Chapter 63 - The magnetic field of life

One month later.

In the green forest.

The 116 gintals from Agamf had arrived a while ago.

Rand was living his life as usual, minus the occasional visit to the abducted spellcasters.

Well, compared to a month ago.

The outgoing Orcs had helped him abduct at least eighteen spellcasters!

These spellcasters, however, were not very powerful, with the highest being only level 5.

It couldn't be helped, if they weren't really powerless and poor, they wouldn't have been easily coaxed by their use of Kinthal.

But Rand believed that three stinkers were better than one Zhuge Liang.

A group of losers gathered together, more or less, should still be able to produce something impressive.

After all, isn't that what humans are, creatures of the herd?

It is with the power of the collective that we can take our place in this world.

As usual today, lying comfortably on the hard gintare and silver rabble, Rand went comfortably into his dreams.

It didn't take long, as a result, to actually come to the computer desk of his former life once again.

"[Fortune] II.

You have harvested the second bucket of gold belonging to your dragon life, and this wealth is enough to make you a giant dragon in a modestly prosperous society.

You can proudly show off your wealth to those gargoyles of your age and admire their envious looks of jealousy and hatred!

Of course, don't let the older ones see you, or watch out for them mugging you.

You have gained a new potential.

Potential +2."

"Please ask the player to assign the new potential."

[Player Panel]

Race: Dragon

Magic Growth: 2+

Physical Growth: 19+

Assignable Potential: 2

Next moment, Physique Growth: 21

"Your physical growth has exceeded 20 and you have gained a new ability [Life Magnetic Field]."

[Life Magnetism]: You have a powerful physical potential that would amaze any creature, and although you are still too young to display it completely, your powerful life magnetism has begun to affect all life around you.

Their (their, His) lives may shine brighter and brighter because of your existence, or they may wither as a result, an unknown path of no return.

The next day, early in the morning.

Rand opened his eyes with a look of surprise.

Everything in his dream last night had been an unexpected pleasure for him.

I didn't expect to unlock [Fortune] II without needing 2000 Gentals at all.

That said, was it 120 for the first time and 1200 for the second?

The system is kinda weird the whole time ...

He felt that he would probably stay in a good mood all day today.

"Rand! Hey hey hey! Look over here! Rand! Put me down! I won't do it again! Just let me go!"

"I'm hungry! Rand! I haven't eaten in five days! Give me a break! Fiona encouraged me! I was wronged! Rand! My dearest big brother! Let me go! I can't take it anymore!"

The two little dragons' cries rang out at that moment.

Rand whipped his head around to look.

Between the lush, giant trees, there were two more now-eyed foreign masses.

One red with black, one black with a hint of red

Who else could it be if not the little female dragon Fiona and the little black dragon Ed?

These two fools were hanging upside down.

Their wings were pulled back, their limbs were split, and they looked so listless that even their roars were clearly lacking in energy, not at all the vigour of young dragons.

Although they could have used their exhalations to burn the ropes that bound them, dissolving them to get out of the bindings.

But they wouldn't dare to do so.

Why?

Because Rand wouldn't allow it, of course!

And as for the reason, it was because they had both made a big mistake!

The two dragon cubs, looking at the tree hole where Rand usually slept had a pile of gintails, silver labs.

Every day they watched Rand rolling around and resting on it, and they were so envious that their eyes were about to fall out.

The two dragon cubs watched for a long time, discussed for a long time, and finally had the courage to sneak in and take one of the silver labs from the very edge when Rand was not there.

They thought that this way Rand would not find out ...

As soon as night came, when Rand went back to bed, it was only a glance that revealed that something was wrong!

That night, the roar and growl of the evil dragons and the wail and moan of the young ones rang out all night long!

Birds and animals were forbidden to sing for miles around!

Did you think that was the end of it?

Of course not!

Rand later hung all two dragon cubs upside down and threatened to starve them for ten days!

If they dared to go down on their own, they would have their legs broken! Broken wings!

This scared the two young dragons half to death.

Thus, there was the scene at hand.

In response to the two young dragons' cries, begging for mercy, Rand only glanced at them faintly, followed by a mocking smile, and left.

He had other things to do.

It had been a week since he had seen the progress of the dozen or so famous spellcasters' research, and it was time to check it out.

So, an hour later ...

The edge of the green forest, on the savannah.

The sky was blue and the breeze was good for a good mood.

But here everyone was falling into the abyss!

In front of them, the dragon leaned down, his huge head poking out in front of a few human spellcasters standing side by side.

His huge nostrils made a loud noise, sending out a stream of hot air and fragmented sparks that blew over the few spellcasters in front of him.

These spellcasters' skin was red and sweaty, and their eyes were almost blurred by the sweat that kept falling, but they did not dare to wipe it off with their hands.

They just hung their heads low and held back.

"You fools! Before, you looked like you swore to me that the spell improvement would be successful.

But now what? A week and a week!

People!

I keep finding them for you, but what about the results?

That thing that was not even a 0-ring spell just now is the result of your work?

Have I been too kind to you all?

Did I treat you all too kindly and let you mistake this place for paradise?

By the way, you guys don't have any talent in that area, do you?"

The dragon's eyes erupted with a bright red glow, full of danger.

Only a short while ago, he had found these spellcasters, taken their research, constructed spell models and cast spells.

What was the result?

After holding it in for half a day, all he managed to get out of his mouth was a small ember of fire!

How could this not make the dragon angry?

Eighteen spell casters, one after another for almost a month, and this is the result?

"Your Excellency ... Dragon ... we have only accepted your employment, and it is not uncommon for such employment to fail ... ... This cannot be blamed on us at all."

A spellcaster whispered, he was a bit overwhelmed by the heat and mustered up the courage.

"Right! We have failed in this mission.

Lord Gargoyle had better find another way! We don't want Gintal! Lord Chiron I think we should go now, you shouldn't give us a hard time, right?"

Another spellcaster added cautiously, one not daring to look at the dragon's face at all.