The so-called stuck egg means that it is still stuck inside the egg when it is time to hatch. At this time, the dragon has spent more than 500 years of incubation, has complete consciousness, and can even see through the egg shell.

I can communicate with my parents outside, but I just can't get out of the eggshell.

Someone must have said: just crack the eggshell.

Such a clever idea must have been tried by the giant dragons, so they got a mentally retarded or even unconscious baby dragon, just like when the eggshell was cracked, the soul of the baby dragon was also broken.

In other words, unless the baby dragon leaves the eggshell by its own strength, even if it can call daddy through the eggshell, it will still be stuck inside. This is the so-called stuck egg.

Ange took advantage of the night to dig his wasteland, and now he discovered a very practical method of fixing the sand - straw felt. It is the kind that covered the body of Nai Ali.

First, pieces of grass carpet are grown, then they are dragged to the sand dunes to cover them, watered thoroughly, and then grown, so that the grass carpets can take root deeply into the sand dunes and grow vigorously.

If some fertilizers are buried in the sand dunes, such as cattle and sheep dung, human and animal carcasses, etc., the grass roots can grow stronger. Even after they die, the grass roots can still consolidate the entire sand dune for a long time.

Ange also placed a piece of Everlasting Spring Stone on a tall tree with a wooden pole at the top of the sand dune, and built two fairings so that the wind at night could gather on the Everlasting Spring Stone no matter which direction it blew from.

Some deserts are formed due to insufficient water vapor, while others are formed due to high evaporation and low rainfall. There is not a lot of water vapor in the air, but water vapor requires hot and cold convection and condensation nuclei to form rainfall.

Some magicians understand the celestial phenomena and use magic to blow a large number of condensation nuclei into the air when there is abundant water vapor, and then apply large-scale cooling magic to form artificial rainfall.

The oasis is one of those places with abundant water vapor. If you set up a permanent spring stone, thousands of liters of water can be condensed in one night, which is enough to moisten the nearby sand dunes.

The water that seeps into the ground will be absorbed by the grass roots and will not run away quickly, thus retaining water and soil.

It just so happened that the sand thieves left a lot of corpses, all of which were casually exposed on the sand. Ange kindly covered them with straw felt and poured some water on them, wishing their souls peace.

The grass grew vigorously, and overnight it extended into a large meadow outside the wasteland that Ange bought, covering the sand dune directly opposite.

With something to fix the sand, Ange's wasteland was no longer afraid of being covered by sand dunes. He happily sowed seeds and interplanted jujube trees, restoring the original damage caused by the sand thieves.

A middle-aged man with his nostrils upturned followed him, pleading hard: "Master Ange, please help me. Come with me to Dragon Island. I just need to save my son who is stuck in the egg."

I'm willing to pay any price to come out, please, sir."

"The dignified leader of the Dragon Clan, such a humble plea is so touching. Kacha, these beets are good, rich in water and sweet." Luther squatted on the roof of the sandstone house, gnawing on the beets.

Hand the leftover leaf to Lightning.

Lightning rolled his tongue, rolled the leaf over, and chewed: "The Dragon Chief is about to explode. I can see that his eyes are about to burst into flames. That's anger. Could it be unable to hold back and tear the adults apart?"

Alright."

"It dares!" Niali, who was squatting on the roof, raised her voice and said, "If it dares to be disrespectful to adults, I will send out the magic rubbings of its bare buttocks and peeing in the mud when it was a child."

Bruske heard it from a distance and scratched the air a few times with his hands, as if he was going to squeeze something to explode.

But as soon as Ange turned around, it smiled again. It had no choice but to let it get a dragon egg, and it got stuck.

"No, I'll plant something." Ange firmly refused.

"But you can also grow things on Dragon Island." Brusk said.

Ange tilted his head: "You don't want to eat."

Huh? What does that mean?

Nigris explained from a distance: "What he means is that you dragons are not vegetarians and you don't eat what you grow, so you don't go."

Huh? What the hell is this? Because you don’t eat, so you don’t go there to plant? If you want to plant something, just plant it, and you don’t care whether others eat it or not? Dragon Island can let him grow vegetables, but he can’t let the dragon change his recipe.

Bar?

There is no reason. Ange just wants to grow things, only things that can be eaten. People eat grain, so he grows grain. People eat beets, so he grows beets. Goya and jujube trees are all edible, so Ange grows them.

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Of course, he also planted grass seeds, but that was for better things and was classified as farmland water conservancy.

Brusk saw in Ange what it means to be unable to get enough oil and salt, and he couldn't use force, otherwise he would take Ange away.

It had no choice but to give in and say: "Wait until I come back." Then it flew up into the sky and turned into a small black dot in the blink of an eye.

Dragon Island is located in the East China Sea, more than 2,000 kilometers away from the land. It is an archipelago composed of 18 small islands attached to a large island, collectively called Dragon Island.

Everyone thought that the dragons lived on the largest main island.

The main island is long and narrow, narrow in the north and south, wide in the middle, and reaches more than 600 kilometers at its widest point.

The main island has a total area of ​​600,000 square kilometers. Even if it is a piece of land, no one would object. If all the plains on the island were reclaimed into farmland, it would not be a problem to feed 40 to 50 million people.

For such a huge island, there are no giant dragons living on it. There are only a large number of cattle, sheep and horses. The dragons will only come to the main island when they need to eat. To put it bluntly, the main island is actually

Above is the dragon's dining table.

More than eighty giant dragons all live on one of the attached whirlpool islands.

Dozens of kilometers away to the east of Long Island, several islands stand hundreds of meters above the sea like stone pillars. The sea water flows here, impacting and pulling out countless eddies and undercurrents. Even the most advanced ships cannot approach these islands from the sea.

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The dragons live on the whirlpool island in the center of these islands.

There are huge caves on the island, and even a huge dragon can fly directly into them. The best environment among them is undoubtedly the dragon egg incubation room.

There are more than five giant dragons here at any time, guarding the incubation room day and night. In the nearby cave, there are more than a dozen giant dragons on standby at any time. Even if they all came out this time, Brusk only took away more than sixty dragons.

The remaining twenty or so dragons are all guarding here.

The incubation conditions for dragon eggs are very harsh, including constant temperature, dryness, abundant elements, and frequent turning. It doesn't sound difficult, but the whole process takes five hundred years.

Each type of dragon egg requires a different temperature. For example, the red dragon requires high temperature, and its eggs must be kept at about 80 degrees. Except for the red dragon eggs, other dragon eggs will be cooked at this temperature.

Five hundred years of constant temperature, careful turning, and replenishing elements from time to time, such as spitting and spraying dragon breath near the eggs, can make the elements abundant.

However, five hundred years is still too long, and if you are lazy during this period, the dragon egg will probably break.

If it breaks in the later stage, you can still know how it broke. If it breaks in the early stage, when the baby dragon in the egg has not yet formed and cannot communicate, then you don't even know how it broke.

Therefore, there should always be more than five dragons in the incubation room, and there should be more than a dozen dragons nearby to replace them at any time to ensure the safety of the incubation room.

However, under the protection of twenty giant dragons, the two dragon eggs in the incubation room disappeared.

"Dragon eggs! Our dragon eggs are missing, the dragon eggs of the patriarch's family are missing! There is a thief, get up and catch the thief!" The roar of a slender golden dragon resounded throughout the Whirlpool Island.

The giant dragons on Whirlpool Island are all crazy. Who dares to come to Dragon Island to steal things? And they steal dragon eggs? Find him, find him, and stuff it between his teeth!

"I lost two dragon eggs. One is from our family and one is from Diphtheria. Both of them are stuck. I saw them half an hour ago. The thief must not have gone far. Search for me. Even if

Turn over Dragon Island and find the thief." The golden dragon roared.

At this moment, all the dragons suddenly heard a voice in their hearts: "No need to look for it, I took the dragon egg. I found a possible way to save the stuck egg and am ready to try it. I know the female in my house."

The dragon wouldn't agree, so I stole it first."

"I also took the ones from Diphtheria's family. Diphtheria died early. If we can save the dragon egg, it will be considered as leaving a blood descendant for the family. Also, Grandma Neailizu is not dead, she is resurrected. Also, don't

Tell the other dragonborn that I suspect there is a spy among the dragonborn."

The more the dragons listened, the bigger their eyes widened. Especially when they heard that Nealli was resurrected, their eyes were full of disbelief.

Nellie is the ancestor of the dragon clan. She died at the age of 10,000. This is what many dragons dream of. Now she has lived a full life and is resurrected? What happened?

"Brusk! Come back! You know I won't agree, but you still dare to steal my child! Come back, or I will break your wings!" The roar of the golden dragon spread like thunder.

But Bruske couldn't hear it anymore. He rushed to high altitude as fast as possible, reached the stratosphere where the air was thin, placed a protective shield on himself, and then accelerated like crazy.

The ultra-high speed caused the shield on its body to rub against the thin air, causing it to become incandescent, dragging a meteor-like trajectory high in the sky. After a while, the shield shattered, and the second layer began to rub against it, turning incandescent again.

, making the trajectory flicker.

That night, many people saw this flickering trajectory, and they pointed at the sky and said, "Look, a shooting star."

But the knowledgeable person was so frightened that he sat down on the ground and murmured: "The strong man of truth! Oh my god, what big thing happened? I just heard that the God of Dharma appeared a few days ago, and now there is another strong man of truth. In troubled times,

, is it coming?"

Gaillard also saw the twinkling meteors in the sky, and frowned and murmured: "Brusk? What is it doing when the meteor disappears?"

Galadel said doubtfully: "It's the dragon clan again? What happened to them recently? Do you still want to intercept them?"

"No, the giant dragon of Meteor's Passing Mark can't keep up. It's the only one. There's no need to stop it. The strong ones of truth are qualified to go wherever they want to go." Gaillard said.

"That's good, Your Majesty, should we look for Lord Naig again? There seems to be something wrong with the World Sapling." Galadel said.

The two of them turned their heads together and looked behind them.

Next to the huge World Tree, there is now a "sapling" that is a hundred meters high. Countless elves have built tree houses on it, built platforms, hung rope ladders, and dried clothes, no matter how rough they are.

If treated roughly, saplings in the world will grow faster, thicker, and healthier.

However, as the World Tree grows, Galadel feels more and more something is wrong. There is no doubt that this is a World Tree, but it is not the God of Life.

"Can a tree without self-awareness be called a world tree?" Gaillard muttered, and suddenly became energetic: "Keilan, you look after the house, I will leave for a while."

After saying that, he let out a roar, and after a while, a white unicorn appeared in the night sky riding on the light of lightning.

"Ah? Where are you going?" Galadel asked urgently. She was having a headache about the consciousness of World Tree, and you actually wanted to leave it alone?

"Go find someone who knows more about World Tree." Gaillard said.

"You mean Lord Nagg? Do you know where they are?" Galadel asked.

"Do you still remember the stunted brass dragon in the team that assassinated Nicholas?"
To be continued...