The Natural Empire of the Oceanic Dragon

Old Rascal's friend? A strange light appeared in Atilan's eyes.

"Senior, is your friend also a Druid? Are there any dietary restrictions?"

Some animal-school Druids choose an animal as a life-and-death partner, and they would rather starve to death than eat that animal.

"That's right. He runs around this continent all year round, trying to teach the greedy lords of various races to revere nature. But if these guys could learn reverence, would they still be lords?"

"If a lord isn't cruel and vicious, even dragons might not be able to deter their subordinates. He is destined to fail, but this is the path he chose."

"As a friend, I can only offer my blessings."

Old Rascal's sudden seriousness made Atilan a little unaccustomed. It turned out he wasn't ignorant, just an optimist who knew how to enjoy life.

Since he couldn't achieve infinite life, he would live his limited life to the fullest, raising the height of his life, so that he wouldn't have come into this world in vain.

"The last speed race didn't happen. We'll have another race in three days. My war boar chariot, which I lent out for a few months, should be returned to me after the race."

Atilan was about to say a few words for the half-goat man.

"Senior, my half-goat friend is so fond of your war boar chariot. I hope you can bear the pain of giving it away. I'm willing to add a whole-pig feast!"

Old Rascal immediately blew his beard and glared.

"That war boar chariot is also my favorite. How can I easily give it away? Why don't you just let your friend train a boar to pull a chariot!"

Atilan understood and directly stated his conditions.

"Three feasts. I can't do more than that. I don't have that much boar meat here."

"What is boar meat? I'll get it for you. Raising so many boars that are always digging around in the forest annoys me. I might as well kill them and eat the meat. My request isn't high. You personally cook half of the meat for me, and you can take the rest."

Old Rascal's words made Atilan's eyes light up.

"Senior, how many boars do you have there? The males can be killed and eaten, and the females can be given to me. I guarantee that when you come to Greenscale Town in the future, you'll have endless boar meat to eat."

"There are only a hundred or so. From time to time, I release a batch to regulate the forest's ecology. There aren't many boars left with me. I'm planning to raise something new."

"I'll have enough space to cultivate if I give you the boars."

New breed? If you mention that, Atilan is wide awake.

"When I was helping the Withered School assess the project of using the Great River to create floods, I discovered a few giant lizards that escaped from the Dragon Lake. They have Titan Giant Lizard and Swamp Dragon Lizard bloodlines, which are very valuable for research."

"I plan to use them as a foundation to cultivate a bloodline-stable Titan Dragon Lizard!"

Hiss, Titan Dragon Lizard sounds like it has investment value.

Atilan doesn't have the capital to be an investor, but he can be a technician. Being able to fully participate in this experiment, Atilan feels that his Druid knowledge of animals and elements will definitely improve several levels.

"Speaking of my old friend, he was also an out-and-out genius in bloodline cultivation back then, until a Titan Black Crocodile he cultivated bit off one of his arms."

"He denied his achievements in bloodline cultivation, chose other Druid development directions, and quickly became a respected expert and master among many Druids."

"The techniques I'm using now are what I learned when I was his assistant. Playing with boars and rabbits is fine, but if you want to cultivate a mature and stable Titan Dragon Lizard..."

"I guess I still have to rely on him."

Old Rascal looked at Atilan with a profound gaze.

"So, do you understand what I mean?"

"I understand!"

Atilan couldn't let go of such an excellent expert. He would squeeze value out of a pebble, let alone this genius senior Druid. Even a little bit of technology he leaked would be an achievement that Atilan's subordinates couldn't reach in ten years.

"Senior, just tell me what his hobbies are. I'll see if I can cater to his preferences."

"That person seems to be uninterested in anything, except for an unspeakable enthusiasm for nature. That's why he's been traveling around all these years. With his intelligence, it's impossible for him not to know that his actions won't be rewarded."

Atilan scratched his chin, feeling that this person had a very large and clear goal, which is why he seemed uninterested in anything else.

If that's the case...

"Senior, his goal isn't also to become a Nature Demigod, is it?"

Old Rascal scratched his messy beard.

"Now that you mention it, I feel like it's really similar. His approach and the most orthodox advancement to Nature Demigod, the Nature Walker, are indeed somewhat similar."

"Nature Walker?"

Atilan remembered that when he first met the Bearman, the Bearman also introduced himself as a Nature Walker.

"Isn't that an advanced profession for Druids?"

"That's right. Druids have such an advanced profession because walking this path can lead to becoming a Nature Demigod, although the success rate is very low."

"This is a nameless Green Dragon Druid who combined some knowledge of the Dragon Godhood profession to create a Druid profession for advancing to Nature Demigod."

"Compared to the 100% success rate of Dragon Godhood, Nature Walker has many uncertain and dangerous aspects. Eight out of ten Druids who advance to Nature Walker die prematurely."

"Including that Green Dragon, of course, the reason he died was because he leaked the information about Dragon Godhood. He used himself to experiment and improve the Nature Walker profession, which angered the Chromatic Dragon Queen, and naturally he had to pay the price with his life."

It doesn't sound like something a Green Dragon would do, but there are many oddballs among dragons, and there's no shortage of selfless Green Dragons who dedicate their precious lives to the Druid cause.

A Green Dragon contributed the information of Dragon Godhood to create a semi-finished Nature Walker, and the founder of the School of Life is a Sea Dragon. It's hard to say that the method of advancing to Nature Demigod mastered by the School of Life doesn't contain the knowledge of Dragon Godhood.

Wanting to advance to Nature Demigod, but without a mature force behind you to support you, is indeed very difficult. But mature forces, such as a certain Nature God.

Compared to Nature Demigods, who eat from the same pot as them, they prefer gold-medal workers, cultivating a saint, so that their kingdom of God will receive a powerful combat force after the saint dies.

They don't have to worry about someone stealing their food.

Becoming a Nature Demigod is the first step. How to survive under the machinations of various gods is the real problem.

For example, the Elven Ancestor of the School of Life is like having one and not having one.

The Bearman once told Atilan that he couldn't be with the Vine Woman and live a hard life, but even if he became a Nature Demigod, would the Elven Ancestor's life be easier?

More and stronger people are staring at the elves.

"Senior, Nature Demigod is too big. I don't have any good ideas, unless the Titan Dragon Lizard can help him achieve Nature Demigod."

Atilan just said it casually, but he didn't expect Old Rascal to stroke his beard and think seriously.

"I have an idea! They are all people who want to become Nature Demigods. He must be interested in your master. As long as we drag your master into the water, this matter can be solved."

"Senior, it's just a Titan Dragon Lizard. Wouldn't you lose more than you gain by dragging my master into the water? Why not just let my master help you? I think his technology wouldn't be bad either."

It seems right. Any topic of Nature Demigod is too profound. It's not worth selling the Bearman for a Titan Dragon Lizard that may not be able to advance to legend.

"Senior, I have a salt-alkali-resistant alfalfa project here. If the salt-alkali land can be improved into soil suitable for grazing and planting, how many more lives can this continent support?"

"Wouldn't these deeds help the Nature Walker a lot if they were passed down?"

Old Rascal nodded again. He doesn't like to use his brain much. The traditional source of power for Druids who revere nature is the various lives that make up nature. The birth and withering of life, and the operation of the natural cycle, all bring power to the Druid.

If there is a large piece of land where the life on it is completely cultivated by a Druid, then the power obtained from these lives can theoretically push the Druid to the realm of Nature Demigod.

But the problem is that there cannot be a forest that completely belongs to a Druid. The gods in the natural realm will use their authority to intercept a large part of the surplus power.

You can seek power outwards, but the way of using energy must also be clever, otherwise, the Nature Demigod is completely impossible.

"Let's start with your salt-alkali-resistant alfalfa, and then extend it to my Titan Dragon Lizard. This time, you kid got a bargain."

At this time, Old Fishman suddenly walked in.

"Dragon Lord, a kobold unit of more than 500 people has launched an attack on Earth Fort Town. There are only 100 minotaurs and dozens of kobolds there. Liszt has taken people to support them, but I feel that the kobolds have an ambush."

The walls of Earth Fort Town are three meters high, and there are three-meter-long and three-meter-deep trenches next to the walls. The walls were reprocessed in the later stage, but the walls were not raised.

The technology required to raise the walls is much more difficult than digging deep trenches.

Damn kobolds are here again. 500 kobolds dare to attack Earth Fort Town. Are they underestimating the walls too much?

It seems that Old Rascal wanted to hold a speed race last time, and then the kobolds swept the wasteland. This time, the kobolds dare to attack Earth Fort Town directly.

"How many people did Liszt take?"

"He took 100 minotaurs and 500 people to support them."

With so few kobolds, he took so many people to support them. Doesn't that mean that Great Horn Town doesn't have much defensive force left?

Atilan's face changed. His intuition told him that the damn kobolds' target was his 20,000 mu of farmland outside Great Horn Town. The black beans and pasture planted on it were the targets they were going to destroy this time.