Fiona, that idiot! She totally deserved to be beaten by Land!
Can’t even read the big guy’s mood! How does she qualify as the big guy’s sister?
"Wah-lah-lah-lah!"
Xiao Black Dragon Ed croaked hoarsely, letting out a series of strange calls.
The sardine person looked stunned, then let out another wah-lah-lah call.
It seed sowhat unbelieving that such a giant dragon could be so amiable and give them food!
"Wah-lah-lah!" Xiao Black Dragon Ed croaked again.
Only then did the sardine person confirm it.
He then picked up the dragon head mushroom and gnawed on it. After just a few bites, he was full, and then continued to raise his hands high, kneeling and begging for rcy.
Land ignored him, rely instructing the dragon people to keep a close watch, then returned to the volcano.
Up until the fifth day, aside from guarding, they just fed the dragon head mushrooms.
The scales of this sardine person turned a lot darker, and its body seed to have grown a few centiters longer.
When Land appeared before him again.
This ti, the fishman prostrated and babbled wah-lah-lah-lah.
Its large fish eyes were filled with excitent and worship.
It felt the changes in just five days! It had grown stronger!
Now, this was good!
"Ed! Tell this fishman to bring all his clansn here! I will bestow more of these upon them, making them even stronger."
Land waved the dragon head mushroom in his hand.
"Wah-lah-lah-lah!"
"Wah-lah-lah-lah!"
The fishman, after hearing the translation, imdiately started hopping with joy, kicking his little short legs in agreent.
The three dragons, along with so dragon people, watched it leave.
Half a day later, the entire coastline was churning with waves, and a large number of sardine people erged, prostrating themselves before him upon reaching the shore.
The wah-lah-lah calls echoed continuously.
Land roughly estimated that there were at least two to three thousand sardine people.
According to Land’s mory, sardine people were the weakest race in the sea.
On land, one human could easily defeat dozens or even hundreds of sardine people.
In terms of strength, sardine people were a re 0.1 level! Trash among trash.
But they have numbers! Small tribes have thousands of tribe mbers.
dium ones have tens or even hundreds of thousands, large ones in the millions!
Land had seen this from the beginning.
He doesn’t need these guys to be very strong, but as long as the numbers are sufficient and they have so intelligence! That’s enough for him to use!
What he lacks most among his followers now is numbers.
As for quality?
He picked up a dragon head mushroom nearby, instructing the dragon people to feed it to the sardine people.
These fish were to rest near the island after eating.
The next day, they’d be wah-lah-lahing as they were fed by dragon people.
On the first day, second day, and even the fifth day, these fishn began to change gradually. They danced with excitent, but by the tenth day, failures began to show up again.
After overcoming their initial panic, they put it behind them.
As a group that relies on numbers for racial advantage, their reproduction ability is overwhelming, and their yearly casualties are imnse. The deaths of a few sardine people are negligible!
They have adapted!
By the twentieth day, nearly a hundred sardine people had died! But it was still alright!
Simultaneously, their bodies had undergone significant mutation, growing about ten centiters longer, with scales becoming blacker, coarser, and harder, which thrilled the sardine people who had always been accustod to being weak.
From this, Land could see that these guys were an extrely excellent group of followers.
With low intelligence, they were easy to control.
After a month, Land still occasionally observed these sardine people.
Unexpectedly, one day, a fishman brought a few pearls and several broken diamonds, presenting them to Land as if offering treasures. After Land accepted them, a group of sardine people broke into joyful cheers.
He scrutinized these items but found they weren’t very valuable, probably worth only three Silver Rable.
But that night while sleeping.
The dream began to twist, and that familiar computer appeared once more.
"[Influence] Ⅲ!
You have subdued a large group of sardine people, scarce yet unique humans (dragon people).
They sincerely bow before you, acknowledging you as their master.
At this mont, you have beco a qualified Lord Giant Dragon!
Possessing a large, elite-quality army!
No matter where you are, creatures around will view you with newfound respect.
You have gained new potential.
Potential 3!"
The next mont, Physical Growth: 27
However, breaking through 25 in physique didn’t unlock a new talent ability?
Land was slightly taken aback but could also understand that perhaps the next unlock would be at 30.
The next morning, Land left the volcano, once again seeing a group of sardine people eating on the shore, and the mont they saw Land, so fishman offered him objects like treasures.
A worn-out, rusty human-used scimitar.
And a dagger set with gems, with so rust on it!
A pair of underwear, covered in sea salt?
Tsk!
The scimitar and underwear were worthless, and Land breathed a dragon breath, burning them to ashes.
A group of sardine people, witnessing this scene, looked a bit dejected.
But the gem on the gem dagger, according to Land’s estimation, was worth about 2 Gold Taler!
This inevitably made Land a bit surprised as it seed the sardine people had so other uses?
Land happily accepted it, and the sardine people started dancing with delight again, appearing very happy.
Thereafter, Land discovered that every day, these sardine people would bring him so odd objects.
Useless bottles, torn human clothes and pants, and weapons.
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