It was only after Davy rushed out of the lair that he realized that he had not woken up in time for the good season.

It's winter outside.

The northern part of the Old World was already cold, and David's perception estimated that it would have to be at least minus fifty or sixty degrees, which was similar to Siberia in January.

As far as the eye can see, there is ice and snow everywhere.

This is not the season that dragons, especially red dragons, love.

If I had known, I would have slept for a few more months. David smacked his mouth.

But now that I'm awake, the already riotous stomach is not so easy to soothe.

It's only been looking for a long time, not to mention the big prey like bears and elks, and even rabbits haven't seen two.

It took David a long time to sniff out the nest of a nest of groundhogs through his forked tongue.

As a result, when cooking this nest of 'called flower soil pluck', the heat was not well controlled, and the nest of soil plucking directly turned all the holes in the rat belt tree into charcoal......

I don't know if it's because of the use of some dragon breath, David, who couldn't eat the hot bite in time, felt even hungrier.

I had no choice but to bite a few mouthfuls of snow and press it first.

At the same time, David also understood that Blue Star had not evolved a fire-breathing organ for so many billion years.

Without him, pure energy consumption is too high.

He used a little bit of the high school chemistry equation from his previous life to do a simple conversion.

Let's say he wants to cook a three-pound rabbit, at least heat it to an internal temperature of 74 degrees Celsius.

He remembers that the specific heat capacity of rabbit meat is about 2.9 joules/g·C.

Then the energy required is 1500 g×2.9 joules per g·C× (74-25) degrees Celsius≈ 214,650 joules, or 51.3 kcal.

Among them, each 100 grams of rabbit meat contains about 20.8 grams of protein and 5.6 grams of fat, and the caloric density of protein and fat is 4 kcal/g and 9 kcal/g respectively, so 1248 kcal of protein energy and 756 kcal of fat energy can be obtained respectively, and the total energy of the two is 2004 kcal.

In other words, Nima, he can only get 2,000 kilocalories if he eats such a cooked rabbit without any transformation loss.

And just to get him to the point of half-bakedness, he has to put on another half of a spicy rabbit head!

But how is that possible! He took a breath of dragon before, and he was afraid that it would not be enough to return the entire household registration book of this nest of groundhogs......

And that's not even counting the physical exertion of finding and catching your prey!

This makes the return on investment of the dragon outrageous, and you have to lose two taels of fat if you put up a spicy rabbit head stall!

So David also came up with an answer that made him a little painful:

That is, he either doesn't open his mouth, and chooses to eat raw frozen meat directly like Bailong, and go to the sea to fish.

Or, just ignore these innocent little animals that are destined to die of emaciation, and go straight to the big one!

Preferably the kind that comes in groups.

As a red dragon, he instinctively ignored the previous thought.

So the question is, where can you find the prey in hordes?

David's bright yellow pupils, which stood out in the snow, narrowed slightly.

It seems that the rhythmic broadcast of Mr. Zhao Zhongxiang sounded in my mind again:

"During the cold winters in the north, herds of wild herbivores often choose to spend the winter in places with abundant food sources, shelter and relative safety, so valleys with open meadows buried under the snow and resistant to bad weather and reduced energy consumption are the ...... for these herbivores."

The red dragon soared into the air, looked around at an altitude of three thousand meters, and then flew straight towards the most striking valley not far to the north.

As David approached, he saw herds of yaks gathered together.

The falling snowflakes weighed a thick layer on them, and from a distance, they looked like a large marshmallow.

"Sure enough! "Animal World" doesn't lie to me! ”

The scorching-eyed red dragon immediately gathered its hunting wings, accompanied by the wind and snow, and headed towards the valley that seemed to be bubbling with fragrant Argentinian barbecue, grilled steak, and tripe spicy ......

Swoop down!

Like a husky running to a flock.

"Oh~Ha!!"

......

Deep in the jungles of the Northlands, the alpine barbarians, the Losinder tribe.

In a castle that has been transformed from a mix of abandoned ancient ruins.

The Locinder clan is solemnly engaged in a once-in-a-year trade with a team of High Elf emissaries who have come from afar.

And this is also the most important thing for all the tribes in the entire Northland, and everyone including Little Locinder does not dare to be careless.

Because the outcome of this irregular transaction is likely to be related to the long-term interests and military reserves of their tribe for several years to come, and even the strength of other surrounding forces.

The content of the transaction is simple.

The High Elves brought them weapons, armor, crafts, spices, gold and silver currency, and even magical alchemy potions that they craved the most.

The Northlanders provided the High Elves with processed furs, slaves, metal ore, and dragon dung to dry.

Yes, dragon dung.

God knows why these arrogant High Elves would be interested in something that could only be used to drive away beasts, and it was not cheap.

Although it is easy to arouse the wrath of the other party if they are discovered by the dragons, they are barbarians who live mainly in nomadic raids, and there is no shortage of warriors.

In the eyes of their alpine barbarians, although the group of bean sprouts in front of them looked weak and weak, they never mentioned the courage to wave their troops at them.

In the eyes of the vast majority of Northlanders, the High Elves are a symbol of civilization, strength, magic, and nobility, like messengers from heaven.

After all, this is not surprising, even the dwelling place under their feet at the moment still has indelible traces of elven carvings.

This means that the group of bean sprouts in front of us was the owner of this land a few years ago.

It's just that for some reason, the Ju clan moved overseas, to a place where they couldn't see the coast after rowing for seven days and seven nights.

Therefore, it is also rumored that they went to the kingdom of the gods.

In such a situation where the two sides are completely unequal, the valuation of their goods is often very cheap.

It was not uncommon for a good fine-grade axe to be exchanged for ten of their able-bodied slaves.

But they can only admit it.

After all, in the eyes of many of them, if it weren't for the fact that Katagana was too bitter and barren, they probably wouldn't even be qualified to live in this land.

But even so, seeing that the materials obtained by the entire clan for several years were only exchanged for a few bottles of anger concoctions, a dozen axes, some trinkets that were useless except for decoration, and a small box of elven silver coins, little Locinde, as the successor of the next generation of chiefs, was a little irritated and unwilling for no reason.

But since his uncle, who was the patriarch, and the clansmen had no opinion, it was only natural that he should not have any opinion.

But at the end of the transaction, the High Elf chief, who had never spoken, seemed to suddenly remember something, looked back at them and said:

"I have another deal here, I wonder if you're interested?

"As for the remuneration, we will double the delivery of the materials for this transaction afterwards."

As soon as these words came out, the eyes of all the barbarians present widened, and from time to time there was the sound of swallowing saliva in shock and greed.

Losinder immediately secretly said that it was not good, and it was definitely not a good thing to offer such a high price.

As soon as he wanted to stop it, the old chief Losinde, who was his uncle, had already agreed:

"We took this deal, I don't know what you need? Still need ...... What can we do for you? ”

"A dragon."

Then the High Elf raised a slender finger and smiled:

"My team has recently been attacked by a dragon."

"I need you, get it for me."

"I'm going to live."