Chapter 291: Chapter 290: My Treat Chapter 291: Chapter 290: My Treat As expected, the Fantasy Beast that likely was an Illusionary Beast Pseudo-Dragon Successor did not respond to Russell’s friendly offer.
However, Russell was rely laying the groundwork. Most Phantom Beasts understand human speech, unless they avoid contact with humans. He made his attitude clear, and then he prepared to rest in this small garden for the night.
For one thing, it was getting close to nightfall, which was not a good ti to travel across the snowfield.
For another, he could also take the opportunity to study the Snow Forest to see if it really was a Cold Spring Point, as well as the ecology around the Cold Spring Point.
“This Snow Forest, let’s call it Greentown Snow Forest,” Russell nad the Snow Forest, because unlike most, it was lush and verdant inside, “As for this Cold Spring, let’s na it Greentown Garden Cold Spring Point.”
He opened the copied family map, and in the southeast corner of it, marked the location of Greentown Snow Forest and Greentown Garden Cold Spring Point.
Then he started gathering firewood to boil water and cook.
As for the source of food, it was quite simple. Russell easily caught a deer, skinned and cleaned it at a nearby pool, then skewered it on a branch and started to barbecue it.
“It slls so good, I really want to eat,” the odd muttering sounded once again.
Upon hearing this, Russell smiled, “The Phantom Beast over there, how about joining for dinner? I can’t finish such a big deer on my own. And Polly doesn’t like at, so it would be a waste to leave it uneaten.”
The Fantasy Beast didn’t respond, but it didn’t leave either. From beginning to end, it stayed within the branches of that large tree, quietly watching Russell.
But the Fantasy Beast wasn’t attracted, whereas those who seed to be False Dragon Heirs were.
So of the bolder Pseudo-Dragon Successors had already flown down from the tree canopy and landed in the bushes not far from Russell, poking their heads out curiously in this direction.
The sky was a bit dim, but Russell still clearly saw the appearance of these small creatures—they were the combination of owls and dragons. Overall, they looked like white owls with many black spots, yet their bodies had the streamlined shape of dragons.
This was undoubtedly a characteristic unique to False Dragon Heirs.
“Pseudo-dragons, pseudo-dragons. The reason the higher evolutionary stage of Phantom Beasts is called pseudo-dragons is not only because, like Bipedal Flying Dragons, they can warm the earth, but also because pseudo-dragons, in so aspects, resemble the contour of dragons,” Russell thought.
In Russell’s view, dragons were probably the ultimate embodint of the earth’s power, so after Phantom Beasts evolved, their shapes would also evolve in this direction.
In biological terms, this was convergent evolution.
Therefore, the bloodline left by pseudo-dragons would naturally have so dragon-like features to a greater or lesser degree, which was the case for both the Goose-like Dragon and other varieties. They retained the contours of quails and geese while also having so of the streamlined body shapes of dragons.
The sa was true for the owl-dragon simulant before him.
“Go ahead, little guy.” Russell tore off a strip of at from the deer and threw it towards the nearest Owl-Dragon Simulant.
However, these owl-like creatures were very timid. As soon as the strip of at was thrown, they all scattered and flew away.
Russell shook his head with a wry smile while silently naming these little creatures, “Following the tradition of False Dragon Heir naming: like, simulacrum, pseudo… you guys shall be called Owl-Dragon Simulants, Primordial Beast Owl-Dragon Simulants.”
Just at that mont,
The Illusionary Beast Pseudo-Dragon Successor suddenly swooped in, nabbing the strip of at off the ground at blazing speed before spiraling back to the branch it had occupied earlier to enjoy the deer barbecue.
It was just a fleeting glimpse, but Russell had already seen its figure clearly.
It was a large owl that couldn’t be referred to rely as an owl. When it spread its wings to glide, its entire body vaguely resembled a Bipedal Flying Dragon.
And unlike the Owl-Dragon Simulants, its feathers were pure white, without a single black spot.
The purity of the white feathers, the grace of its figure, made it seem as though what flew in the midair was not a bird but a… harpy.
“Harpy!” The term flashed through Russell’s mind, “This Phantom Beast truly resembles a harpy!”
He quickly shouted loudly, “Does it taste good? Is the deer at barbecue delicious? If it’s good, feel free to co and take so, there’s plenty!”
He tore the deer at barbecue into strips and placed it beside the campfire.
Then he shouted again, “I think you look very pretty, and it seems you have Pseudo-Dragon blood. How about I call you Pseudo-Harpy Dragon? Your Pseudo-Dragon ancestors must have been true Harpies, I can imagine it.”
The Pseudo-Harpy Dragon perched among the branches swallowed a strip of deer at barbecue and paid no attention to what Russell was saying.
It even rolled its eyes, finding Russell sowhat noisy.
“However, this deer at barbecue really tastes good,” a strange whisper arose near Russell’s ear, “tastier than rats, no, rats are delicious, I love eating rats the most, no no, deer at barbecue is delicious….”
“This is promising!” Russell stroked his chin, chewing on the deer at barbecue.
While eating, he kept inviting the Pseudo-Harpy Dragon to co over, throwing the deer at barbecue further away.
Whoosh!
The Pseudo-Harpy Dragon leapt down, its diving and gliding posture in the air was as beautiful as that of a Bipedal Flying Dragon.
After grabbing the barbecue, it swiftly returned.
With the Pseudo-Harpy Dragon leading, the Owl-Dragon Simulants, which were only the size of large geese, also stopped shying away. They quickly rushed over, tearing and competing for the pieces of deer at barbecue on the outer edge.
Before the barbecue reached their mouths, whoosh, the Pseudo-Harpy Dragon flew over again and directly snatched the Owl-Dragon Simulant’s barbecue.
This provoked a few Owl-Dragon Simulants to start calling out chaotically with “quack” and “quack.”
“Why snatch the little one’s barbecue.” Russell raised the deer at barbecue in his hand and threw it in the direction of the Pseudo-Harpy Dragon, “I’m treating, you can eat as much as you like. Co on, catch, a large piece of deer at barbecue.”
After throwing the barbecue, the Pseudo-Harpy Dragon leapt down again and caught the barbecue with its beak.
The man and the bird worked together quite well.
“Tsk tsk.” In his mind, Polly seed a bit sour, “Russell, is this how you tricked in the past?”
“Haha, how could I trick you, Polly? I’ve always seen you as my most important partner,” Russell quickly consoled her in his mind, “But we must hurry to beco stronger, you know, the Snow Giant Da is still watching us closely.”
After placating Polly, who felt a bit jealous, the deer at barbecue was soon shared out.
After eating the barbecue, the Owl-Dragon Simulants dispersed with a commotion, hiding themselves in the trees again. The Pseudo-Harpy Dragon did not show itself anymore, not even a strange whisper was heard, thus, the quiet lasted until night.
Lying in the sleeping bag, Russell began to sleep right there.
As a Phantom Beast Knight, his body covered with Pri Breath, most ordinary threats no longer existed for him. The surging Pri Breath would fend off crises at critical monts, like common swords piercing him or the bites of snakes and vermin, all could be blocked.
“Goodnight, Polly, see you in the Gloomy Dreamland.”
“Goodnight, Russell, see you in the Gloomy Dreamland.”
“Gah!”
The Little Dream Dragon arrived as promised, eager to go hunting Snow Ghosts on the snowfield, anxious for evolution more than anyone else.
“Don’t be in a hurry today, let’s go see our future companions,” Russell soothed the Little Dream Dragon’s impatience and began to observe the Pseudo-Harpy Dragon and Owl-Dragon Simulants in the Gloomy Dreamland, hoping to discover sothing.
Russell always had a keen curiosity about magical creatures.
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