After some twists and turns, Caesar still chose to leave with the two young dragons, not because of any emotional drive, but because he wanted to pull two helpers for himself after making a simple trade-off.

The road ahead is bleak, the newborn young dragon is in a dangerous situation, the jungle is full of killing machines, although the formation of small groups makes their goals bigger, but also makes the combat effectiveness of the three little ones have been greatly improved, just like a wolf pack.

In this place, strength is the only guarantee of survival.

What's more, Garon and Blackxia are not burdensome, they are real dragons, plus Caesar who has been genetically modified, even if the three black dragons are all in their infancy, ordinary creatures are by no means their opponents.

However, if the relationship is really unpleasant, Caesar is not willing to compromise, and will find an opportunity to leave after settling down, there is no need to find himself unhappy for the sake of a moment.

I'm sure the other two dragons thought the same.

……

Caesar couldn't figure out why, the black dragon's swamp lair, was suddenly invaded by the green dragon?

To be reasonable, the mother of the black dragon has long passed the age of irresponsible and random egg-laying, and during pregnancy, it will only build a nest and lay eggs after confirming that there are no nearby creatures that can pose a threat to itself.

Where did the green dragon come from? Why did the black dragon never know about its existence?

After escaping the swamp lair for miles, Caesar finally understood that the greed for treasure was only a temporary motive, and that the real reason why the green dragon had traveled so far was the damn climate.

It's the dry season, the temperature is rising, the sun is scorching, the rivers are drying up fast, and the water source is gone, leaving behind large cracked mud fields.

Temperate rainforests are gradually turning into hilly grasslands with withered trees.

In search of a habitable environment, the green dragon had to migrate, so the black dragon's damp and dark swamp lair became its target.

"Hiss......"

The two young dragons let out a restless roar, they had a natural aversion to drought, and the temperature here reached more than forty degrees, which did not pose a concrete threat to the dragons, but also made the dragons uncomfortable.

But they have to endure the discomfort, they can't go back, that wet place has been occupied by the green dragon, and the fierce dragon with a strong sense of territory can't tolerate the existence of alien young dragons.

The young dragons encountered their first problem after leaving the Black Dragon Mother.

"Ortorenzo, what's next?" Garon asked, fiddling with a newly-arrived toy, a black-backed beetle.

Hearing this, Blackthea also subconsciously looked at Caesar, although this "big brother" stole eggshells and slipped away alone made her have a bad impression of her, but it can be seen that Caesar's thoughts and actions are much more mature than the two young dragons.

Speaking of which, among the three-headed dragons, Caesar, who has not yet awakened his talent, has the temperament of their mother, and there is a quiet power when they are serious, which makes them subconsciously have certain expectations for them.

"Call me Caesar." Caesar said.

In fact, in the naming conventions of dragons, words like "Caesar", "Garon", and "Irene" are more like symbols, while "Ortorenzo", "Nephradis", and "Blackxia" are their names.

However, he has a clear bias against the long list of names, preferring other people or dragons to call themselves Caesar rather than other real names.

"Well, Caesar, what are we going to do next?" Blackthea changed her tune, not wanting to waste time on the title, waiting for him to come up with an idea.

"First of all, the outside world is very dangerous, by no means like the previous fishing game, since you decide to hold together, you must be responsible for each other's actions, and you can't afford to make any mistakes."

Caesar is serious, but it is really difficult for a young dragon to make a serious face, his head is very large, and he feels that his whole face is pouting when he is serious, but it is a little cute.

But Garon and Blackthea still nodded, they knew better than Caesar how difficult it was for young dragons to survive in the wild without the protection of their parents, and the peak mortality rate of dragons appeared in the stage of young dragons and young dragons, the former because of weakness, and the latter because of recklessness.

This is also the reason why they choose to follow Caesar, in fact, most young dragons will make such a choice at this stage, although living in a group cannot make their combat effectiveness improve by leaps and bounds, but at least they have a little more protection for each other.

"Good."

Caesar answered, pulling the dirt with his paws, frowning at the skin on his brow bone (dragons have no eyebrows), and writing the word "water" on the sand in dragon language.

Dragons are magical creatures, but no matter how strong they are, they can't escape the most basic physiological needs: water and food.

Caesar didn't feel it after the genetic modification, but the other two young dragons were obviously thirsty, even the strong real dragons were still like this, and the other creatures were probably even more thirsty, in this case, they couldn't help but flock to the water source.

During the dry season, in the barren hills, finding water means finding food.

"Understood."

Garon nodded, their first consideration was nesting and dwelling, which also couldn't get around the problem of water.

When they agreed on their understanding, Garon immediately spewed out a mouthful of acid, corroded the blackback beetle and threw it into his mouth, flying into the sky to search for traces of rivers and lakes.

Blackthea also vibrated her wings and followed Garon to join the search, but was pulled by Caesar.

"There aren't many blind spots in this place, and searching together won't do much, and we'll replace you when it comes down."

As Caesar had predicted, the once fertile forests were withering, the trees were withering in large swaths, and the rivers that had once supported countless creatures were now all that stretched for miles of dry riverbeds.

Fortunately, after nearly half a day of searching, they finally found the lake.

It is said that it is a lake, but in fact it is just a large puddle, and these are not oases, but shallow drinking tanks in the vast wilderness.

But this was enough to make the little dragons happy, this water pool was enough for the daily habitat of the young dragons, Caesar was right, now that it was the height of the dry season, and the thirst to quench it would summon a steady stream of animals, and many creatures wandered around the water pool.

As long as they can establish themselves here, they will not be short of meat throughout the dry season.

Although he prefers fish and aquatic creatures, at this time, in order to survive the two young dragons, he has no choice but to endure.

"Oh."

The dragons cheered each other and couldn't wait to rush into the sink, drink to quench their thirst, and roll in the mud to cover their bodies.

But Caesar's expression was a little solemn, this place did not belong to them at the moment, where there was prey, there were predators, his eyesight was better than that of other young dragons, and it was obvious that there were large crocodiles floating in the waters, and there were traces of the activities of the spiny-tailed lion and the dire wolf in the overgrown fields.

They came too late.

Giant crocodiles, spiny-tailed lions, dire wolves, hyenas, leopards, etc., have long occupied this land, and the feast is full, and there is always another mouth waiting to be fed, waiting to fight for every drop of blood.

Without an adult black dragon, even if only a young dragon arrives, these guys can only flee with their tails between their legs.

But Caesar wasn't, the three of them were just newborn dragons.

Other predators, though threatened, are always on the prowl and reluctant to leave this food-rich place.