Chapter 650: When in Town, Do as the Romans Do
"The soil quality here is very poor, and the orcs are not good at farming, and the food they barely grow is not enough." Zhao Mai walked along the path in the fields and walked towards the orcs who were working in the fields. The reserve grain followed him listlessly, its teleportation power being greatly suppressed here, and it could barely move a few meters. The same is true for Xiaohua. The image can only last for less than three minutes before it collapses. Moreover, most of the natural force will be consumed, making it difficult to recreate the appearance for a long time.
This is the suppression of rules in the world of Arda, and you need to get used to it slowly. The origin worlds had a lot of possibilities and adaptability, but where they are now is set up for a competition with a lot of specificity. Presumably other contestants are also in the process of adapting, right?
"It seems that everyone has dispersed. I don't know how many of them are in Mordor." Zhao Mai has adapted to Alda much better, and can even be said to be quite comfortable. He releases the force of nature, helps Xiaohua and Reserve Grain regain their physical strength, builds a bridge between the rules of the world and their physical abilities, and promotes the process of doing as the Romans do.
"Don't be anxious, take your time, go with the flow, don't deliberately fight. I'll deal with the matter in front of you first." Zhao Mai rubbed his fleshy orc face, clenched his fists, and made a purring sound in his throat. "Fortunately, I haven't forgotten the orc language of this world."
He closed his eyes and adjusted his emotions. When he opened them again, his eyes exuded majesty and ferocity. "Hey! One-eyed one, get over here!"
The orc's head was deformed, with a huge tumor extending downward from the eyebrow, covering one eye, crooking the nose, and covering half of his mouth. Its other eye had almost no room to grow, so it was small and turbid. After seeing Zhao Mai, it hesitated between running away and obediently passing by, and finally stopped in place with trembling legs.
"Which orc does this belong to?" Zhao Mai said, "Tell me where he is!"
"Gerzik Steelfist is our Captain of Ten," the one-eyed orc pointed to the west: "He is in that direction."
"Take me there." Zhao Mai kicked the one-eyed orc in the thigh: "If you don't see him over there, you will die."
The one-eyed orc nodded vigorously and limped forward to lead the way. The orcs working around looked at each other, and two of them started running with nimble legs and feet, and also ran towards the west, definitely trying to inform Gezik Steel Fist. Although the orcs burned, killed and looted, they also had their own ancient rules and culture, as well as a set of challenging rules. Although sneak attacks, assassinations, and poisoning are not prohibited, if you want to become a powerful person with real power, you can convince the orcs more by fighting openly and openly in front of everyone.
"Have you decided to start with the orcs?" Xiaohua conveyed what she wanted to say through the wind. Zhao Mai could feel her mental fatigue, so he activated his psychic powers and established a thinking link, like a WIFI hotspot, so that one person, one dog and one flower could communicate with each other. This is also quite exhausting, but Zhao Mai's physical strength... just treat it as too much money and just play with it.
This is not the first time a spiritual link has been established, and whenever this happens, Li Liang will empty his head, say nothing, and think as little as possible. Although Zhao Mai has long known that it is smart, Reserve Food still does this and behaves like a dog. Zhao Mai let it go, as long as it liked it, it didn't matter.
"Xiao Hua, it's actually the same wherever you start, humans, elves, dwarves and even halflings. But relatively speaking, the orcs who pay more attention to strength are actually more suitable for me." Zhao Mai shrugged: "Remember Duojian's analysis Well, as long as the Lord of the Rings is not destroyed, then this competition will not end. I don’t want to be exposed to the Lord of the Rings too early. After all, there are other time travelers. Let them fight for it first, and then see what the Ring does to them. What is the impact? Dorjian said that according to the records, even Ilúvatar was not able to directly destroy the Ring, which is somewhat unusual in itself."
"But... if we start from the orcs, how will the food reserves and I show up?" Xiaohua seemed to have something to say, and said in the "LAN" of the three people: "A powerful orc, accompanied by an ordinary Domestic dogs, this combination is too conspicuous in Mordor and can easily arouse suspicion, especially the suspicion of other time travellers. It would actually be more suitable if it were with humans or elves."
Zhao Mai glanced at the food reserve, and then said: "Let's do this for now. The food reserve must stay with me, and I won't drive it away. I think about it, maybe I can let Z worms on its body. It attaches and forms a ferocious outer carapace to hide it.”
Reserve Liang's ears twitched, and he suddenly bit Zhao Mai's calf, looking at him pitifully. "Okay, don't worry. It's not a big deal to change your appearance. The most important thing is that we are all together."
Reserve Liang blinked, opened his mouth, looked around, then arched his back and straightened his limbs, clenching his teeth tightly.
"What are you going to do?" Zhao Mai squatted down, put his hand on the head of the reserve, and gently stroked his soft fur. He could feel a familiar energy flowing through the dog's body from his palms, containing the majesty of the dragon and the strength of the Tarrasque.
"Is it the effect of the immortality medicine? Are you going to turn into blue burning hair like me?" Zhao Mai chuckled, then grabbed the soft skin on the back of the reserve's neck, "Since you have this idea, then I will Please help me."
He released his own power to wrap the reserve grain, helping it better demonstrate its power. The sharp canine teeth stretched out and curved downward like a saber-toothed tiger, and blue shadows of fire burned in the ferocious pupils. The skin of the food reserve has grown scales, and a large amount of hair has fallen off, and some of it has shrunk and grown stubbornly in the gaps between the scales. It has almost doubled in size, and its thick limbs are full of destructive power at a glance. It even has a pair of bladed hooks on its front paws.
The reserve raised its head, dug its paws on the ground twice, flicked its whip-like tail, and swept away all the wheat stalks beside it, and it was absolutely crazy to pull the cool bull into the sky. As if he thought this was not enough, he opened his mouth and spit it out...
A stream of incompletely burned black smoke erupted from its throat, causing it to cough. The little flower kept laughing, and Zhao Mai patted it on the back while suppressing a smile. "If you want to learn how a dragon breathes fire, then you have to adapt to the environment here! But it's good to be able to breathe smoke, at least it can obscure your vision."
The reserve spit out a few pieces of black scum of unknown composition on the ground, then touched Zhao Mai's leg with his hook and claw, and then pointed at his mouth.
"I understand. You consume a lot of energy in this form. Do you need to eat more? Hold on for a while. I'll talk about it after I defeat this Gezik Steel Fist."