Survival

"Roar!"

Roar your balls!

Baihe roared silently, raised his claws, and slapped the idiot next to him into the snow next to him, feeling depressed.

It was not easy to be a dragon on this glacier without a single hair, and he had to pick up a burden.

The little guy who was hit by a claw covered his head with grievance and squatted in a defensive posture. Compared with the strong and fat Baihe, its body size is only one-third of Baihe's. If the special body shape of Baihe is the specification of a great white bear dog, the normal breed of white dragon dragon is also at the level of a German shepherd, and this "defective product" that was also abandoned by the mother dragon Angdalamo seems to be a little too thin to be called a husky.

What's more pitfall is that this guy's IQ seems to be comparable to that of a husky. Baihe wanted to get a helper, but he didn't expect that this guy was of no use at all, and he was the first to grab food.

Baihe silently gave him a name, Erha.

Looking at the reindeer on the glacier that was scared away by Erha's roar, Baihe sighed. It seemed that the idea of ​​eating a fat meal was no longer realistic. Thinking of the dinner, he might have to dig ice worm holes again, and Datou would have to feed this Erha, Baihe felt a deep pain in his anus.

It was not that he didn't want to eat more, but his blocked throat forced him to suck some animal blood and body fluids. It was not easy to fill his stomach.

It was hard to live.

Erha roared, as if responding to Baihe, but was hit by claws again.

It cried a few times with grievance, and its expression was full of grievance.

Baihe exhaled, and suddenly found that his depressed mood had improved a little. He looked at the aggrieved Erha and suddenly felt that it was not bad to keep this sandbag.

...

Barren, desolate, strict, and cold.

This is the Great Glacier.

Braving the biting icy wind, climbing up and down the icebergs and deep valleys, the sharp claws and crystal scales of the white dragon help them like invisible ghosts, and Baihe quickly adapted to this ability.

Give a geek a strong physique, and he will definitely be able to run 10,000 meters, but never expect a geek to exercise a strong physique in order to run 10,000 meters.

As a geek who has lived a semi-transparent life in a cultural and museum institution since graduating from college, Baihe now has a deeper understanding of the above complaints, especially when he has to use his body for primitive labor in order to survive.

Baihe now has to admit that he is a relatively lucky guy. Although he doesn't know whether the dice will fall at 20 points, as a dragon, he undoubtedly has a natural advantage in surviving in the wild.

The natural terrifying face makes weak creatures such as rabbits give up resistance as soon as they see it. The sharp claws allow it to move up and down the steep ice wall quickly, and it is also a sharp blade.

Although it is not familiar with flying with wings, its gradually proficient short-distance leaping and gliding abilities often help it to cross difficult terrain.

As for the solid scales, they are Baihe's strong capital to face all beasts of similar size.

With these capitals, it is a joke to call the white dragon in the dragon stage the tyrant of the ice field. However, as the future tyrant of the ice field, if it is determined to keep its tail between its legs and forage for food to survive, it will not be a problem to save its life and get enough food.

In less than ten days, Baihe was familiar with everything about the beasts. Although the warm blood containing salt and the body fluids of the snowworms could not completely fill its stomach, they were enough to make up for its physical strength.

Of course, except for Baihe, a second-hand white dragon with an average IQ, it would be difficult for a white dragon with an average IQ to be as well-nourished as Baihe on the ice field without the protection of an adult dragon.

Gradually, Erha also came in handy in hunting - at least it was no longer a drag on the team that only ate and did nothing.

The failed dragon lost the possibility of becoming a wise real dragon. It was not the evil nature of the five-color dragon clan that dominated it, but the instinct of the beast.

Baihe also discovered this very quickly during the contact, so he simply and roughly used the dog training method to educate this poor creature. The instinct of the group beast made Erha unconditionally obey Baihe-at least when it was not strong enough to challenge Baihe's authority.

On this day, Erha was lying on the ice with blood plasma on his body, pretending to be dead, and successfully attracted the attention of an ice leopard. Just as the leopard was trying to approach Erha, Baihe jumped high from the hole in the glacier. The white dragon's natural cold immunity and swimming ability made him extremely agile. The open wings increased the height of the dive and increased the potential energy of the fall. The snow leopard growing up in the glacier obviously had never seen such a young white dragon perform such a routine sneak attack. Caught off guard, the cervical vertebra was neatly bitten into two sections.

Erha cheered and woke up from the state of pretending to be dead, bit the snow leopard's belly, and ate the meat in big mouthfuls.

Baihe quietly lay prone on the side of the snow leopard's neck, biting open the artery and sucking blood. He also pondered deeply about the key issue that caused him to be thrown out of the nest and tortured for more than ten days.

What was stuck in his throat?

If he could not feel it loose from time to time, Baihe even had a suspicion that it was really a deformity of the larynx that got stuck there?

If the truth was so... Baihe shuddered.

Vampire dragon, how stomach-wrenching is this title?

Erha, who had eaten his fill of fresh meat, fell into a deep sleep. A sense of sleepiness alerted Baihe. He realized that he was full. This was the first time he felt full since he entered this world ten days ago.

It was not the first time that Erha had fallen into deep sleep. The last time was seven or eight days ago. The two dragons dug up a nest of rabbits. The blood sucking did not feed Baihe, but Erha ate a lot. Erha slept after eating and slept for five days. After waking up, his body had grown a circle, although he still looked malnourished.

This made Baihe realize that the growth pattern of young dragons seemed to be full-sleeping-growing up. Now that his stomach was finally barely filled, this stage was about to come.

It observed the surroundings vigilantly, and suddenly noticed the howling of wolves in the distance, and its heart tightened.

On this ice field, winter wolves, even if they were alone, were existences that young dragons like it could not afford to provoke and should not provoke. Although most white dragons with limited IQ would not have this awareness, Baihe would never make such a mistake.

It dragged Erha's sleeping body like a dead pig and sank directly under the glacier. The coldness made Erha wake up in a panic. The anger quickly subsided under Baihe's cold gaze and claws, and soon disappeared under the glacier with Baihe.

After swimming for more than an hour, Baihe buried his body deep in an ice cave downstream of the glacier, falling into the first growth since the dragon was born.

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"Among the white dragons of the Great Glacier, the most ferocious and cruel one is White River Frostwing. Its innate evil and cunningness made it an outlier among the white dragons and it was expelled by its mother. To this day, no one knows the real name of this white dragon (perhaps he has called himself by that weird pronunciation, but that is not dragon language, no one knows what language it is and how to spell it). White Rivers is his self-proclaimed name, and Frostwings is his nickname. In the legends of the Great Glacier, there are still creepy rumors about this white dragon - unlike the young dragons that grow up by eating meat, it grows up by sucking blood." - "Northern Anecdotes"