The tips and comments of netizens "Dark Elves" inspired Juan.

When it comes to telling the truth, there's nothing like live broadcasting.

So Juan applied to the platform to open a live broadcast.

After signing a series of unequal treaties such as "any adverse reactions caused by the live broadcast and the legal liability extended therefrom are borne by the anchor personally and have nothing to do with the platform", "the platform has the right to share the revenue generated by the live broadcast", Juan was granted the right to broadcast live by the platform.

The floating car slowed down before approaching the dragonman village, and Hu Huan also started the live broadcast at this time: "Exploration of Dragonman Customs".

At the simple entrance of the village, which was only fenced with sparse wooden railings, Juan and his gang ran into the head of the dragon village who came to greet him with a group of dragonmen.

In Juan's eyes, these upright walking lizards with earthy yellow scales and a huge tail that fell to the ground were all the same.

In Morgan's introduction, Juan learns that it is a man who wears a red strip of cloth around his neck, a woman who wears a green strip of cloth, and a child who wears a white strip of cloth.

And the dragon village chief has a purple strip of cloth tied around his neck.

"The dragon man is so ugly", "Disgusting, affects my cooking, bye-bye." ”......

A few subtitles drifted here and there above Juan's vision.

Juan asked Morgan, "Is it a dragonman custom to tie strips of cloth of different colors around the neck?" ”

"No, that's what we humans demand."

At this time, the dragon village chief took out a piece of biscuit-like food, and it took the first bite, and then handed it to the older Morgan.

Morgan took the biscuit and motioned to Juan, "The custom of dragons is black and white, either friend or foe.

"Friends eat together, enemies fight, so to enter the village peacefully, the biscuit must be eaten.

"But you have to be careful, the body fluids of the dragonmen are poisonous, and you must not touch the places they have bitten."

After Morgan finished speaking, he carefully turned the biscuit upside down, took a small bite opposite the gap that the dragon village chief had gnawed, and then handed the biscuit to Juan.

Juan put the cookie in front of his eyes and looked at it carefully, he used his brain chip to adjust the visual distance, enlarged the notch that the dragon man village chief had bitten, and showed the remaining purple dragon man saliva on it to netizens.

Then he followed Morgan's example and carefully took a small bite into the whole part of the biscuit.

Then Frodo, the halfling, did the same.

The dwarf Thorin threw the biscuit directly into his mouth and swallowed it "chirp, chirp".

"Dwarves are poison-resistant!" "This custom is disgusting!" "I won't eat other people's spit when I die." ......

Juan was pleased to see that the subtitles at the top of the field of view had increased a lot, and it seemed that netizens were very interested in this relatively primitive custom.

He asked Morgan, "Has the custom of dragonmen always been like this?" Whoever comes, share their food? ”

"No, before humans conquered this planet, what dragonmen shared with their friends was water.

"Most of them used to live in desert areas, and in their mindset, water is life, and sharing water is sharing life.

"But their saliva is poisonous, and the water they drink is not tolerated by all races, so they don't have many friends.

"But the Dragonmen stubbornly cling to the tradition of sharing water, even going so far as to fight with races who can't afford it."

"But all of this has changed since the arrival of the human race, and they can't afford to exterminate their race, so now they are sharing cookies instead."

"Long live humanity!" "We are the masters of the world!" "It's such an ugly creature, why keep it?!" ......

There are more subtitles above Juan's field of vision.

Any word or action that inspires racial pride will be appreciated a lot.

Upon entering the village, Juan saw that it was dilapidated.

In a low-rise wooden building, there is a semi-basement structure.

There was no furniture, and the floor was covered with hay, which was mixed with all kinds of unspeakable filth.

Some grazing villagers came back with their livestock and brought them directly into the house to gather together.

The dragonmen don't seem to have a concept of home, and the strips of red, green, and white cloth are mixed together, each looking for a place to rest at will.

Juan saw dragons preparing a bonfire in the exposed red clay square in the center of the village.

"They're going to welcome us with a bonfire," Morgan explains.

"But be careful, they don't have the same hygiene habits as we do, and they cook food differently, so don't eat or drink anything unless you want to clear your bowels."

After dark, the bonfire was lit, and the dragons who came out of nowhere surrounded Juan and his gang around the campfire.

There was a dragon girl with a strip of green cloth and a cake baked on a roasted red stone.

There was also a young dragon man tied with a strip of red cloth, scooping out a sour, rancid-like liquid from an open wooden barrel, and respectfully placing it in front of Juan and Morgan.

"Take a bite and try what it tastes like." "If the anchor takes a bite, isn't it just diarrhea." "As an anchor, you have to have a work ethic and dedication!" ......

Juan ignored the apparently heckling subtitles that had been swiped in his field of vision.

Like Morgan, he only eats the jerky and water brought by Frodo, a halfling.

The dragon village chief muttered a lot in a respectful tone.

Morgan also replied in Dragonman's language.

Juan didn't understand, and he asked, "What are you talking about?" ”

Morgan said with his usual serious expression: "I won't translate the polite nonsense, it wants to ask you for your purpose." ”

"And how did you answer?"

"I said you'd get rid of the griffons with your own hands."

At this time, among the more and more subtitles in the field of vision, there was a "open translation software" to remind Juan.

Juan opened the Internet Instant Translator and searched for the dragonman language in the humanoid language.

In an instant, the buzz of the surrounding dragons turned into human language that Juan and netizens could understand:

"Is this what humans are? It looks weak. I could knock him out with one hand. ”

"He's got so beautiful clothes, and I'd like to have one too."

"Why won't he eat my baked bread? It was prepared by me, and it cost me a lot of saliva. ”

……

Compared to these dragonmen who have never seen the world, Juan cares more about the conversation between the village chief and Morgan.

The village chief said, "I don't really understand why this warrior has come all the way here to eliminate the harm to our village. ”

Morgan replied, "It's a human religious ritual, and you have to kill a griffin with your own hands before you can reach adulthood and have a wife." ”

The village chief said: "I see, it's really a very cruel coming-of-age ceremony, no wonder humans are so powerful."

"Can you help me ask this warrior if he would like to be served by my wife at night?"

Morgan turned to Juan and said with a serious face, "The village chief asked you what your name is. ”

Juan, who relied on translation software to understand the conversation, was a little surprised, he didn't know what Morgan meant by this translation.

He said, "You should know my name." ”

Morgan turned to the village chief again with a serious face, and said in Dragonman's language, "He said he was impotent." ”

"Hahahaha!" "Awesome!" "Talent!" ……

Juan's vision was almost filled with a sudden burst of subtitles.