After escaping the pursuit of the elven tribe of the Larch Forest, Lin Ze followed the ridge all the way south.

The climate in the southern deciduous forests is noticeably milder than in the north, and as early spring begins, the beasts that have finished their hibernation have begun to wander around the woods, searching for food, fighting each other, and moving their stiff muscles to re-establish their territory. However, this spring, a large chunk of the territory of the Southern Larch Forest was stripped of it.

In the central area of the South Larch Forest, the group of kobolds who occupied the remains of the ancient ruins were directly blocked by Lin Ze and partially turned into rotten water.

Except for one kobold warlock who was more sane and was converted into a dependent, the rest of the thirty or so kobolds escaped and died, leaving not a single one.

The ruins may have been left by a mage, and the above-ground buildings were left with only a dilapidated square, and although the underground buildings were relatively well preserved, the floors that could be safely entered were all demolished.

As for the origin of the ruins...... The surviving kobold warlocks didn't know anything about it, and they didn't know the exact origin of the ruins. After thinking about it, Lin Ze simply added two to five to open up the first three layers into one layer, and put a fire to remove the smell and disinfect something. The excavated excess soil is then filled into the downward channel, which is left for later development.

After settling down, Lin Ze quickly figured out the situation in the forest. The ecological chain of the forest is very complete, and to brag a little, the food diversity is good, and there are a lot of guys who are not easy to mess with. Elven villages in the mountains and forests, territories of violent creatures with powerful aura, a few small villages that live by fishing and hunting in the lower reaches of the river, and a remote frontier. There was a lot of food, but the problem that Lin Ze had to face was also very serious - eat! no! full!

Perhaps the problem of hunting is a problem that every young dragon has to face during the growing season, and the mutated duckweed has been sprinkled all over the forest to develop his dragon fishery, but far from quenching the thirst of the hungry young dragon, the hungry young dragon seems to have started the growth period again, and the roots and stems of plants, wild beasts, and fish in the river are all drawn into the recipe of the black dragon - Lin Ze will even take advantage of the convenience of the wind direction to go directly to the downstream Haikou to fish and fill his stomach.

As the second weakest true dragon in the five-colored dragon, the black dragon is even weaker at this age, although it grows rapidly, but in essence, Lin Ze has not gotten rid of the fact that he is still a young dragon, and he has run away to this point, all actions are naturally cautious and cautious, in order not to be discovered, he even spent two years digging a large-scale underground passage under the nest, with the help of the waterway of the half-underground dark river, this channel full of duckweed leads directly to a coastal cliff. When duckweed doesn't catch any fish, it goes straight into the sea from here to catch fish to fill his stomach.

At the mouth of the river, the sea water in the continental shelf area is shallow, the sun is abundant, which is conducive to the photosynthesis of living organisms, and there are a large number of nutrients brought by the river water.

"Active hunting is impossible, there is no future to rob, it is better to be a fisherman, there is no need to worry about being found to be robbed by the counter-robbery, I like it here...... "Lin Ze is now secretly going out to sea to fish to maintain his daily needs, and the rest ......of the time is either used for dormancy or for studying the things of the evil gods."

"Dragon, who didn't start with an egg? Besides, what if you don't experience a shabby life now, you will tremble and start to float?"

Lin Ze usually comforts himself like this, although he is still hard, the black dragon's mentality is good, and he is still in the mood to experiment with the kobold warlock in addition to his monotonous life - although the kobold warlock's converted family members did not withstand his destruction in the end.

Time flies, a full five years have passed, Lin Ze has been staying in this place, the empty underground ruins are filled with the chaotic knowledge in his memory written by the boring black dragon, perhaps due to this influence, the dull gray-black rock wall is now beginning to emit a faint fluorescence that is diametrically opposed to the charcoal traces. The exit above the ruins was transferred by Lin Ze to the bottom of the deep pool dug by himself, and the underground waterway leading to the sea was widened to more than ten meters by the crazy mutant duckweed, and now he could get out of it even if he was horizontal.

The black dragon, whose physique has reached nearly ten meters, feels that he can be regarded as capable of fighting now, and the continuous expansion of the range of the rotten soul aura can not only disturb the spell ability, but also release a special fragrance that deranges the mind, the wingspan equal to the length of the body, the short spines of the hideous head, and the sharp cone of the tailbone, although he still has not awakened any spell-like ability, but he has grown strong enough.

Combining more cunning hunting methods with a stronger physique, the black dragon can now overwhelm the vast majority of beasts and monsters around its territory. So, on a sunny day, Lin Ze came to the ground from the deep pool for the first time during the day.

There was a majestic sound on the shore, and the black dragon wings reflected the faint sunlight in the sun, touching the belly, Lin Ze shook the dragon wings and rose into the sky.

For thousands of years, the valley washed out by the river has restrained the coastal wind blowing from the long coast, providing Lin Ze with continuous upward flight power. The view from the heights was excellent, and Lin Ze could see the burning village in the southeast almost at a glance.

Black smoke rose into the sky, and Lin Ze could smell the scorching smell in the wind from afar.

"Ha, that's interesting, armed knights hang the wilderness villagers. Lin Ze landed on a water-powered mill on the edge of the village, and from the black dragon's sight, a group of armed forces in black uniforms were driving everyone to the village, and those who dared to resist had already been destroyed, men were killed, women were insulted, children were thrown to the ground, and a family's hard-built house was also burned down in the hands of these people.

"Ladies and gentlemen, didn't our ancestors swear to give this place to us before the gods when they were pioneering the wilderness, so that we could live?" the gray-haired village chief was dragged to the ground, and his neatly combed hair was rudely dragged into a chicken coop.

"I know, but I'm here on the orders of the new lord, does the previous incident have anything to do with our lord?" The tall fat man who spoke was on his horse, and his sleek and cold black uniform was deformed by the fat belly.

The tall fat man glanced at the shivering villagers around the clearing, and pretended to say, "Do you know who we are? We are tax collectors! The tax collector appointed by Lord Karon himself! The main task is to collect taxes from you mud-legged people, otherwise what will the lord's army do to protect you, right?"

The tall fat man patted his chest, and his whole round face was eager to squeeze out a flower, "It's not that I, Lord Clyde, said you, what can you do without the help of the lord? This beast of the Southern Leaf Forest alone is enough for you to eat a pot, that is, our Lord Karon is kind-hearted and organizes spring hunting and killing beasts every year, otherwise what can you do with your little wooden wall?"

The old village chief on the ground didn't dare to say much, so he had to nod his head in response.

"Your Excellency, the count is complete. The short tax policeman ran over and flattered: "The things have been loaded, we can go back at any time." ”

"Where's Mage Siegfried?"

The tax officer smiled in the way that all men knew and pointed in the direction he had come.

Clyde straightened his back on horseback, just in time to see Siegfried coming out of the farmer's house, with a pockmarked face with his trouser belt lifted. That's right, it's that mage.

The tall fat Clyde nodded in satisfaction, signaling that everyone could prepare to return. This time, the pioneer village in the wilderness was able to go so smoothly, but it was all thanks to this mage master, just like Ann Ryde Village, a village with particularly strong folk customs, had to succumb under the mage's fireball, not to mention other small pioneer villages.

"Old man, don't say I didn't remind you, it's Lord Caron's birthday in two months, and I hope you will be ready then. Ann Ryder nodded his horsewhip and turned around and left with a cadre of tax policemen. As for what to prepare? Naturally, it is a birthday gift for the lord, as the lord of a land, is it too much for the lord to give a little gift on the lord's birthday?

Not excessively, of course!

The black-clad tax policeman had already left the village, and the old village chief was still kneeling on the ground and unable to stand.

At a glance, he saw that the wheat seeds in the village that were the seeds for the coming year were taken away by the tax police, and the walls built by the village for generations were forcibly broken by the tax police.

Sobbs rang out from around the clearing, and the women looked at the wandering village and couldn't hide their anguish, the tax had already been paid once during the autumn harvest, and there was no surplus food in the village, even if the men barely passed the hunting this winter, what would they do at the beginning of spring next year?

Lin Ze squatted on the top of the mill and started to think. The exploitation of the lords, the difficult life, and the absence of those fly-like god believers, can they do some operations.

For example, by expanding the scale of dependents, we should build a territory? As a dragon with ideals, ambitions, and pursuits, shouldn't we spread the advanced experience of another world?

With a decision in his heart, Lin Ze's actions in the next few days were all carried out with this.

The almost full stealth ability allowed Lin Ze to take a good look at the village.

The merciful old village chief fell ill from that day onwards, and died soon after. The death of the old chief has made the atmosphere even more unbearable in this dreary village, where the hunting party is still trying to prepare for the winter that will soon follow.

After a period of observation, Lin Ze really found a few good seedlings in the village. One is the granddaughter of the late village chief, the girl Hathaway who succeeded the old village chief, the last descendant of the original pioneer village, a tenacious young girl knight, who is usually in charge of some things of the hunting team, and she escaped the disaster that day when she was not in the village with a hunting team.

The other is the blacksmith uncle Smith in the village, who is strong and seems to have inherited some bloodline power. The fur child of the hunting team, Allen who handles the fur of the prey - this child can actually sense Lin Ze's restrained breath.

After observing for a while, Lin Ze found an opportunity to decide to implement his plan.