If the dragon army attacked the city, Gretel would naturally have no choice but to pack up and run away immediately.
After all, he does not have endless Zerg broods or endless fleets of Gods. As for humans…
Although he is a human being, he is the only one present, and he cannot rub farmers, harvesters, ghost soldiers, or siege tanks with his hands...
And this is Vaska's dragon's nest, not his own. Correction, he is not a dragon and does not need such a thing as a dragon's nest. If someone really comes to attack the dragon's nest, it will be over if he runs away. There is no need to defend the city for the master.
Fortunately, this group of giant dragons came in force, not to cause trouble for him...or to attack the dragon's nest. First, a giant dragon flapped its wings, slowed down, and floated in front of the dragon nest platform, making a sound like a bell:
"Mage Nordmark?"
"Ah? I am." Gretel was stunned for a moment, looking at the giant dragon with golden-red scales hanging in front of him like a sunset, and couldn't remember which branch of the dragon clan it belonged to.
Golden dragon? No, the golden dragon is very pure, the same color as gold;
Copper dragon? No, the copper dragon's scales are darker, more brown;
Red Dragon? Red dragons are a very pure, blazing red. For an older dragon like this - it should be at least in its prime - the color of its scales will be a breathtaking crimson, not a sunset-like golden red... …
He still knows too little about the Dragon Clan... If he comes to a slightly rarer Dragon Clan, he won't be able to recognize it at all...
"Come to Uncle Andrei!" Cerela stood on tiptoes and raised her voice to say hello. After shouting, he lowered his voice and quickly said to Gretel:
"Uncle Andrei is a Yunlong... a bit like us, both are masters of playing with wind and cold...
They don’t like humans, and they don’t like any creature that requires magic or machinery to fly. You must be careful when dealing with him..."
Gretel:…
Don't like humans?
Then why are you here looking for me?
Hey, I am just a doctor. When I come to see a doctor, I must have some illness or other needs. It's okay. As a doctor, I treat patients equally, as long as you have good compliance.
Looking behind Yunlong Lai Andrei, it looks like he has knocked over his palette. Gold, silver, bronze, bronze, red, green, blue, white and black, not to mention everything, at least, all the main colors that can be thought of are available.
Coupled with the huge system of the dragon clan, dozens of dragons cover half of the sky. It looks like a colorful area, giving people the feeling...
Well, it's a bit stressful. Can you please turn into human form and speak again? There are so many giant dragons. If I shout at the top of my lungs, even those behind may not be able to hear what I am saying!
Thinking like this, Gretel had no intention of transforming into a silver dragon and flying up to meet them. He stood firmly on the platform at the entrance of Dragon's Nest, even took a step back, raised his hand and said:
"Welcome to visit. Everyone, please——"
Fortunately, these giant dragons didn't mean to make things difficult for him. Led by Yunlong Lai Andrei, a group of dragons flew down on the platform and turned into human forms one by one.
A group of handsome men and beauties, most of whom are elves, and there are also a few humans. Grete even saw someone who looked like a tiger-man, a leopard-man, and a barbarian among this group of people...
The taste is very special.
Of course, Grete had no room to say anything about the taste of dragons. While leading the guests inside, he greeted the giant dragons one by one and introduced each other.
Just after a round of introductions, Yunlong, who had been flying at the front, came to Andrei and couldn't wait to ask:
"It is said that you are transforming the Dragon Blood Scroll? Can you give them whatever abilities you want?"
"This... this is misinformation!" Who is ruining my reputation! I am a human magician, I am only level 15, and I am still far away from becoming a legend!
Even if I reach Legend, I may not be able to evolve the genetic scissor hand function and perform such precise operations! The limited wish-making technique is not that accurate... Or are you going to let me do a job once and give me a box of diamonds?
I guess after the work is done, the news the next day will be that I was robbed...
Gretel opened his mouth, tried hard to suppress the ridiculous feeling, and quickly explained:
"I have only analyzed a small part of the chromosomes of the silver dragon so far. Based on these studies, specific chromosome points are inserted into the body of the genus to be modified, giving them specific abilities.
Not to mention that I can’t give you the ability that you haven’t analyzed. Even if you have analyzed the part, the success rate so far is not 100%, not even 80%…”
These "chromosomes" and "points" are all new words that the Dragon Clan has never heard of. Everyone looked at each other and saw confusion in each other's eyes.
Yunlong came to about a dozen places behind Leonard. A young elf shook his long blue hair and asked:
"So you can only transform the Silver Tornado scroll attribute? Can other scroll attributes be transformed? Can success be guaranteed?"
When these words came out, the dragons around him looked at each other. You gave me a look, I looked at you, and they all showed a tacit and subtle smile of "everyone understands".
...So who are you going to transform?
Modify it with your own genes?
Wake up, although the lifespan of a genus modified with your genes will be significantly longer, the overlap with your genes may be too high. If you have children in the future...
Gretel was running wildly with all kinds of complaints in his mind. As a doctor, it is difficult for him to inquire into patients' privacy, let alone interfere too much. All he can do is explain it scientifically:
"Success...that is definitely not guaranteed. So far, the success rate of the latest batch of transformations is about 90%.
——Of course, it is easier to ensure immortality. Prepare a set of limited wishing materials to ensure 99% immortality. "
"That's enough!" The blue-haired elf came out from the crowd, raised his hand, and a small skin bag crossed an arc and flew in front of Gretel:
"This is the reward for the transformation and the limited wish-making spell. I'll leave it to you to transform the volume. Next month, I'll send Celia over."
The skin bag spun around in the air, the mouth of the bag opened, and a few pebbles rolled out.
Under the radiance of the eternal flame, they showed deep and shallow, crystal clear blue. It was obvious that this bag was full of sapphires.
And the quality is quite good. Didn't you see that Cerela on one side and the dragons surrounding her had blue flashes in their eyes?
"...No, wait!" Gretel had no intention of coveting gems. He quickly performed a cleaning technique, threw all the sapphires back into the bag, and then tied the bag tightly:
"I've been too busy recently! I have to finish Huaska's project first - it will probably take about a year - and then analyze your chromosomes, as well as the chromosome points of the genera in your territory, and compare them with each other. Contrast.”
He sped up as the blue-haired elf looked increasingly impatient:
"Give me two years! Two years! In two years, I can probably transform your Celia - you don't want to use Vaska's blood to transform the Celia you like, right?"
The blue-haired elf grunted and took two steps back. Grete listened as if he was saying, "You can't afford to wait even two years." He breathed a sigh of relief and slowed down his voice:
"Also, this is just the reward for my own spell casting. As for the reward for using the energy of Vaskar Dragon Nest, you can talk to him - I probably won't leave here in the short term."
"Yes! He won't run around!"
Serila took a step forward, took Gretel's right hand, and looked around with her face raised. The blue-haired elf muttered a few words under his breath, but did not refute. In front of him, another female elf with dark green hair said softly:
"Mage Nordmark, it is said that you have special skills that can help infertile dragons get pregnant smoothly?"
me……
How did things spread like this? !
"Have you spoken to Elder Batista?"
"We've talked about it. To be honest, I have a daughter. She and her husband have been married for more than a hundred years and have never been able to get pregnant. If you have time, can you provide them with some help?"
Grete felt bad all over. Can I say no? Ah, can I say no?
I am not an expert on dragon infertility…
"This topic is quite difficult. Elder Batista mentioned it to me before, but my ability is really insufficient. Perhaps you can consult the elder directly?"
"The elders said that you just need to do more research. We can do our best to provide any research materials you need. I just ask you to help..."
well……
Infertility is really a headache. Grete wanted to say "I really can't do it," but thinking about the infertile couples in the previous life who could go to any temple and were willing to try any folk remedies, she could understand the mood of the green-haired elf.
He tentatively said:
"Then...please be patient? Wait until I finish the project at hand and do some preliminary research?"
"..." The green-haired female elf, who didn't know whether it was a green dragon, an emerald dragon, or some kind of dragon, sighed. The only thing Grete was lucky about was that the dragons had a long life and could afford to wait.
If you were a human being, if you told him, "Let me study this for three to five years," by the time the research was completed, both the couple would be almost unable to have children...
"Mage Nordmark, these are all things we can afford." Another elf with wheat-colored skin took a step forward and said in a loud voice:
"If you can give the dragon blood scroll attribute the power of the dragon, can you specifically enhance the power of the dragon? If you can do that, can you take a look at my child?
——My child is about to end the baby dragon stage. If he cannot adjust at this stage, it will be more difficult later..."
No, you want me to rewrite my certificate, you want me to be an infertility doctor, and you want me to be a pediatrician?
My schedule is full!
