The time was six o'clock in the afternoon.

Space is Platform Zero, which is not supposed to exist.

In this empty underground cavern that seems to have hollowed out all the mountain.

Su Mo was watching TV.

To be precise, he was watching TV with a dragon.

This sentence is not a metaphor, but a complete realism.

No words can describe the ancient and majestic body of this dragon, the blue-black scales opening and closing in turn from front to back, making the sound of metal clashing.

The bony face had the majesty of a monarch, and the beauty of the deep and dark body did not seem like a species in reality, but something from a religious mythology.

If he had seen this majestic existence in the past, Su Mo would probably have thought that he was dreaming.

But now, the dream came true.

The cold touch was real.

Even though the lower body of this majestic dragon is linked to the petrification of the rock wall, one wonders if this is some kind of performance art stone carving.

However, Su Mo, who was at the scene and could feel the majesty of the monarch, was sure that it was alive at the first glance when he saw this creature.

Not only is He alive, but He is even alive and nourishing.

"Do you want potato chips?"

The dragon saw that Su Mo had not moved for a long time, and carefully threw over a bag of potato chips with his sharp claws.

Despite having a majestic posture.

But the dragon didn't look like a god or a demon at this time.

Instead, it's like a cat raised by humans.

Some cats are worried that the owner will not have anything to eat, so they will bite the mouse they caught to death and put it next to the owner's pillow to feed the owner so that he will not starve to death.

Su Mo didn't feel like he was the master of this giant dragon.

But the dragon's zealous desire to feed himself potato chips is indeed like a cat that kindly hands mice to his master.

Fortunately, this dragon tastes about the same as a human.

He didn't have to deal with any flesh-and-blood rats.

Fortunately, the human seemed to be out of the dragon recipe in front of him, and Su Mo didn't feel any appetite for him.

“……”

Su Mo hesitated.

He wasn't hesitating to say "Thank you, Lord Long."

Instead, I was thinking about how I came to such a world.

In the past few days, he has always thought that he is traveling through an ordinary everyday world.

finally found a part-time job with his eloquence, and finally paid the rent to support himself.

I didn't expect to squeeze a subway and that's it.

The greatest advantage of modern society is that it is very difficult for people to starve to death in big cities.

Just after sighing this sentence.

Su Mo, who was standing on the subway, found an abnormality.

It is difficult for people in big cities to starve to death, and Su Mo has a deep understanding of this.

But he didn't think about what other threats people would face besides starvation.

For example, being bitten to death by a dragon.

The subway, Platform Zero, the half-decayed dragon, and the dragon holding potato chips to watch TV......

The superposition of these key elements is enough to remind Su Mo of the work of a certain pit king.

- "Dragons".

It was enough to remind him of the identity of the cat-like dragon in front of him.

One of the first dragons, the king of the earth and the mountains, Fenrir!

The position he is in now is the Nibelungen, the alternate dimensional space where he is located!

Thinking of this, Su Mo's hands trembled a little, and his heart actually calmed down strangely.

It's just a dragon king.

No big deal.

Anyway, no matter what the other party wants to do to him, he can't resist.

In that case, why fear?

Thinking so, feeling a little hungry, he reached out and picked up the potato chips that the dragon had thrown over.

Seeing Su Mo accept his gift.

The dragon bowed slightly in a calm manner.

Said in a deep voice like a king.

"Potato chips are the best thing in the world."

“……”

Su Mo hesitated for a moment and nodded sincerely.

"That's what I think too, potato chips are the best thing in the world."

When he said this, he unleashed his strongest persuasion skills, and his acting skills were impeccable.

Not to mention the low-IQ dragon in front of him, even Xia Mi would probably think he was some potato chip fanatic.

Such resonance was effective on the spot.

Su Mo felt that the dragon's eyes were obviously much friendlier.

The other party probably has the naïve idea that if he likes potato chips, he is a good friend.

Thinking of this, Su Mo's heart was relieved.

If it's this big guy, you may not be able to let it go.

With its current IQ, it should be able to fool him into sending himself out by casually brushing his favorability.

While thinking about this, Su Mo subconsciously tore open the bag of potato chips.

A fresh fragrance, or his favorite cucumber flavor.

"It's been a cucumber flavor so early?"

Only then did Su Mo, who noticed these irrelevant details, be surprised.

Just wanted to taste it.

But I felt the dragon's gaze suddenly become intense.

Su Mo turned his head and looked at the pair of searchlight-like golden pupils, and actually saw a strong reluctance from the majesty of this king.

After looking around, I noticed that the packet of potato chips might be the last stock of the dragon.

No wonder he is so precious that he calls it the best thing in the world.

If all the potato chips in the world were to disappear at this moment, and only the last packet remained, it might indeed be rated as the best thing in the world because of its preciousness.

Scarcity is where the value lies.

Looking at the dignified dragon monarch, he looked at the potato chips in his hand.

Su Mo's face did not change color, and he ate a potato chip in his hand in one bite.

This thing may be the last bite of his life, at least he has to taste it.

I have to say that although most of the nitrogen-filled bagged potato chips are empty, the waterproof and moisture-proof function is not bad, and the bite is extremely crispy.

However, after eating one, Su Mo stopped and handed the remaining expired potato chips in the direction of the dragon.

He could clearly feel the joy of the sudden flickering of the searchlight-like golden pupils.

However, the dragon did not make a move, but asked Su Mo cautiously.

"Aren't you going to eat?"

Su Mo smiled and shook his head.

"Good friends, share with each other."

Then he took a few steps forward, pinched out a potato chip, and stretched it out to the dragon's head.

Seeing Su Mo's movements, the dragon, who was still a little vigilant, hesitated for a moment, and finally chose to raise his palate obediently, like a child opening his mouth to show the doctor's throat.

The hideous teeth flashed with a cold light, and Su Mo had no doubt that throwing a cow into it would crush it in one fell swoop.

A bag of potato chips thrown into it can't be lifted by the waves, and it's not enough to stuff the teeth.

But at this moment, Su Mo just threw a small potato chip.

The dragon looked unusually satisfied.

The serpent-like head stretched out and collapsed on the ground, as if it had eaten some god-of-food version of the ecstasy.

After eating this potato chip, the dragon looked at Su Mo and his eyes were much friendlier.

"Good friends, share with each other."

It nodded in satisfaction and repeated Su Mo's words.

The huge head approached Su Mo, as if trying to remember his taste.

Su Mo was overjoyed and continued to feed the dragon.

Although it seems to be a tightrope walker, it may die at any time.

But Fenrir seemed to be very accustomed to the way humans fed him, and his movements were very gentle, and his sharp teeth did not scratch Su Mo at all.

After feeling that the feelings were almost cultivated, Su Mo spoke.

"I have a lot of these potato chips over there, I'll bring them to you next time if you want them."

Key line, next time.

Fenrir didn't understand the cunning of humans, and after hearing Su Mo say this, his golden pupils instantly skyrocketed.

"Potato chips...... It's an appointment! You're a good friend! ”

After speaking, in order to express his joy, he swept all the Arctic Ocean bottle caps and other "treasures" he had saved in front of Su Mo.

"Good friends, share with each other!"

The dragon's voice was majestic, and it was quite a heroic spending.

If the two of them exchanged heavenly treasures, divine weapons or something, they must indeed be worthy of this heroic spirit.

However, seeing this pile of old ladies scavenging will be disgusted with rags.

Su Mo had no choice but to wave his hand hurriedly.

"You might as well keep this precious thing for yourself."

"But I just want your help with something, do you know how to get out of here?"

At this point, Su Mo finally tried to see the dagger.

He said that he would bring potato chips or something next time, just to determine the other party's attitude.

Although I don't know why the other party is pulling himself in.

But according to Fenrir's answer, he had no intention of leaving himself in the Nibelungen permanently.

This is naturally good news for Su Mo.

This means that the other party will not stop him from leaving.

And that's exactly what happened.

Hearing Su Mo's question, Fenrir did not hesitate or conceal at all, raised his paw and pointed the way.

"You can go out from there to the end, and if you want the key, I can give it to you."

Hearing this, Su Mo hurriedly shook his head.

"No need for a key!"

The key to the Nibelungen was not a good thing, it was too dangerous for an ordinary person like him.

After learning how to leave, he had already finished feeding the potato chips in his hand.

So he simply poured the crushed potato chips into the dragon's mouth.

While Fenrir licked the bag, he waved his hand and prepared to leave.

"Good friend, I haven't turned off the gas at home, now go back, and I will definitely bring potato chips to see you next time!"

Su Mo's words were also arrogant, but only he knew that there was no next time.

After he went out, he changed cities and killed him to not get involved with the dragons!

The situation of Longkou's escape made him a little excited.

So much so that when a strong force picked him up and brought him back to his original position, Su Mo was still a little dazed.

"What's going on? Still not good friends anymore? ”

Su Mo turned his head and looked at the innocent-looking dragon, with a little questioning in his tone.

This guy just brought him back with his teeth!

Fenrir, who tasted PUA for the first time, was very aggrieved, but his words were very firm.

"You can't go!"

“？”

Su Mo's head was full of doubts.

"Is there anything else you can do? Do you want me to watch TV with you? I'll tell you that my gas is really not turned off, and it may be dangerous not to go back. ”

Fenrir shook his head, indicating that he had no intention of stopping the "good friend" himself.

It's just—

"My sister hasn't come back yet! You can't go! ”

He finally told why.

Hearing this, Su Mo's brain suddenly exploded.

Damn it! It's not Fenrir who is eyeing him, but Nami?

His entry into the Nibelungen was not by chance, but was deliberately arranged?

No wonder he made it to the Nibelungen!

Su Mo felt that something was wrong before.

He has only traveled to this world for a few days, and the subway card has only been swiped a few times, which does not meet the entry rules of this Nibelungen described in the original book!