrible news.

"Old Fishman, tell the kitchen to get me two big pork legs, simple, not cut into small pieces. I want to eat something with a wild flavor today."

"Dragon Lord, we're out of pork legs. Would pork chops be okay? A whole pork chop, I think that also has a wild flavor."

Artie frowned and asked:

"How can we be out of pork legs?"

"It was the Leopard Woman. She came with Old Rascal's spell mark and told me to slaughter all the meat pigs we raise that are of suitable weight, take the four legs after they are cooked."

"The rest was to be cured into ham for her to take, saying Old Rascal wanted to eat it."

Artie gnashed his teeth and said:

"Good for you, Old Rascal, actually playing this snatch-the-firewood-from-under-the-pot trick on me!"

Then he looked at the Old Fishman again.

"Why did you give them all the big pork legs just because the Leopard Woman said Old Rascal needed them? Slaughtering so many wild boars at once, won't the pork spoil?"

"How can they be worthless? You're all smiles now that Old Rascal is supplying us with piglets, making you think that raising them yourself is inferior to importing them. What if Old Rascal stops supplying them?"

"Will we still have pork to eat?"

Artie slapped the ground again.

"No matter what, the meat pig breeding project must continue to advance. The Kingdom of Atlantis must have its own piglets!"

"Yes, Dragon Lord!"

Although he didn't know what was making the Dragon Lord act crazy today, the Old Fishman naturally agreed since he was in a fit of anger.

As for the big pork legs, the Dragon Lord could completely go to Old Rascal. Could it be that the Dragon Lord's silver tongue wouldn't be able to get any once they were in Old Rascal's hands?

"Forget it, you can go down now. Get the pork chops grilled and sent up as soon as possible, the kind that's separated into individual ribs."

Soon, six pork chops, grilled to a golden color and glistening with oil, were brought in.

Artie grabbed one and bit down directly, making a crunching sound. The wild boar bones were no different from french fries to his teeth, reminding him of his youthful days as a human.

When eating pork chops, whether they are pan-fried, braised, or sweet and sour, his favorite is the kind with crispy bones, but sometimes the crispy bones are too big, and human teeth can only struggle with them bit by bit.

It's not that he can't chew them, but he's afraid of biting his tongue or the skin inside his mouth.

Now it's different. Even the hardest bones can be easily crushed in front of a dragon's teeth.

Chewing in large mouthfuls, Artie's body suddenly stiffened.

Damn it, I bit my tongue!

Fortunately, he was an Ocean Dragon and a Druid, so this kind of minor injury could be easily healed.

Sure enough, even as a dragon, you still can't eat too fast.

After eating one bone, Artie gave up on this inelegant way of eating. Aside from the meat and crispy bones, Artie discarded the rest of the bones directly.

They could be taken to feed the mastiffs or made into bone meal to fertilize the fields.

Mastiffs are still quite useful. Taking a mastiff with you when patrolling at night can use the mastiff's hearing and sense of smell to help the halflings better discover dangers in the dark.

But Artie doesn't actually need them because the minotaurs are much more useful than mastiffs. As a kind of dark magic creature, minotaurs have well-developed hearing, sense of smell, and dark vision.

Otherwise, why are so many guards in labyrinths minotaurs?

Artie's choice of wind element totem war dance for the centaurs and earth element for the minotaurs was for a reason. The centaurs were responsible for offense, and the minotaurs were responsible for defense.

"By the way, how is Lista developing in the Hedong area?"

"I heard that there are several minotaur tribes scattered in Hedong. It seems that they are almost all conquered by him alone. He didn't disturb the other fishmen and lizardmen."

"Finally, there are the centaur tribes. Those centaur tribes are too mobile. They may have already left that land and gone south or east. After all, centaurs rarely settle in one area."

"Good if it's going smoothly. Recruit as many people as possible. Such a large piece of land will require a lot of manpower to transform it all into farmland. Then we really won't have to worry about food problems."

With only 30,000 mu of infertile land now, Artie simply can't afford to expand his army, and he doesn't even have the resources to equip the existing troops with iron armor.

Rooting ourselves in agriculture is also a last resort. If agriculture isn't developed well, how can you tell me to develop other industries?

"It's just that with Lista's way of forcibly unifying the minotaur tribes, those minotaurs may not obey Lista's orders. I think it's still necessary for the Dragon Lord to go there in person."

"I've also contacted some fishman and lizardman tribes. They heard that they could serve an elemental dragon like the Dragon Lord, and they all showed great enthusiasm."

"They just want to see the Dragon Lord and listen to the Dragon Lord's teachings."

Artie glanced at the Old Fishman. He didn't expect the Old Fishman to still be young at heart. He's so old, but he still has the mood to expand the fishman tribe.

"Do you want to integrate those fishmen into the Greenscale Fishmen?"

"I wouldn't dare. Those fishmen are all the Dragon Lord's followers. How can they be integrated into our tribe? Our tribe is now living quietly and already has nearly two hundred children."

Artie widened his eyes in surprise.

"What? Two hundred? Can you support them?"

The Old Fishman looked at Artie seriously.

"Please rest assured, Dragon Lord, these little fishmen are eating well. The bean flour and pasture paste can fill them up with just one bowl per meal. In a year, they will be able to farm, raise fish, and raise river mussels for the Dragon Lord."

That's right, river mussels!

Artie almost forgot that he still had a large river mussel that was suspected of being a mirage dragon.

If he constantly uses the dragon pearl to release the life aura of the Ocean Dragon to nourish the large river mussel, Artie is very curious whether the river mussel will eventually transform into a mirage, and finally transform into a Mirage Dragon?

Mirage Dragons are also a kind of dragon, and they are more inclined to the Eastern dragon clan. Logically speaking, they should not appear in this material world because there is no environment for their birth.

But through Artie's increased understanding of the dragon pearl, he suspects that the Swamp Dragon used the water element of the lake to refine the dragon pearl, and the large river mussel used to live in the lake.

The lake water after refining the dragon pearl will definitely carry a bit of the dragon pearl's aura. Artie wants to use his Ocean Dragon soul to refine the large river mussel to see if there will be a reaction.

If there is, it means that the Swamp Dragon really is refining the dragon pearl.

Regardless of which dragon, they all have the ability to gradually transform the creatures living near them into dragon blood creatures.

This dragon blood refers to bloodline, and it doesn't necessarily require dragon blood to transform. A powerful dragon, even a dragon scale, can shape a dragon vein warlock family that is passed down from generation to generation.

If the aquatic creatures in the inner sea are gradually transforming into dragon blood creatures under the influence of the Swamp Dragon's Ocean Dragon soul, then this force becomes even more terrifying.

It is because Artie also has a dragon pearl that he knows how terrifying the effect of the dragon pearl is.

Of course, actively transforming dragon blood creatures requires consuming the dragon pearl's energy. The Swamp Dragon cannot waste dragon pearl energy for some followers who are not of great value to him.

But passive transformation is also very scary, especially people who live near the Swamp Dragon all year round. They may be transformed into dragon blood creatures by the overflowing energy when he refines the dragon pearl.

No, the situation of energy overflow will only happen to a small fry like him with an unstable foundation. The Bearman would never waste even a trace of energy.

The Bearman once seriously admitted that Cersei was stronger than him. That old dragon would definitely not have energy leakage, only mutation caused by infection from the wastewater after refining the dragon pearl.

And the large river mussel can mutate, could it be because the large river mussel is a genius?

No, Artie quickly finished the pork chops that were brought over, came to the mussel field, found the large river mussel that was quietly lying in the center of the pool, and connected with the large river mussel using druid spells.

"How have you been lately?"

The river mussel opened and closed its shell a few times. Accepting a lot of the energy rain released by Artie, and with abundant food, the river mussel's spirituality has at least doubled.

The former river mussel was as ignorant as a one or two-year-old child, but now her wisdom has surpassed that of a three-year-old child. She knows that Artie is good to her and wants to be closer to Artie.

She frantically expresses her happiness and joy.

"Good, good, good, I'm going to use a stream of energy to refine your body now. Tell me your feelings as much as possible."

The river mussel opened and closed its shell twice, indicating that she understood.

Artie summoned the water element to first form an energy field to isolate the aura of the dragon pearl before releasing the dragon pearl, casting a faint blue-green light on the river mussel.

As soon as the dragon pearl's energy entered the river mussel's body, the river mussel couldn't help but open and close its shell non-stop. At the same time, a faint white mist was released by the river mussel.

Vaguely, Artie seemed to see a little girl standing in front of him. The little girl was blue all over, with a body made of water, and her aura was a bit similar to that of fairies and spirits.

Artie suddenly thought of something and said in surprise:

"Are you the river mussel?"

Who knew that the river mussel, no, the little girl actually nodded.

"I didn't expect you to already be a mirage dragon. I'll give you back this Night Star. In the future, you will use the energy that releases this white mist to refine the Night Star, understand?"

Artie put the Night Star into the mussel shell. Facing the pearl that had once caused him a lot of trouble, the mirage dragon obviously didn't want it.

But since Artie said so, she could only nod pitifully.

Artie reached out and rubbed the little girl's head, smiling and saying:

"Refine the pearl well. You'll need this pearl to condense your mirage dragon pearl when you transform into a Mirage Dragon in the future!"

What dragon pearl? The large river mussel simply doesn't understand.

Artie pointed to his dragon pearl.

"It's like this one of mine, the dragon pearl that makes you feel comfortable."

The little girl nodded excitedly.

After Artie retracted the dragon pearl, the little girl disappeared. The large river mussel actively spat out a few strands of mirage gas but couldn't transform into a little girl, so she closed her shell and didn't move. Artie could even feel her unhappiness.

"Hahaha ~"