The Juvenile Dragon, upon returning, saw the marked Northern wolf pack again.

"Forget it."

"Let's settle the giant tribe first. There's simply no extra energy to tame the wolf pack at this time."

Duncan observed for a moment and quickly gave up. Wolves could indeed be tamed into dogs, but current conditions were lacking, and taming was a troublesome process. The Catman tribe needed to recover first so they could tame them themselves.

Inside the Dragon's Nest.

About a dozen Lizard Eggs were already placed where the Juvenile Dragon hibernated. It was impossible for a Giant Dragon to hatch them personally, so they were left nearby to absorb the Giant Dragon's dissipating magic power. Occasionally, a few drops of dragon blood would be given, with dragon scales shed in battle placed among them. Whether they would hatch was uncertain.

But as long as there were still signs of life, leaving them there wouldn't hurt, and perhaps they'd hatch after all.

At this moment, a scroll made of Elf Hide was spread in front of the Juvenile Dragon.

Don't ask where the hide came from. Resources were scarce in the Northern Land, and the skin of sentient beings could also be stripped and used.

— Weak Healing Technique (Entry Level).

— Fire Tongue Technique (Entry Level).

— Lightning Strike (Entry Level).

What was recorded here was the magic of this world, strictly speaking Elf Magic, as humans had also learned it from the High Elves.

Here, anyone could learn spells.

There was no threshold for learning magic at all. An ordinary adult man, with the magic power within him, could cast many spells, easily conjuring one or two large fireballs. The biggest differences were learning ability, talent, and whether there was an opportunity to learn spells to harness this innate magic power. After all, the elves of this world were not generous, and spells they mastered rarely leaked out.

In the Lost Horizon, all intelligent races were considered the offspring of gods.

A day passed quickly.

As the Juvenile Dragon slowly rose, a flame appeared in its Dragon Claw, needing neither incantations nor casting actions, allowing for completely instant spellcasting.

Of course, it wasn't just the dragon capable of this; most intelligent beings could do it too.

This most basic level of spell, once learned, could be instantly cast by anyone and was a result of the world's abundant magic raising everyone to the same level. Only intermediate and advanced spells needed incantations and rituals; if performed by top High Elf Mages, many powerful spells were instant cast as well.

"With such a gift from the world, how can it not develop into a strong magic civilization?"

The Juvenile Dragon flipped its Dragon Claw, and the flame turned into jumping lightning, then flames appeared in the left claw and lightning in the right one. With a gentle lift of the claw, an arc shot out, and a slight wave of the paw sent a weak flame flying out.

There was no conflict of attributes; even Ice Dragons could use fire magic. Although spells were cast separately with each hand, lacking corresponding skills meant they couldn't be fused or cast simultaneously.

"The spellcasting threshold of this world is too low."

"Wasteful!"

"Simply a shameful waste!"

The Juvenile Dragon squeezed its Dragon Claw, and the faint light of the two spells disappeared simultaneously. According to Duncan's understanding, this world's law inherently allowed instant spellcasting because the magic power was too abundant, with even roadside plants containing a hint of magical power. Simple tricks required no preparation; once magic flowed and connected with natural elements, the spellcasting was completed the next second.

"After so many cycles, hasn't a strong magic civilization emerged to break the stalemate of oblivion?"

Duncan slightly closed his eyes, engraving the Elf Rune in his mind, one of the sources of the spell's origin, researched by the High Elves from the earliest days.

Just a touch of Legendary Level, and it was fully engraved.

Below the Dragon's Nest.

Catmen were also learning spells, only they could condense a very weak flame and a little jumping arc, not as impressive as the Giant Dragon. Truly mastering a trick might take a bit more time, but the fact that they could create a small flame in half a day proved the essence of their body's magic power.

In this world, any person, even an imbecile, if thrown into another world, would naturally be a magic power genius!

A world where mastering magic was as simple as breathing.

Could still be so backward?

Unbelievable.

The Juvenile Dragon's figure slowly descended in front of the temple. The Catman Dragon Priest led a small team of hunters who knelt on one knee, saying solemnly, "Great Master."

"A part of our tribe fled to the swamps in the northwest direction."

"But it's full of poison, plague, and disease there."

"They probably won't survive. I want to send out a team of hunters to recruit them."

"If successful, the tribe will grow several times its current population."

The Catman tribes were small, usually consisting of just two to three hundred people. Those who managed to escape typically were mostly adults, and having one to two hundred left was considered fortunate.

Recruiting the fleeing tribe?

Yes.

No need to worry about it themselves; they were already figuring out ways to restore population.

The Juvenile Dragon slowly nodded, "Go ahead."

After speaking, it plucked a Dragon Scale and gifted it to the leading Catman Hunter.

Upon receiving the Giant Dragon's permission, the elder Catman Priest began instructing the hunters on what to look out for along the way, which areas to avoid, where was safe, and what to do if they encountered enemies, and so forth.

In this era, tribal elders were the holders of wisdom, with survival skills of utmost importance.

The Juvenile Dragon once more flew towards the Giant Tribe.

But this time, Duncan didn't bring as many fish. Although he still brought the corpse of a Dark Elf, he also brought something else—a fishing net with a diameter of about ten meters, painstakingly crafted by the Catmen.

A dragon roar in the sky announced the arrival of the Giant Dragon.

In the distant tribe.

Some giants looked up at the sky and then excitedly shouted to their companions. A bald, wrinkled head reflected the light under the snow—it was that wise-looking short giant, who was still nearly three meters tall despite being a short giant.

Soon, the King of Giants, as imposing as a small mountain, appeared.

This time, he carried no weapon, and the other giant warriors were also unarmed, all staring at the Giant Dragon circling down from the sky.

Crackle.

Only half as many frozen fish as last time fell, followed by a large floating net drifting down.

While other giants scrambled for the frozen fish, the King of Giants quickly approached the fishing net, cautiously picking it up, wary of other giants carelessly tearing it apart. Then he gently tested its toughness and finally poked his fingers through to check the size of the net holes.

This craftsmanship is quite ordinary, about the level before the Common Era in the Middle Ages, but for the primitive giant tribes, it is already a height difficult for them to reach.

Giants have strength to spare.

Give a man a fish, and you feed him for a day; teach a man to fish, and you feed him for a lifetime.

Duncan cannot feed them every day, simply because it's impossible; the giants' appetite is too big.

Just as the juvenile dragon was preparing to leave, the King of Giants roared towards the sky, then a female giant carrying several hundred pounds of blubber came over and placed it on the ice surface not far away.

Hmm?

Bartering?

Duncan suddenly understood, unexpectedly finding this primitive way of communication.

The giants retreated more than ten meters.

With the howling wind, the juvenile dragon gradually landed but remained vigilant, though its dragon claw picked up the blubber, sniffed it, confirmed it was fine, and directly took a big bite, holding the rest as it soared into the sky again.

It was a bit like blubber from walruses or seals.

After freeloading a few meals, these giants actually knew to return something to him in exchange, suggesting they weren't as dull as the rumors suggested.

A cheer rose up.

As the King of Giants raised the fishing net, the other giants began changing marks, gradually turning some into Neutral Units. However, the King of Giants remained vigilant, marked with a light red symbol, but the first friendly interaction was nonetheless completed.

"Bartering has been accomplished."

"This is the beginning of communication with primitive tribes. When the Catmen can barter with them, it will be when a connection is truly established."

Of course, that time is not now.

Duncan's behavior of raising favorability will continue, but in the future, food will decrease and tools will increase, until the giant tribe can become self-sufficient. This process will take time, and for them to be completely subdued in the future, it will likely have to wait until the juvenile dragon enters the next life stage.

The dragon's power cannot suppress them; the giant tribe will not submit otherwise.

A hint of drowsiness welled up in his heart.

Within the Dimension Space, the long silent dragon lineage memory suddenly bubbled up.

——Little one.

——You should prepare to hibernate. The mana inside you is getting stronger.

——Prepare to eat minerals, until you're full.

——This time, the hibernation will last a long time.

Patterns and marks appeared one after another.

Different from the last time, this time the juvenile dragon's feeding needs were greater, with a clear demand for metals.

Duncan controlled the juvenile dragon to consume nearly a ton of fish, then gnaw on a pile of soil and dozens of pebbles, and finally, when he couldn't find the specific metal ore needed, he chewed up a dark elf's blood-red battle blade, sheath and all, crunching loudly, finally swallowing the broken blade.

The juvenile dragon's mouth was full of blood.

But it had to be said, the giant dragon could truly eat; even Curiosities-level equipment could be consumed and digested.

The dragon's stomach is just too exaggerated.

As the last metal part finished being consumed, the juvenile dragon's figure climbed back into the Dragon's Nest, its heart began to beat faster, like a bellows being pulled, forming a mana vortex that with the dragon's breath caused the Dragon's Nest to constantly freeze, sealing the entrance with ice automatically.

The dragon's bloodline power began unlocking further.

The juvenile dragon's scales showed slight changes, no longer resembling ice, but slowly revealing a metallic sheen; the mana flowed through its whole body with its breath, blood, muscles, bones, dragon skin, and dragon scales began the next stage of metamorphosis.

A faint majesty spread in all directions.

Even when the juvenile dragon was hibernating, nearby Catmen dared not approach, except for those with a trace of sub-dragon bloodline; other Catmen would involuntarily tremble slightly when approaching below the Dragon's Nest.

Dragon's Might!

The dragon's Dragon's Might took full shape at the juvenile stage, and even just the presence of a dragon would instill great fear in other creatures. But the effect of the Dragon's Might went beyond that; due to its presence, other monsters would submit out of fear.

In the Dimension Space, within the projection page.

With the next stage of the juvenile dragon's hibernation, series of prompts appeared over time.

"Strength Enhancement."

"Constitution Enhancement."

"Charisma Enhancement."

"Awakening 'True Dragon Bloodline - Ayo's Child'!... Awakening 'Dragon Leadership'!... Awakening 'Dragon's Knowledge'!... Awakening 'Dragon Ceremony'!... Awakening 'Dragon Vein Blessing'!..."

(The dragon lineage memory whispers: You are the offspring of the Nine-faced Dragon God - Ayo, not of the Time Dragon God Aka.)

(The true dragon bloodline has awakened.)

"Memory Retrieval!... Environmental Adaptation!..."

"Discovery of the Giant Bloodline Branch!... Dragon Lineage Memory Activation!..."

"Unlocked specific dragon vein ritual - 'Dragon Vein Frost Giant'!..."

"True Dragon Bloodline transformed into Warlock-side casting ability!... Mana Pool expansion!..."

"Dragon scales receive additional damage reduction."

"Awakening of Dragon Resistance."

"Dragon Breath Enhancement."

"Awakening 'Dragon's Might'!..."

Time flowed day by day.

During the several months of this long hibernation, the juvenile dragon's body became larger, and unknown when, the Catmen tribe below the Dragon's Nest greeted a group of ragged refugees, shivering in fear as if this place was home to some terrifying monster.

Centered around the Dragon's Nest, snow and ice that never melt blanketed several hundred meters, and the Wind of Magic made nearby elements particularly active.

A colossal being nearly ten meters long continued to sleep.

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