The fabrics made from the silk threads spun out by silkworms are extremely exquisite. Although the output is not high, the value is extremely high. This kind of fabrics cannot even be pierced by swords, and it is specially supplied to the royal palace, nobles and big shots.

Hearing Helfas' exclamation, the townspeople responded.

"It's not that simple!"

"The silk weaver is very difficult to cultivate and the amount of silk it spins is not very large. Although it will not be raised to death, it will stop spinning or the silk it spins will be very hard and cannot be used at all."

"The witchers in our town have cultivated it for generations before they finally understood its habits and were able to make it produce stable output. Even so, they still can't weave much cloth."

At this point, the townspeople were a little proud.

"But even His Majesty the King, the cloth on his body is from our town."

"The cloth made from the silk spun by silkworms is called dragon weaving. You should have heard of it."

Helfas: "Why is it called Dragon Weave?"

Townsman: "I heard that when the dragon takes the form of a god, it wears this kind of cloth because it is strong and not easily damaged."

"You must know that dragons are very strong, and dragons often sleep for years and decades. Of course, their clothes are different from those of mortals."

Helfas became interested. He also wanted to buy a set of clothes like this. He had spent a lot of money to buy clothes from the Zhi tribe a long time ago.

But when it came to this, the townspeople looked at the man in front of them curiously.

"Why is your hair this color? I've never seen it before!"

"You are not from our country, are you?"

Helfas was a little silent, and in the end he could only nod.

"Yes, I came from far away."

He walked towards the town, but there were still people pointing at Helfas.

"Look at that man."

"The color of the hair is very strange and the eyes are very strange."

"Don't look blindly, that's a dragon."

"dragon?"

"Is it the dragon in the capital?"

"That's probably not the case. I heard that the dragon in the capital is going to die?"

"Nonsense, dragons don't die, they just enter reincarnation."

At first, people on the road might just notice the abnormalities in Helfas's hair and pupils.

But soon someone followed this discovery, discovered the abnormality in the opponent's figure, and recognized Helfas's divine form.

The people who recognized him showed fear and awe, but some children were not afraid and chased after Helfas.

However, after just a few steps, the other party disappeared without a trace.

Helfas bought a set of dragon-woven clothes at the market, which were divided into two sets: inner and outer. They indeed felt very close-fitting and soft.

This is a long-sleeved white robe with a placket and simple repeating patterns on both sides of the placket. According to the seller, this is what people in the Dragon Palace wear.

In the hotel in the town, he looked in a bronze mirror.

At this moment, he thought of the businessman's words again.

"People always need to rely on others to survive. At that time, we all wanted to be able to dress more beautifully."

Are the styles of the clothes complicated and diverse, and are the fabrics good?

It seems that you can also tell whether a civilization is prosperous or not.

But at this moment, he could indeed see from this point that the people of this era were far ahead of his own era from this point of view, which made him feel happy. People in the future should surpass their predecessors.

His mood was no longer depressed and gloomy, and he suddenly felt that the world was like a treasure.

And he is like a treasure hunter, constantly finding new treasures.

But he only wore it once in the room, then took off his robe, folded it up, and put on his cloak again to hide the secret of his godly form.

Looking at himself in the mirror, he frowned slightly.

"It's still obvious."

Even if he uses a cloak to cover his figure, and even if he cannot directly see whether he has a tail, through his walking posture and some subtle features, it is still possible to vaguely tell that Helfas is not a draconian.

Not to mention the obvious features of his hair, the combination of several eye-catching things makes him attract attention almost wherever he goes to a gathering of people.

This brought a lot of trouble to Helfas.

Because Helfas understood that the identity of the Black Iron Dragon King might not bring him huge influence and authority, but might bring him huge trouble and crisis.

As he said, his time has passed too far.

People can accept a deified Black Iron Dragon King.

However, it is not necessarily possible to accept a living Helfas.

More importantly, he is called the Black Iron Dragon King, but he is not a dragon at all, and he does not have the strength of a Dragon King.

Although he possesses all kinds of weirdness, he still remembers how fragile this body is compared to those weirdnesses.

Helfas put on his hood to cover his hair.

"Before entering the capital, we must find a way to solve this problem."

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People come and go in the market in Zhibu Town.

This town can manufacture and produce dragon weaving, but in addition, ordinary woolen cloth is also produced in large quantities. Nearly a thousand people live here, and a large number of caravans travel here, so it has naturally become a trading center nearby.

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Everything was sold in the market. Helfas asked around and finally came to a place selling dyes.

All kinds of fabrics are produced and sold here. Naturally, a large number of dyes and workers are needed to dye the fabrics, forming a series of supporting industries and large and small workshops.

Even many villagers in the surrounding villages rely on this for their livelihood.

With the rise of dyeing cloth and dyes, dyes have also become more complicated.

At first, it was just a dye used for dyeing cloth. Later, it was continuously researched and prepared. A group of people accidentally made a medicine that was not suitable for dyeing cloth, but was more suitable for dyeing hair.

This kind of thing is very popular in some big cities.

Some people like to look beautiful, while others don't want to admit aging. This special medicine was naturally used and opened up a market.

It is said that in order to keep himself young, a king used this medicine to dye his hair and beard copper color to make himself look younger and more heroic.

Helfas got the hair dye and asked the other person: "Is this useful?"

The man looked at Helfas curiously: "Of course it works. All the dignitaries in big cities have used it, and those big nobles have been ordering the medicine from me for a long time."

Helfas took back the hair dye and slowly applied it to his dark hair in front of the mirror.

He didn't bother to dye his beard, so he shaved it clean with a sharp iron razor.

In fact, Herfas also thought about using the power of purple to modify the characteristics of the hair.

This is not a problem at all for Zi's powerful and special extraordinary power. Not to mention just modifying the hair, it can also directly transform Helfas into another dragon man.

But for some reason, he was a little repelled by this kind of physical modification.

It was okay for him to borrow that weird and powerful power, but if it really wanted to be integrated into his body, it would make him feel a strong sense of crisis and panic.

He vaguely felt that he would pay a huge price for doing so.

After a while, Helfas finished washing his hair and went to the mirror to take a look.

"alright?"

Helfas looked at himself in the bronze mirror and couldn't help but smile.

The original black hair turned into a copper-red color, with the yellowish color being darker and more reddish. It was obviously the characteristics of the original Jin tribesmen.

This is also the characteristic of some people in the Ztic Kingdom. This is exactly the case, so when Helfas came here, he thought that they should be the descendants of the blacksmith officer.

Just look at yourself in the mirror.

It's really funny that the black that originally looked so stable suddenly turned into a somewhat exaggerated and light copper red.

And to be honest, no matter how you look at that face, it really doesn't look like a dragon from the land of the full moon.

How to describe it?

Can you tell at a glance that it comes from a foreign land?

Even if he is dyed copper red, it seems difficult to think of him as a Ztic.

But this is the only way I can go. At least I won’t be directly recognized as having a problem wherever I go and become the center of attention.

Helfas was ready and finally set off again.

He still did not choose to fly, and still used the way most people traveled. He got on a car heading to the Blacksmith's City, the capital of the Ztic Kingdom.
To be continued...