Chapter 548 Scales grew in my heart

Once upon a time, there was an evil dragon on the mountain. At the foot of the hill is a small village where the villagers make a living from hunting.

If you eat, you have to hunt, and if you don't hunt, you have to starve to death, and the same is true of the dragon, it is hungry.

So it chose to hunt the villagers, and when they saw that the villagers were afraid of its strength, they demanded that the village sacrifice a virgin to it every year.

The reason may be that it has heard from the villagers that virgins are the purest creatures in the world, and it is delicious to think about. Evil dragons need food, more virgins.

Every year in this village, a young hero goes to fight the dragon, but no one survives. When another hero departed, someone quietly followed. The dragon's lair is covered with gold and silver treasures, and the hero stabs the dragon to death with his sword, then sits on the corpse and looks at the glittering jewels, which slowly grow scales, tails, and tentacles, and finally turn into a dragon.

The cycle went on and on for thousands of years, until one day the villagers learned to farm. Being able to farm means that the village no longer has to risk their lives to hunt, and can have a stable source of food every year. The villagers elected the first person to teach everyone to farm as the leader, and the leader said that he would take the villagers to kill the evil dragon.

The leaders and warriors who slain the dragons grew scales again, but they were different from the dragons that fell underneath, they were a group of dragons who had escaped from the lowly tastes, a group of civilized dragons who could farm.

The dragons were also afraid of death, so they discussed it: it was too risky to force the villagers to sacrifice virgins, and they might be killed by the warriors one day, and since everyone knew how to farm, it was not enough to force the villagers to come to the mountains to farm every year.

A new page has been turned in history. Civilized dragons not only feed themselves, but also sell the grain they farm to dragons in other mountains in exchange for gold, silver, treasures, and delicacies, and are more likely to defeat those hungry savage dragons who are still eating people in a fight. Civilized dragons need population, more people to farm.

After generations, the villagers have forgotten the horror of the barbarian dragons eating people in the past, and the younger generation has begun to be dissatisfied with the behavior of the civilized dragon to force the villagers to farm the land by force, so the new boy in the civilized dragon has embarked on the journey again, but no one survives.

When another hero departed, someone quietly followed. The dragon's lair is covered with gold and silver treasures, and the hero stabs the dragon to death with his sword, then sits on the corpse and looks at the glittering jewels, which slowly grow scales, tails, and tentacles, and finally turn into a dragon.

The cycle continued for another 2,000 years, and gradually the villagers invented iron farming tools that allowed them to farm more efficiently. As the number of villagers increased, there were not enough fields under the mountain, and the villagers began to pay attention to the mountain.

A lord with a great deal of land and wealth was elected as the new chief, and with a desire for the land on the mountain, he led the warriors up the mountain and told them: Kill the dragon, and you will all share in the land on the mountain.

The warriors rushed up to kill the dragon on the mountain, but looking at the scales that gradually grew on their bodies, the lord announced the release of all the villagers who were forced to farm the land on the mountain, and seized the land of the villagers below the mountain by force, saying to the villagers: "I will not force you to work in the future, as long as you pay me rent on time."

But Lord Dragons need land, more land.

After generations, the villagers have forgotten the horror of the past civilization dragons enslaving them, and the younger generation has begun to be dissatisfied with the lord dragon's use of force to force the villagers to pay rent, so this generation of teenagers has embarked on a journey again, but still no one survives.

When another hero departed, someone quietly followed. The dragon's lair is covered with gold and silver treasures, and the hero stabs the dragon to death with his sword, then sits on the corpse and looks at the glittering jewels, which slowly grow scales, tails, and tentacles, and finally turn into a dragon.

The cycle continued for another thousand years, and one day, the villagers invented the steam engine. With steam engines and other power machines, it is possible to produce high output even on a small plot of land, but all this is premised: someone needs to invest in it.

A wealthy merchant was elected as the new leader, and thinking of the treasure of the dragon on the mountain, he led the warriors up the mountain and told them: Man is born free, so you must slay the tyrannical dragon.

The merchants and warriors were deep in thought as they watched their scales grow in the pile of treasures, and they decided to use the treasures to buy all the property under the mountain, and the villagers had to work in the industries invested by the commercial dragons to eat, and make a fortune out of it.

The villagers had to work in the factory for more than ten hours a day, or they would starve to death on the streets. Of course, the commercial dragon still gave the villagers a lot of freedom, and the lesser of two evils was the lesser of two evils, and the villagers thought that it was at least much better than the era of the lord dragon.

In addition, if the villagers are lucky enough to pick up a treasure or discover a new business opportunity, they can also participate in industrial investment, so as to grow scales and join the ranks of commercial dragons. Business dragon needs capital, more capital.

After generations, the villagers have forgotten the horror of the tyranny of the lord dragons in the past, and the younger generation has begun to be dissatisfied with the commercial dragons' behavior of letting the villagers work overtime and enjoy their own successes, so the young man embarked on the journey again, but no one survived.

At this time, a group of educated teenagers, hearing the legend of the ancient hero who turned into an evil dragon, racked their brains in the hope that there would be no more dragons on this mountain.

They mobilized all the villagers to overthrow the commercial dragon and declared that the entire hill owned the whole village of property and wealth, and the villagers were so happy that they felt that there would never be a dragon again.

However, the teenagers have become middle-aged, and they still see the familiar scales on their bodies.

Some of the villagers chose to weave lies and put the villagers who pointed out the scales on their bodies in labor camps, while the teenagers on other hills taught the whole village the art of dragon slaying, and the side effect was that the villagers suspected that the people around them were evil dragons and began to kill each other.

Some villagers are reminded of the era when civilized dragons and lord dragons ruled, and there were also teenagers who claimed to build a kingdom without dragons where everyone lived in the glory of God, and later these schools of thought were tampered with by evil dragons and turned into orthodox beliefs on the mountains to paralyze the villagers, and sometimes even made the villagers shout the name of the gods and throw bombs on other mountains.

Whether it is in the era of savage dragons, civilized dragons, lord dragons, and commercial dragons, the villagers cannot rely on their own strength to end their acts of cannibalism, enslavement, forced rent, and exploitation of workers, but can only wait until new inventions appear, and unite the leaders, lords, and merchants who rely on these new inventions to create wealth, to end the brutal rule of the previous generation of evil dragons, and start the history of the next generation of new dragons ruling the villagers.

But the efforts of the teenagers are not fruitless, the commercial dragons of other mountains have seen all this, and in order to save their own lives, they have given many benefits to the villagers so that they will not rebel, and even some of the evil dragons on the mountain have given more benefits to the villagers than those teenagers who claim to destroy all the dragons.

One day, on the top of one of the most powerful mountains, the merchant dragons had untold wealth, and the industry on the mountain had reached the point where the villagers would not starve to death even if they did not work, and could lie under the trees and bask in the sun every day.

Yamagami also invented the internet and finance, and capital raising became incredibly easy and capital no longer became scarce. Gradually, a group of innovative teenagers relied on the patents generated by the creation of inventions in exchange for a large amount of wealth from the hands of the commercial dragons, and the commercial dragons who were restless as their wealth decreased, and the scales on their bodies lost their luster, began to corrupt and fall off, becoming no different from the villagers.

When the teenagers grow more beautiful and rounded scales, they announce that they will give the villagers further benefits, and they can live on cheap fast food without going to work at home, but if they want to get rid of low-level tastes, they have to spend a lot of money to buy textbooks written by the inventor dragon, who is responsible for creation, and the villagers are responsible for production.

A new era has arrived.

But history is still reincarnated.

As Wang Yao recounted, he said that the drawings on the table were spread out one by one, and all kinds of lifelike dragons were painted on them, some with hideous faces, some with sacred faces, some with flesh wings, and some with bone wings, but they all looked very powerful without exception.

"Here's the outline for my next anime. Wang Yao smiled at Harvey, who was already expressionless, and said, "What kind of dragon do you like?"

Harvey looked up at Wang Yao and was silent.

"I have ideals and passions, but I can't get rid of the history of reincarnation. Wang Yao had a smile on his face that made people unable to see the emotion, and his voice was as usual, "But if one day I become a dragon, I hope that I am a dragon who does not desire eternal life, so that maybe this is the only chance to prove that I still have the last trace of humanity." ”

Harvey was silent for a long time, and finally smiled, "In your story, people call powerful creatures dragons, perhaps, just to find an excuse for their own lack of progress, and shirk the responsibility, dragons and people, what's the problem?"

Wang Yao was silent.

"I don't have so many scruples about you, as long as you can guarantee that I will continue to make money, and the rest, whether you want to be a man or a dragon, it's up to you. Harvey got up with a smile, tossed the long-extinguished cigar into the trash, and took a manuscript from the table, "I like this one." ”

With that, he left the office.

Wang Yao sat back in his seat and looked at the drawings on the table in silence.

He knew that in his heart, scales had grown unconsciously.