There has never been fairness in the world, some people are reincarnated well, they are born with fine clothes and food, no diseases and no disasters, and they can be watched by everyone if they eat a hot dog. And some people, born deaf and dumb, were abandoned in the wild, and did not live for more than three days.

Inter-ethnic is also unfair.

The elves are very good-looking, both in terms of average intelligence and lifespan, far surpassing other races.

The kobolds, on the other hand, were born in the dark underground, living by eating dirt. Their lifespan generally does not exceed fifteen years. Those over the age of 10 are considered 'old people'.

What's worse is that their living environment is extremely difficult. They are too weak to deal with any larger animals, let alone fierce beasts, and small animals are so fast that they can't catch up.

This is the Gobi Wilderness, there are no plants, not even insects, and most of them have highly toxic 'weapons' for defense, preying on these insects, which is dangerous and has no nutrition. Pay for one's whistle.

Only those animals that are about to die of old age or die of disease can be regarded as them

Kobolds have a digestive system that is only slightly worse than that of dragons, they can live on dirt, but they can only maintain their most basic abilities, and if they swallow too much sandstone that cannot be fully digested, they will gradually die due to nutrient deficiencies.

There is no light in the cave, but kobolds have a faint real vision and can see everything around them.

It's just gray and white.

The stench here is stinking, and there is a clattering sound from time to time. It's the rubbing sound that kobolds make as they devour dirt.

A young kobold lay motionless on the ground, and suddenly it shook all over, spat out a cloud of undigested mud, and convulsed for a while, dying.

A few kobolds next to him looked at him, and then moved away the next second, looking extremely numb. They see too much of this.

Only the little kobold's mother slowly moved to the little kobold's side, touched it lightly with her hand, and let out a faint wail.

Alkin walked over and tapped lightly at the little kobold. The crimson mana mass submerged into the little kobold's body, and after a while, the little kobold seemed to become more energetic, and began to chew on the mud and sand that he had just vomited out again.

Compared to the surrounding soil, the mass of sediment stained with its gastric juice should be easier to digest.

Alkin sat limply on the ground, a little tired from using magic. But he knew better that hunger was the main cause.

If he can eat enough, let alone use magic once, it will not be a problem to use it a hundred times a day.

"It can't go on like this."

Altyn muttered to himself.

The kobold people are also divided into ethnic groups, and the white-skinned sharp-toothed tribe to which he belongs, because the land they occupy is not good, and the energy contained in the soil is too little, even if the clansmen eat desperately, they cannot satisfy their own energy.

And many times the more you eat, the more you lose, and the energy you get is not enough for the energy you need for eating and digestion.

Altyn took out a piece of jerky that he treasured.

The smell of meat immediately brought back the kobolds around them, but when they saw that it was Altyn, they held back their hunger and continued to eat the dirt on the ground or walls.

Swallowing the jerky into his stomach, the kobold had a strong digestive ability, and soon Alkin felt that his body had some strength.

He climbed up the low passage of the cavern, digging through the specially sealed layer of earth with his strong forelimbs, and after about half an hour, he came out of the ground, looked around cautiously, and after there were no enemies in the desolate red earth, he crawled out of it, and then sealed the mouth of the cave with earth.

It was noon, and the sun was frighteningly strong.

Layers of air drifted towards the red earth that was almost desertifying, and the horizon in the distance was constantly twisting faintly.

Nice weather! Altyn looked at the red sun in the sky.

Although they are called kobolds, they are essentially a type of lizard, and the hot temperatures have many positive benefits for them.

For example, faster blood flow leads to more agile speed and faster thinking, and of course, it also makes the body use up energy faster.

In this red land, which has almost become a desert, there are almost no plants to be seen, and the occasional ones are also poisonous. Even with the digestive power of kobolds, they can't eat indiscriminately.

Altyn moved himself farther away from the entrance to the lair, and then collapsed on the hot gravel floor, pretending to be dead.

Occasionally, black dots flew through the sky, and Altyn knew that those were vultures, feeding exclusively on carrion.

These vultures are its target villages.

At this time, Algin's body was full of rancid smell, part of which had been contaminated with metabolites excreted everywhere by the clansmen after staying in the cave for too long, and partly the smell of the corpses of the clansmen had stuck to its body.

Those who die of illness and old age will not be buried, but will slowly enter the wombs of other tribes.

In times of extreme food scarcity, the corpses of any tribe are an important source of food to ensure that other tribes can live for a longer period of time.

The corpses of the clansmen eat very slowly, and it doesn't matter if they rot, the kobolds' powerful digestive system can beat any spoiled food.

Yesterday one of the corpses of the tribesmen was eaten, but the stench of decay still lingered in the cave.

I didn't know the smell of the abalone room for a long time, and Altyn himself couldn't smell the smell of rotting corpses for the time being.

But it believed that the vultures in the air could smell it.

Lying in the sun for almost half an hour, the two vultures flew lower and lower. Altyn heard the fluttering of their wings, and his slightly narrowed eyes saw them.

It lowers the pressure of the breath and tries to control the heartbeat and the flow of breath as much as possible.

The two vultures flew lower and lower, and they could smell the strong stench of corpses on Altyn's body, but their survival instincts, as well as their experience, made them cautious.

They hovered above Altyn for at least ten minutes, and after making sure that the creature below would not move, they finally flew down.

The moment they landed next to Altyn's side, Altyn's whole body suddenly bounced, his claws stretched out, grabbed the necks of the two vultures, and twisted them hard, and suddenly the two vultures fluttered for a while, and then became dead birds.

Having caught two prey, Alkin should have been happy, but he cursed a damn curse.

It turned out that a vulture was struggling just now, and when it pecked it, a small blood hole appeared in its left hand, and the blood was slowly gushing out.

It immediately licked its own blood clean, while temporarily sealing the wound with its saliva. Then he grabbed the two dead birds and ran to the nest.

When it came to the mouth of the cave, it looked around, and immediately opened the hole, first threw two birds into it, and then jumped into the hole itself, and then sealed the hole, and made it two or three layers thicker.

Not long after it sealed the entrance of the cave, a nine-meter-long silver-scaled python sniffed the faint smell of blood all the way to the mouth of the cave. After trying for a while and finding that he couldn't get into the cave, he coiled up nearby and waited silently.

Altyn had his ears on the ground and heard the serpent as it moved. It opened its mouth silently, then sat down.

After sucking a few mouthfuls of blood on the neck of a vulture and feeling more energy in his body, Alkin carried two dead birds about the size of his body back to the cave at the bottom.

Throw two birds into the people.

More than a hundred kobolds surrounded the two dead birds, but none of them stepped forward to snatch food.

After a while, several small kobolds and old kobolds came out of the group. They drank the blood from the dead birds, ate some of the meat, and then withdrew.

Then the two birds were divided into more than a hundred, each broken as much as a little finger.

Two bird's heads were placed in front of Alkin.

The other kobolds ate meat the size of their little thumbs into their stomachs.

Altyn slowly crushed the two bird's heads and swallowed them into his stomach.

It's delicious!

Watching the tribesmen disperse, those who slept slept and those who ate the soil ate the soil. The words flashed through Algin's head again.

It can't go on like this.

Kobolds can eat dirt, and if they stay in caves and don't go out, they can live for a long time. Altyn drank some bird blood and ate two more birds' heads, which was the most food he had eaten in the past six months.

He then fell asleep and slept for more than ten days.

The silver python outside the cave has left.

When it got up, it felt as if its body was a little bigger. But it didn't care about it, and instead summoned an old kobold to its face.

"Aurora, I'm going to leave my people for a while."

"Why, Chief." The old kobold was shocked, it was the second clansman in the group besides Aurora who could think and speak normally: "Are you going to abandon us?" Without your leadership and constraints, we would not have survived for two years. ”

"I'm going out to find a new habitat for my people, or a new owner." Altyn said lightly: "I will come back in a year at most, and if I don't come back when the time comes, it means that I am dead outside." ”

"Chief, we can survive here, and we don't have to go out and take risks."

"Five years ago, there were more than 300 people in our clan, but now there are only more than 100."

The old kobold looked dazed. How is it possible for a kobold who doesn't even know even the word and has spent almost all his life in a cave to know what the concept of 'year' is.

"Anyway, I'll be back." Altyn grinned.

On the third day, he disappeared from the cave without a sound.

Along the way, it used its weak fire breath to catch some prey, slowly walked out of the red earth, and persistently walked in the direction of the setting sun.

Across the steppes, through treacherous forests, across wide rivers. Although it was almost killed by the beast several times, it also grew stronger, catching more and more prey, eating more and more, and growing in size.

It's at least a big circle stronger than when it first came out.

Its flame breath also increases dramatically, turning everything within six meters into ash and rocks into magma.

Such a self should be very strong and powerful.

Altyn was a little inflated.

Then it saw a cobblestone avenue, very beautiful slate slabs.

Is this the path of humanity?

Alkin came to this judgment based on the inherited knowledge in his mind.

Why don't you find a powerful human to fight and test your strength?

It remembers that more than two hundred years ago, the kobolds were expelled to the red earth by humans.

Just as he was thinking this, the sound of horses' hooves could be heard in the distance. A young man in armor rode his horse.

He wore a long sword around his waist and a square-shaped shield with the symbol of a fiery phoenix in his left hand. When he got closer, the young man spotted Altyn.

A pair of blue eyes looked over.

Then Alkin's body was 'frozen'. It felt every cell in its body tremble, it was in fear, and it wanted to scramble to escape from this place.

But because it is so frightened, it can't control its body. I can only stand 'quietly' in place.

Compared to this human being, those fierce beasts and demonic beasts are as weak as newborn babies. Altyn even had the illusion that behind the human in front of him, there was a giant blue bird-shaped phantom.

Fortunately, the young man looked it up and down for a moment, and then rode away.

When the sound of the horse's hooves was gone, control was finally returned to Altyn. Driven by fear, it instinctively scurried around, and it just wanted to escape from that terrible human man.

After running for a day and a night, its sanity came back a little, and it was about to see what was going on around it, only to find that it was surrounded by humans.

Then a lasso tied it.

This kind of lasso can break free with a little force, and there are not many humans around it, and it looks weak. But it didn't dare to move, for fear that killing humans casually would attract the terrible human youth just now.

"Let me see, what I've caught, a kobold." The tall human man looked at it with some surprise: "I heard that it seems that I haven't seen kobolds enter the human world at will for more than a hundred years, but what's going on?" Lost? ”

The inexplicable inheritance of knowledge in its mind allowed it to understand what humans were saying, but its mind was now in a state of confusion and could not react at all.

"Send it to Wokkin City and see if anyone wants it. The priests of Wojin City like to collect strange things. ”

Although Alkin could now break the rope and escape, for some reason, he sat down quietly.

In fact, it proved that it was the right decision.

Although humans did not give it freedom and kept it in a small cage, they gave it a black bread to eat at regular intervals every day along the way.

This is the food that Altyn has ever eaten, most like 'food'.

The first time it tasted bread, it almost cried.

The cage was placed on the cart and walked leisurely for five days. Then come to a huge city wall.

A huge black dragon's head skull hangs on the city wall.

Altyn held his head in the cage, and Hoho shivered.

Humans are terrible, terrible. They even dared to kill the owner of the black dragon, and hung its head as a trophy.