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    The thing in his hand was still exerting a slight heat, but looking at everything in front of him, Ed really didn't know what to say!  "Old Spike is just a shadow? Should I say this trial is wonderful or weird?" After making a complaint, Ed headed directly towards the small dwarf village.  He really didn't believe that every one of these dwarf villagers who had been with him for nearly ten days was a ghost.  The closest to Spike's room is the watermill located on the bank of a small river and waterfall on a hillside.  Working here is a middle-aged dwarf couple.  When Ed wandered near the water mill.  He just happened to bump into the male dwarf.  "Oh? It turns out to be a trialist! What? Spike has already explained everything and disappeared out of thin air?" "Ha, so what? Looking at you like this, it doesn't seem like you really like Spike, right?  ?¡± Ed¡¯s tone was full of teasing, but who didn¡¯t know that during the ten days he lived here, this middle-aged male dwarf was the most enthusiastic. The day before yesterday, he even ate the flour baked by this guy.  Here are the wheat cakes!  "You can't say that! Human beings." The middle-aged dwarf didn't look embarrassed, but he laughed heartily.  "Don't you know that we, the pastoral dwarves, are the intelligent race with the shortest life span? One hundred and fifty years old. Perhaps the strongest human beings can live to that age. For dwarfs, it is already very rare to live to the age of seventy.  " Ed's anger calmed down, and he not only asked in surprise: "Could it be that Spike is just a special ghost who appeared because of a broken love? " "That's right! But have you received some special tasks? Haha,  Come on. Look at the cellar of the water mill for me. There have been some strange noises there recently. It should be the mission of you trialists." Following the guidance of the middle-aged dwarf, Ed came to the water mill.  cellar.  As soon as he arrived at this place, a strange sense of oppression came over him. Compared with the pressure of ordinary Warcraft, this sense of oppression seemed not even one thousandth, but in this sense of oppression, he felt  A burst of contempt, a contempt for everything in the world!     what happened?  Could it be that deep in the cellar, there is still a giant dragon that is so weak that it is about to die?  Ed thought this in his mind, but he began to look along the cellar wall. Soon, he discovered that the extremely small dragon power came from a long diagonal crack!  The water mill is located on the edge of a cliff, and its cellar was naturally dug into the rocks.  Ed used a few moves of wind magic to push it away bit by bit, and a deep cave flashing with blue light appeared in front of him!  The tiny dragon's power rushed toward him again.  But when Ed stretched out his hand and felt it, he became more and more doubtful.  The scale of that dragon's power is indeed extremely small.  But in this, he felt a strong vitality!  It's like, that's not a dying old dragon, but a no, a group of juvenile dragons!     what happened?  Doesn't it mean that a real giant dragon has the strength of eight to ten levels of monsters from the moment it is born?  Why is Mao's dragon power so small and divided into so many different strands?  Ed thought as his footsteps went straight into the cave.  After a while, he arrived at the heart of the cave.  The blue light in front of me is completely released by the high-level spirit-gathering arrays. As for the round basin surrounded by a giant dragon statue in the center of the cave This is the dragon egg of the pocket dragon!  A magical beast that is only as big as a human palm throughout its life, but is a genuine dragon!  Because of these characteristics, they are often adopted by magicians and sign equal contracts. Only when they become high-level magicians will they have powerful ignition tools!  Speaking of flames without attributes, apart from the alchemical blue flames, the pocket dragon's flames are the most powerful. Ed, who is the most proficient in alchemy, is naturally ecstatic about such a harvest.  He walked a few steps and came to the basin.  There were more than thirty dragon eggs with hexagonal patterns in various colors!  Of course, since it is called a real dragon, it will naturally take hundreds of years for this kind of pocket dragon to hatch.  But judging from the tiny dragon power in the air, these pocket dragons seem to have reached the stage of breaking out of their shells.  It seems that Spike already knew about the existence of this nest of pocket dragon eggs.  Just talking about catalyzing them to break out of their shells.  This also seems to be a problem.  The ambergris fruit that restores the power of fighting spirit, the sword dragon grass that heals burns; the yellow dragon claw rock that can simulate the power of a dragon, the pterosaur stone (intermediate magic stone) that looks like the wings of a giant dragon what Ed knows can catalyze the hatching of dragon eggs  There are no less than a dozen common things, but the only problem now is that he can't even have one of them!  When he called Kaku, the little kid sent him a message saying "solve it yourself", but he still refused to come out!  what to do?  Are you just watching a nest of pocket dragons like this?Was he suffocated to death in his own eggshell because he didn¡¯t have any dragon-related props?  Ed is conflicted in his heart. He doesn¡¯t blame Kaku now, he only blames himself for being careless at the beginning - if he hadn¡¯t given the evil dragon bracelet to Monica before, he might have left with the pocket dragon!  Walking out of the cellar with his head hanging down, he almost came face-to-face with the middle-aged female dwarf!  "Ah, Trialist, you are still there! Did you find the scene in my cellar?" That woman also seemed very enthusiastic, but Ed could only sigh in response to this matter.  .  "I found the anomaly, but I didn't" Just halfway through speaking, Ed's eyes suddenly lit up!  "Ma'am, is there anything related to dragons in your village?" "Well, I haven't heard of this" Being stared at by a tall and handsome young man like Ed, the middle-aged female dwarf's face was unavoidable.  It's a bit embarrassing.  Suddenly, the fat woman punched her fist.  "Ah! I remembered it. Yes, the stubborn old man at the east end of the village did have a few pieces of golden dragon scales in his house. If Trialist, where are you going? Don't leave in such a hurry, I'm still here  I didn't thank you properly!" Ed wouldn't stop here chatting with a middle-aged woman. In order to get the nest of pocket dragons, he wanted to use flying magic to fly to the east of the village.  It is installed on a mere dwarf, and the maximum length is only a few hundred meters.  Ed inquired all the way and flew to the point where the stubborn old man was getting heavier, but there was a weak groan coming from inside.  "Hey, hey, heyyo! I'm really sick. These damn villagers don't know how to respect the elderly at all" A drop of cold sweat quietly dripped down Ed's forehead, even though he didn't know that this old man  Whether the dwarf's disease is related to his trial, but based on the old guy's behavior If an old man is not allowed to pass within fifty meters of his residence, who knows whether he is sick or not?  No matter what, the old man¡¯s illness still needed to be checked. After Ed used some healing holy water to pat it over, the old dwarf quickly opened his eyes.  "Uh ho ho ho It turns out to be a trialist, what? Has Grandpa Spike returned to the place where he should rest? Haha, if it weren't for you, I think I would be accompanying Grandpa Spike soon!"  "You're welcome, but I heard, how many golden dragon scales do you have in your family?" The old man had just recovered from a serious illness, but when he heard this, he almost jumped out of bed!  "Ha! It turns out that you are coveting the treasures I collected! Human beings, if you don't want to die, get out of here!" He put down the bowl and scolded the cook, and when he recovered, he scolded the doctor. This old man is really weird!  But for the sake of the nest of pocket dragons, Ed had to suppress his anger.  "Old sir, is this your attitude towards the benefactor who cured your disease? Huh? Do you want me to give you another trick to prevent you from getting sick? I not only know the healing magic of the practical branch of the water system, but I am also pretty good at cursing" "  Ha! Are you threatening my old man? Okay, if you have the ability, you can kill me!" That old dwarf is worthy of being called a stubborn old man by the villagers. He still keeps his weak voice in his hands even though his life is in his hands.  Go toe-to-toe with Ed!  But this old guy wasn't really ungrateful. After scolding Ed for a while, the old guy's tone softened.  "Forget it, you saved my life no matter what. If you make me a bowl of delicious mouse broth, I will give you the dragon scales." "Old man, this is what you said!  "Hmph! What do you think you are, an unreasonable villain? Go, go!" "Is this old guy a cat?"  Ed asked himself that there were many delicacies in the storage bracelet, but there was no dish made with ingredients like rat meat.  Shaking his head, he walked out of the old dwarf's wooden house and walked towards the south of the village. For the past ten days, even though he stayed in Spike's wooden house without leaving home, everyone in this dwarf village lived there.  He knows a thing or two about them all.  Soon, Ed found the dwarf hunter south of the village.  The dwarf in his prime looked like he was obviously going hunting, but there were a lot of strange iron tools on his hand puppet.  "It's weird, it's really weird? I haven't been making mousetraps for more than ten years, so why can't I always make them today?" This must be the fault of the trial!  And Ed got it.  Not only is the stubborn old dwarf born in the year of the cat, but almost the entire residents of the dwarf village are born in the year of the cat. There are no large monsters or creatures in the middle of the mountain. Wild mice as big as rabbits have naturally become the main attraction of the people here.  One of the sources of meat.  After pinching his brows, Ed stepped forward.  "The hunter is left with this case. Do you want me to make a mousetrap? That's great. This may be a trial. You can release anything.??.  "    "oh?  That's a good feeling!  "The dwarf hunter seemed very happy. "Now, these are the materials for making mousetraps. If you can lift the damn test, I will give it to you.  " Then the dwarf changed into a mysterious look. "Trialist, if I were you, don't follow me to catch wild mice. Haha, I know that in the plain more than ten kilometers southwest of the village,  But there is a very special kind of mouse!  " "Oh, thank you then!  " Ed agreed, but he felt a little unimpressed in his heart. But he would still listen to the hunter's suggestion.
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