Traveling through the world of beasts: I lead the system to build an empire

After hesitating for a long time on whether to choose a dwarf dragon or a tall dragon, the female finally decided not to make things difficult for herself and kept both of them.

The little dragon who was not chosen immediately became dejected, but there was nothing he could do. No one could influence the female's decision. If she didn't like him, then she didn't like him.

Mu Yang couldn't do anything about this matter. He could only take the remaining old bachelors to the hotel to rest.

Hotels are a bit useless for the tribe. Where can't the males stay? Those who have a home can go home, and those who don't have a home can just find a big tree or a cave to sleep. Why do they need to spend money to find a place to stay?

However, this thing may be useless, but it cannot be absent.

The layout of the hotel was similar to that of an ancient inn, with dining on the first floor and rooms on the second and third floors. Mu Yang separated them into two inns, with several people squeezing into one room, and they finally found a place to stay.

After everyone was arranged, Mu Yang peeked at the moon from inside the lobby door.

Ok.

It's raining heavily and the moon can't be seen.

However, he estimated that it was around eleven or twelve o'clock, and it was getting late. Mu Yang refused the towel handed to him by the store owner to wipe the rain and prepared to run home in the rain.

This place is far away from his home, one in the south and the other in the north. If Su Mo went on a long trip, he would probably just find a room here to sleep, but Su Mo has come back.

If a female is at home and doesn't go back when she can, is that reasonable?

Mu Yang had almost taken a step forward when someone called him from behind.

"and many more!"

He turned his head and found Jingshan looking at him with burning eyes. After a long journey in the middle of the night, Jingshan was not sleepy at all.

The shop owner looked at this and that, then wisely left the lobby and hid in the kitchen. The shop soon became quiet, with only two males staring at each other.

From the very beginning, Mu Yang felt that Jingshan was weird, as if he had something to say and as if he was so crazy that he couldn't control himself. Mu Yang controlled his inner curiosity and waited until now.

"Chief Jingshan, is there something you want to talk about?" Mu Yang smiled, "Would you like to sit down and talk slowly?"

There were no customers, so the lights were not on in the store. The light from the street lamps shone through the window onto Jingshan's face. Mu Yang could clearly see that the corners of his lips were trembling.

Both sides of the lobby were lined with clean and neatly arranged tables, chairs and benches. There were simple square tables and benches, all new. Mu Yang casually pulled out a chair from under the table and sat down.

The chair rubbed against the ground, making a harsh "sizzling" sound, which was extremely obvious amid the sound of rain outside.

Jingshan was awakened by the voice. His limbs almost uncontrollably walked to sit opposite Muyang. He heard himself say, "I heard from Diaoge that your tribe has hot springs."

When I opened my mouth, I suddenly realized that my voice had become hoarse since I didn't know when.

He was obviously extremely excited at the beginning, but the closer he got to the tiger tribe, the more scared he became.

He was afraid that everything was just an illusion and fantasy, afraid that it was just a dream, and even more afraid that everything was real but he was the one being abandoned.

Especially when he saw every brick and tile of the tiger tribe, he was in a trance.

Mu Yang also knew that dragon eggs had to be soaked in hot spring water before they could hatch.

As the patriarch of a tribe, it is normal to pay attention to the reproduction of his tribe, so Mu Yang was not surprised that Jingshan asked this question.

"Yes, it's not far from the tribe. I can have someone take you there tomorrow."

His lips opened and closed, his fingertips trembled constantly, and Jingshan took a long time to find his voice, "Can I...can I meet the person who discovered the hot spring?"

Mu Yang was stunned for a moment, then quickly regained his composure, "It was me, Lian Zhi, who found out. He was not in the tribe because of something."

Coincidentally, Ling Han would always bring back flowers for Su Mo when he went out, but it was cold in the winter season and the flowers were frozen to death. He finally found a warm place and the flowers bloomed in the winter season.

Later, I took Su Mo there to play, and Su Mo said this place is called Hot Spring.

"No, I mean, I mean naming the hot spring..." Jingshan looked at Mu Yang with expectation.

Mu Yang smiled this time, but his smile was creepy no matter how you looked at it.

“Does it matter who names an object?”

Shila-

Jingshan stood up suddenly, and the bench made a harsh friction sound on the polished floor, even sharper than the previous sound.

Rumble!

There was lightning and thunder outside, making Jingshan's originally dark face look pale.

Mu Yang saw complex emotions in those golden vertical pupils that he had never seen before, like anticipation, excitement, stubbornness, and endless regret.

"Ningning, Ningning is my female, she is missing..."

"She disappeared right before my eyes! Not a trace was left behind."

"I searched the entire continent for a long, long time, but I couldn't find her anywhere."

Jingshan rubbed his hair randomly, as if trying to recall more, "I guarded our home until it was reduced to ruins by wind and rain, but I never waited for her to come back..."

“Everyone says I’m crazy!”

While Mu Yang was horrified, Jingshan ran to his side at an extremely fast speed and grabbed his shoulders tightly.

A Heavenly Grade person could restrain his pressure and become as harmless as a beast without patterns, but Mu Yang knew that this person was a Heavenly Grade person.

The force on the shoulder was incredibly strong and Mu Yang couldn't break free. The feeling of having no control over his body was very uncomfortable.

Mu Yang raised his eyes secretly and met the figure at the stairs on the second floor.

That was Long Yang, who had been waiting in the hotel to watch these dragons. As long as Mu Yang gave a signal, his tail, which was ready to strike, would pierce Jingshan's heart from behind.

He gave Long Yang a look that reminded him to stay calm, and when he saw Long Yang's body was once again in the blind spot, Mu Yang met Jingshan's eyes.

Jingshan's eyes were wide open, his eyeballs almost popping out of his sockets, and Mu Yang could see the spider-web-like red blood vessels on his eyeballs.

This person hasn't slept for who knows how long.

"After a long time, I thought I was crazy and that everything was just my imagination," Jingshan said, "but it wasn't until today that I realized that it was not true. All of this was real!"

"I recognize the words on the wooden boards and know the uses of those buildings! Banks, hotels, restaurants, and grocery stores!"

"All of this is not a dream, it's all real!"

Jingshan was very close, and the smell of his breath was not the stinky smell common in the mouths of untidy orcs, nor was it the smell of bubble beans in the mouths of clean orcs. It was a cool breath that Mu Yang was very familiar with.

It is a native plant of the Beast God Continent and only grows on high mountain rock walls in extremely cold environments.

Su Mo said that this thing is very similar to a plant called mint, and its scent even lasts longer than mint.

But because this thing tastes extremely bitter when you first put it in your mouth, no orc would do this thankless task.

Now this thing is often used in tribes to make toothpaste.

After taking a closer look, Mu Yang discovered that Jingshan's teeth were actually very white and looked as if they had been carefully maintained, unlike those of other dragons.

No matter how clean an orc is, if he has cleaning tools, he will not go to the trouble of looking for another plant to clean his teeth.

and so……

Mu Yang's mind was wandering in the sky.

Is it true that there have been gods' messengers other than Su Mo who have come to this continent?