Red Dragon Emperor

　　 Just as Jose and his family were discussing the feasibility of developing animal husbandry in the mine, there was a sudden movement in the corner.

　　 Click.

　　 Jose turned his head to look at the thirteen lizard eggs placed in the corner, one of which had a crack in its shell.

　　 "Finally born."

The little life in the egg expanded the crack little by little until the egg shell broke a hole. The little lizard came out of the hole. When he came out, he saw two pairs of eyes staring at it, and quickly retracted and hid. Secretly wait and see in the eggshell.

　　 "Oh, you're still shy, Suoda, go get some meat."

"Yes."

　　 After a while, the kobold family members brought a little bit of minced meat, tore it into small pieces, and gave it to Jose.

　　 Jose took the meat to lure the little lizards hiding in the eggshells. There are many similarities between lizards and dragons. Regardless of their body structure or physiological habits, the little lizards can eat meat as soon as they are born.

　　 The little lizard was still afraid, but its stomach surrendered first.

　　 first put his head out of the eggshell, sniffed the fresh meat hanging above his head, swallowed and immediately retracted, squinted his eyes and opened his mouth, chewing and swallowing hard.

　　 Jose took up a little bit of fresh meat and continued to lure, like a fish to tease a cat, to lure the little petrified lizard to climb out of the eggshell, to the clearing, and continue to feed.

　　 The remaining lizard eggs broke one after another, and the little lizards crawled out, seeing the same kind of eating happily, and there was no need to entice them to scramble to crawl over, the clear egg whites dragged traces on the ground.

　　 Jose looked at the little lizards crowded together vying for food, with a smile on his mouth.

　　Unexpectedly, the little lizard hatched next to him, and his body was stained with the breath of a real dragon. The best proof is that the edges of the blue scales of these petrified young lizards are slightly reddish.

　　The dragon descendants who are tainted with the breath of the dragon are naturally close to the source of blood, otherwise the newborn baby lizard would not be so easy to put down their vigilance and crawl out of the eggshell to accept feeding.

　　 Contrary to Jose’s mood, Soda’s mood is not so beautiful, even a little distressed.

　　 13 more big mouths that only eat meat.

　　Although the young lizards are still young, they will always grow up, and they will be thirteen big stomach kings by then.

　　 He looked at the host on the side, a little guilty, not knowing whether he should raise his own difficulties.

　　Thinking about it, Soda no longer worries, judging from what the owner has done recently, the bloodtooth tribe is simply the goddess of luck, and has encountered a kind and good dragon that is unparalleled in the world.

　　 Other five-color dragons care about whether their family members are full or not. Just eat well by yourself. If you feel unsatisfactory, it is common to take the family members for tooth sacrifices.

　　 "Dear master, I am a little worried."

　　 "What are you worried about?"

　　 "The number of your pets is really a lot. I am worried that meat will not be available."

Jose turned his head and looked at the relatives aside: "First of all, I have to correct you that they are not pets. They are warriors just like you. Second, don't worry about the food problem. This problem will be solved before they grow up. Finally, I was hungry."

　　 Soda was listening attentively. He was taken aback when he heard the last sentence, and then reacted.

　　 "I will prepare food for you now."

　　 Soon after, a group of kobolds hummed and brought up ten steaming cauldrons, and Jose smelled the scent of stew.

　　The cauldrons containing the stew were placed in front of Jose, lined up. These cauldrons were specially prepared by the kobold family for the dragon. The diameter is three meters, which is not too small for Jose.

　　 He uncovered the lid of the pot and watched the stew in the pot. The big chunks of meat, konjac, fungus, and plant tubers were cut into pieces. Due to the timing of the pot, the plant tubers had already been boiled.

　　 To be honest, Jose thinks he is definitely better than the kobold chef, but as a slacker... he doesn't want to do it himself if he doesn't have to.

Humph! What does the servant keep for? !

　　 Jose held up a cauldron with peace of mind, raised his head over the cauldron, not afraid of being scalded, and poured the steaming soup and food into his mouth directly.

　　 Gululu~.

　　 One pot after another, and soon, he was 90% full.

　　 90% full is enough.

　　 The kobold carried the iron pan and walked away. Only Jose Ichiron was left in the cave. He lay on the ground and lost his thoughts.

　　 The primitive kobold tribe needs too much improvement.

　　 Take the iron pans that have just been eaten. These iron pans are made by pouring molten iron into a mold, and then beating and polishing the shape after it is fixed.

　　 Because the craft is too primitive, there are often loopholes such as bubbles, on average, a qualified iron pot can be cast every three times.

　　 Weapons are also shaped by molds and then polished, so that the cast iron can easily break when it collides, and it is enough to deal with wild beasts and other primitive monster tribes, but if it encounters a human regular army...

　　 Jose can already imagine the scene of the kobold fighting with the human regular army, the weapons intersected, the iron weapon in the kobold's hand cracked to pieces, and then the slaughter fell sideways.

　　 Fortunately, in a short time, there is no need to worry about the issue of fighting the human regular army. The casting process can be put aside. The meat food is really imminent. Winter is coming.

　　 In this regard, Jose has already thought of a way. On the one hand, he actively expands abroad and annexes other monster tribes. On the other hand, he sets up an air force to increase the efficiency of reconnaissance and hunting.

　　 Of course, kobolds can't fly. Jose, the large flying bird of prey, has no channels, and the Bloodtooth tribe can't support it either.

　　 The air force chosen by Jose is another primitive monster race-Harpy.

　　 Harpy is a common humanoid creature in Teldanor. They have the body and face of female elves, their arms are replaced by wings, and under their knees are thin eagle claws.

　　 Because the arms are bird wings, the harpy can't make fire, and the tools that the eagle claw can make or use are very limited. Therefore, the harpy has a very low civilization level and leads the life of a beast that is stubborn and drinking blood.

　　 Like many birds, they built their nests between steep cliffs in order to prevent being attacked by animals while sleeping.

　　 During the migration, Jose happened to see the harpy's lair, and he was not far from the bloodtooth kobold tribe.

　　 Under the night sky, a huge dragon shadow rushed out of the forest and flew into the sky until it flew into the clouds and disappeared.

　　In the distance, on the mountain peak, among the dense branches of the big tree, a hidden shadow saw the dragon shadow flying into the clouds, grabbing the vines on the side and sliding down the big tree.

　　In the deep tunnel, an old jackal man with a hood, crouched back and crutches walked quickly, his pace was not as old as it seems on the surface.

　　 Smelling the faint smell of fishy and sweetness ahead, the Jackal Secret Mage-Old Moza's spirit was shocked, and his pace accelerated a few minutes, and he entered the lair filled with light green poisonous gas.

　　 Old Moza saw the huge black shadow lying in the center of the lair, whose emerald-shaped vertical pupils stared straight at him.

　　 He stopped, tidying up the clothes that were a little messy because of the quick walk, and bowed in a respectful posture.

　　 "Master, we have one more neighbor."