...Early the next morning, I had just gotten up and washed up, and before I had time to eat breakfast, I was dragged away by Sa Qili.

This is not the first time I have gone shopping with her. Besides, what else is there to do in a third world camp of this level? The shops will always sell the same things. You only need to stay here for a year and you will know it with your eyes closed.

Which shop on which street sells what?

In my opinion, there are only three places that are innovative. Needless to say, one of them is the tailor shop, which is the most attractive to women.

Secondly, it must be the trading market for adventurers, and it is the favorite of male and female adventurers. The random attribute system of blue-level and gold-level equipment has produced a variety of equipment, including the most coveted top-quality attributes, and some that are eye-catching.

Weird attributes that make you laugh or cry, such as the mage's staff increasing melee damage.

Finally, there are all kinds of food. The trend of researching spices is prevalent in the third world camps, which has cultivated a lot of foodies. Every month, you can always buy new flavors of food in restaurants or outside stalls.

Of course, we cannot guarantee the taste. We can only say that tastes vary from person to person, and not everyone can develop qualified spices.

I was fooled for a while, and I saw someone buying a freshly baked flatbread from a certain stall, and eating it with gusto. So I also bought a piece, took a bite, and my face suddenly became colorful. It seemed like

I have tasted all the ups and downs of the world, and since then I have never dared to follow blindly again.

Although it is not wrong to say that tastes vary from person to person, but ah. I said to the man in front, your taste is too curious!!!

The above are the elements that I think are quite attractive to the camp. Of course, if it is a guy like Tulakov, there will definitely be two more things added - a bar and a casino.

Sa Qili came to me early in the morning and didn't wait for breakfast. Naturally, it was because of the third factor that she wanted to drag me to try all kinds of freshly baked food. If she had breakfast, it would mean less

A kind of fun.

Then, he took me to a tailor shop and discussed with the masters there about clothing styles and color combinations. Most of the adventurers who could reach this level were a bit poor and boring, and knew a few skills, such as millinery. Nowadays, most of them know how to play millinery.

There are a few good tailors. Some are even proficient, no less than an experienced tailor in a tailor shop with decades of experience.

For example, my Veras has been making clothes for me over the past ** years. Her tailoring proficiency has increased dramatically. She reached the master level a few years ago, as well as Linya, Sarah, and even Princess Sanwu.

, Your Majesty, the needlework girl Hong is very good at it.

Sa Qili is undoubtedly this kind of woman. Once she sits down in the tailor shop, she can stay for several hours without neglecting me. She will ask for my opinion from time to time. When she gets interested, she will go into the fitting room and change into something.

Let me help her rate the new clothes.

We didn't leave until noon. We had a food tour for lunch and then went to the market in the afternoon.

This routine has been very familiar to me since the last few times I went shopping with her. It is difficult to come up with any new tricks. Seeing that Sa Qili is still in high spirits and has something to say, compared to the original world, I

I couldn't help but sigh a little.

Women in this world are too strong and too pitiful.

Sa Qili didn't lie to me. She only got this day's free time. From the next day, I could only see her non-stop figure. It seemed that she paid a lot for that day's rest.

I just don’t know what she and Raphael are busy with. She looks mysterious and refuses to tell me. She said that I will know when I come to the third world next time. It will definitely surprise me.

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Let me hope so. I don’t know when the next time I will come to the third world.

A few days later, I finally met the last person I was waiting for on this journey.

That sunny afternoon, I was at the orphanage, helping Mi Seya take care of the children. Suddenly, a huge black shadow passed by in the sky, followed by strong winds.

A powerful but gentle aura came down, making the shadow cast by the black shadow seem to cover the entire camp. Everyone could only stand on the ground and look up at its figure like a dragon flying through the sky.

No... not like Long Fei Jiutian... but... just like Long Fei Jiutian!!!

I opened my mouth wide enough to fit a big duck egg.

What appeared in the sky was a dragon, a giant green dragon!

The power of this giant dragon is extremely powerful, even more powerful than the Skeleton Commander, but it is also very gentle and powerful, not at all as violent, evil, sinister, and sharp as the Skeleton Commander.

The giant dragon stayed far in the sky, waving its huge wings, making me feel like a towering tree full of green, stretching out its umbrella to protect the entire camp from wind and rain, making the place full of lively life

Breath of life.

Because of the sudden appearance of the green dragon, there was quite a commotion in the camp.

"Look, it's a dragon. Oh my god, I actually saw a giant dragon!!" A few adventurers shouted excitedly.

"It's a dragon, but it's not a dragon either."

The adventurer next to him glanced at the other party, and when he said these words, he knew that the other party was a new recruit who had only come to the third world in the past few months.

"It's Grandpa Wixon."

When I opened my mouth wide and tried to perform the trick of swallowing duck eggs, the children next to me were calmer than me and started shouting, hoping to attract the attention of the green dragon.

"Grandpa Wixon?" I don't understand. Is that the name of the green dragon? Does it have anything to do with the Alliance?

"Yes, it's Grandpa Wixon." The children nodded in response.

"Who is Grandpa Wixon?"

"Grandpa Wixon is Grandpa Wixon."

I:"……"

It seems that there is no way to communicate with these waiters.

At this moment, the huge green dragon in the sky suddenly flashed a white light and disappeared out of thin air.

Hallucination? No way.

I wiped my eyes, still looking unbelieving.

It’s not like I haven’t seen a giant dragon before. I have. And it is the most powerful golden dragon in the dragon family. But that kind of thing is so dreamy that I have never regarded it as reality. Now it happened for the first time.

The strong shock of seeing the dragon.

It was so easy to see the legendary dragon. The third world is really full of hidden dragons and crouching tigers.

The sudden appearance and disappearance of the green dragon made me no longer interested in staying in the orphanage, so I hurried back to find out the identity of the green dragon from Raphael.

"Sir Raphael, I'm back." When I opened the tent door, I was stunned.

Besides Raphael, there was another person inside. It was not the usual Granny Allen or Yilanya.

But an old man whom I have never seen before.

The old man was also looking at me with his slightly light green eyes, which were gentle and smiling, and seemed to be filled with a vague sense of vitality.

This is a very strange old man. His appearance is very special. His face, body, and whole body are covered with wrinkles. These wrinkles are not the outlines left by the years. They are caused by old age, but another feeling.

It's like...like tree bark, dry and wrinkled, but full of life and vitality.

If you put some twigs on his head, it would look like a tree from a distance. Even now, it looks more like the legendary tree man.

At this time, this old man with a strange appearance was looking at me with a kind expression, and his eyes revealed the elder's satisfaction and hope for the younger generation.

"Here, Grandpa Wixon, that's the guy." In front of this old man, Raphael didn't dare to show his usual shapeless sitting posture at all. He stood aside respectfully and tried to move toward me.

Nuzzled.

"Are you...Wu Fan?" the old man asked in a gentle voice.

"Well, I am, may I ask who you are..." I looked at the other party cautiously.

What did Raphael call him just now? Grandpa Wixon?

Isn't that the name of the children in the orphanage? Could it be that the old man in front of me is the green dragon?

"Very good, it seems that Akara has found a good seedling." The old man smiled softly and waved his arm that looked like a branch, gesturing for me to sit down.

"Xiao Xiao Wu, please be touched. Grandpa Wixon heard about you, but he flew back from Harrogas just for you." Raphael gestured from the side.

"Um... flying back from Harrogas?" This sentence contained too much information, and I couldn't fully understand it.

"Let me explain." The old man whose name seemed to be Wixon and whose identity seemed to be that of a green dragon, said.

"The alarm over Harrogas has been lifted, but just in case, everyone still dare not leave immediately. Unfortunately, the teleportation array has malfunctioned, and it will not be repaired for a while. From Raphael

After receiving the news about you here, everyone discussed it and I will rush back in person."

"From Harrogas... all the way back here?" Old Wixon's explanation was much more detailed than Raphael's. I generally understood it, but my mouth was still a little dry.

God, I don't know how long it will take to rush all the way back to the camp from Harrogath, even if the Hell Fighting Bear keeps teleporting. This is such a huge favor.

"Just think of it as moving your body and taking in the scenery along the way. It's been a long time since I've had such a fun trip, and it's all thanks to you." As if he noticed my uneasiness, Old Man Wixon comforted me with a smile.

"Well... that green dragon just now... was that you?" I nodded gratefully and then asked.

"I didn't expect it to be exposed so soon? I wanted to give it a try and scare you."

Old Man Wixon chuckled again. He did not look like a very serious and serious person like his appearance, but he was very easy-going and kind.

"But, I'm not a green dragon." He suddenly denied it after taking a sip of water.

"I am a human druid just like you."

"Hey, then that green dragon..." I looked at him in surprise.

"That's Grandpa Wixon's transformation technique." Raphael, who had been silent all this time, finally couldn't help but explain it to me.

"Can a druid actually transform into a dragon when his transformation skills are advanced?" I was even more surprised.

As a result, this idiot's question was met with a blank stare from the princess of Baizu: "Where did you hear about such a good thing?"

"Then why..."

"That's the special thing about Grandpa Wixon. You also know that every profession can understand its own ultimate skills. Grandpa Wixon once helped a green dragon, and the other party donated his blood to Wixon.

Grandpa. After merging the green dragon essence and blood, Grandpa Wixon obtained the green dragon transformation."

My eyes fell on Old Man Wixon, and I saw him nodded, confirming what Raphael said.

"In other words, as long as we get the dragon's essence and blood, we druids can have the ability to transform into a dragon?" I seemed to have found a shortcut to become stronger.

Although I have not thought about how to obtain the essence and blood of the giant dragon at all in my current hot head, I just simply take it for granted.

"It's not that simple." This time it was Old Man Wixon who spoke. He shook his head slightly and his tone was cautious and serious.

"First of all, the essence and blood of the giant dragon must be given to you voluntarily by the other party, so that it will be effective. Now let alone the essence and blood, it is difficult to see even the giant dragon."

"Secondly, even if you have obtained blood essence, if you want to transform into a dragon, you must have mastered the art of transformation to the highest level before you can do it."

"Finally, although it is the most basic condition, it may be the most difficult condition for you now."

Wixon held out his third withered finger and shook his head sadly.

"That's the level. You must reach the level where you can transform into a dragon."

"How many levels are needed?" I asked with the hope of one in ten thousand... no, one in a billion.

"Level ninety."

My body tilted and I almost fell from the chair.

It is indeed the most difficult condition. In comparison, the other two conditions seem to be easier... To be continued)!~!
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