The Natural Empire of the Oceanic Dragon

I didn't expect this matter to involve halflings. Holding a race is indeed in line with the halflings' hedonistic tendencies.

"How do you plan to compete?"

Hearing Atilan's question, the old man seemed to only then notice that there was a dragon beside him.

"You're Gai's newly acquired disciple? I thought Jaina was joking when she said he took a dragon as a disciple, but I didn't expect to actually see a dragon druid!"

The old man suddenly jumped off the chariot excitedly, ran to Atilan, and wanted to touch him with his mud-covered hands.

"Actually, we brought you some food, senior. Why don't you eat something first, or the dishes will get cold."

As soon as he heard there was food, the old man's eyes lit up.

"Let me see what goodies you've brought..."

Opening the box and taking a look, the old man became even more excited.

"Dishes I've never seen before, let me try them!"

"Can I eat now?"

"Please, senior."

"Not bad, when did such a creative chef come to the forest? These plants can actually be used for cooking, bay leaves, orange peel, black pepper, scallions, I'll try it next time."

The old fellow knew a lot about food, and he could taste which spices Atilan used with just one bite.

"Pork is so delicious, I need to raise more!"

Seeing the old man mention pigs, the old centaur chimed in:

"Where are your ivory pigs? Call them out and let us take a look. Atilan came to you to see the wild boars you raise, but in the end, we didn't see any pigs, and we even used up a lot of pork."

The old man casually waved his hand and said:

"Just kill two pigs and take them away when you leave, the meat will definitely be better than yours!"

Having eaten and drunk his fill, seeing that Atilan was indeed interested in wild boars, the old man took them to the pig pen and introduced them, pointing to the wild boars inside:

"The shortest ivory is one meter long, the longest wild boar tusk here is only fifty centimeters. I also tried to increase the size of the wild boars, but the tusks that grew out were even uglier."

"I don't care about the size of the tusks, but the wild boar tusks are ugly! Ivory is white and shiny, look at those wild boar tusks, they're too ugly!"

Atilan didn't expect the old man to be so concerned about appearance. He didn't plan to continue breeding them just because he disliked the appearance of the wild boar tusks.

"How about artificially polishing them?"

The old man glanced at Atilan with disdain.

"What's the point of artificial polishing? I want them to be completely natural."

Facing the old man's disdain, Atilan acted as if he didn't see it.

"If I want a war pig that can carry three hundred pounds and charge, what does senior think I should do to breed it?"

"I don't participate in wars. At most, I can provide you with breeding pigs for the sake of the food. It's difficult to breed a wild boar that can carry three hundred pounds and charge. I hope you can do it."

Saying that, the old man raised his hand and summoned a wild boar.

Using the secret technique of the School of Life, Atilan discovered that the characteristics of this wild boar were large size, fast growth, and large tusks. Compared to war pigs, these characteristics seemed more suitable for breeding meat pigs!

Hiss, Atilan opened his mouth and asked:

"Senior, do you have other types of wild boars here?"

"Of course, I'll take you to see them."

The druid's breeding is a bit like card fusion, selecting the required traits for fusion. What kind of card will come out depends on what traits of the wild boar you analyze, selecting the ones you need and shielding the ones you don't.

Strength is very important, otherwise the analyzed traits will not be comprehensive. Luck is also important, because relying on the human brain to remember all the genes of the wild boar and then combine them, even a legendary mage may not be able to handle it.

If the computer burns out, you can replace it with another one, but if the human brain burns out, there's no replacement.

Therefore, you can only choose an approximate one and then rely on luck.

In addition to the two characteristics of fast growth and large size, Atilan also needed one that absorbed well, so that he could save on feed.

"All the pig breeds are here, you can choose slowly, I'm going to practice driving. I must let him know how powerful I am in the race the day after tomorrow!"

There were a total of three types of pigs with good absorption characteristics. In the end, Atilan chose the one with good absorption and strong disease resistance, although this type of pig was not very large.

Meat pigs may not be able to live to adulthood. As long as they absorb well, grow fast, and are a little smaller, it's fine. It's best if the fat content is high. With sufficient lard and pork, Atilan can recruit warriors with peace of mind.

There were two males and two females of each type of pig. Atilan could only pray that his luck was good enough to breed the pig breed he wanted.

Now that the meat pigs were selected, it was time to select the war pigs. Few people would form wild boar knights, so what traits would benefit wild boar knights, this type of shock cavalry, could only be tried little by little.

Atilan temporarily identified the traits of war pigs as having large tusks, strong impact, fast acceleration, good endurance, and high load-bearing capacity. The most important thing was actually tameness, but wild boars generally didn't have this trait.

Perhaps only rangers can tame wild boars into shock cavalry.

If war pigs cannot be bred, then one can only envy centaurs. This race that is naturally adaptable to various cavalry really cannot be missed.

After selecting the breeding pigs, Atilan didn't plan to go back immediately. He still wanted to see the old man's training scene, but the old centaur reminded him.

"Did you forget that you still have to go and train the minotaur totem war dance today?"

"Too bad."

The totem war dance can be practiced at any time, but the rabbit chariot can only be seen here. If he hadn't just subdued the minotaur chieftain, Atilan really wanted to stay.

"Senior, where are you racing the day after tomorrow? Can I go and watch?"

"No problem!"

After getting the race address, Atilan bid farewell to the old man with the selected breeding pigs.

The old man thoughtfully gave Atilan a cart, with the breeding pigs locked on the cart, and the cart was pulled by wild boars.

Before leaving, Atilan had a flash of inspiration.

"Senior, do you mind having another contestant in the race?"

The old man looked at him suspiciously.

"Your size doesn't seem suitable for participating in this kind of race, does it?"

"It's not me, it's a friend, just use your cart and wild boars."

Atilan couldn't participate, but the goat-man could. If he couldn't be a contestant, Atilan felt that he could be a coach and add some fun to his ordinary life.

At the same time, it was also a reward for the goat-man's hard work during this period.

"No problem, races are more lively with more people! Gray rabbits, mastiffs, wild boars, I also want to know who runs faster."

"Mastiffs, the person racing against you wouldn't be Big Fang, would it?"