Hungry dragon cubs come to the door

The first thing Yu Yan woke up was not his brain, but a piece of skin on his arm.

Itchy and crispy, very slight pressure, and a little cold.

He opened his eyes, looked elbow first, and saw a thin, black tail.

Obediently wrapped his arms around him, like a child coquettishly wanting to be hugged.

Yu Yan's first reaction was not where this tail came from, but...he first thought of Ah Hou.

The most habitual action of that big guy is to roll his tail and hug him like a small toy—or tie him by his side.

He is a human being through and through. He has never had a tail before, and he will never grow one. I don’t know how much function this extra organ has and how much emotion it can express for animals with tails. I’m not sure if it is All animals with tails are the same.

Where is that guy now?

Yu Yan's thoughts came from memory to reality, seeing clearly the owner of the tail.

It's the complete opposite of the gigantic Ahou. It's quite a miniature milk dragon.

She didn't have any precautions at all, she slept on her back, her dragon wings spread out, and her belly rose and fell with her breathing.

In fact, Yu Yan also doubted whether this little guy who said "you don't remember me after we parted" has anything to do with Ah Hou.

But he didn't want to believe that the big guy who took care of himself, protected himself, and got along with him for two months was the same species as the rumored evil dragon.

He would rather Ahou be a new species of super-large pangolin that has not been discovered.

As for the little thing in front of him, if he had to have more contact with it, if he had a choice, he also hoped that it would not have anything to do with the real Farami.

Although they are quite edible.

Yu Yan moved, trying to pull his arm out of the shackles.

Unexpectedly, when he moved, the dragon's tail became even tighter, and the little dragon cub was still humming dissatisfied in his sleep.

Like a little piggy.

Yu Yan thought.

Instead of trying to move, he realized another thing—he no longer had a headache, his body temperature returned to normal, and he seemed to have recovered from his illness when he woke up.

Did the medicine work, or did his physique overwhelm him again?

He touched his chest, which seemed to be filled with a completely different ease and strength than before.

This is a little strange.

It is said that sickness comes like a mountain, and sickness goes like a silk thread. Even if the fever subsides, it will only return to the level before the illness.

How could it be more comfortable than usual?

Another weird thing was that he felt something deep in his brain sleeping peacefully.

It's not sleepiness, but... There is a kind of independent consciousness that exists in his mind.

And, the "master" of this consciousness is sleeping.

This is a bit outrageous.

Looking around the room, there's no way there's a second sleeping guy besides the carbon blob.

It's impossible for him to have some kind of connection like a soul link with a dragon before, right?

According to cosmic biology, this kind of thing that can produce cross-race telepathy does exist, but it requires that the level of telepathy of both parties must be above M, or at least one of them must be H.

Both humans and dragons are L, which is impossible.

After such a firm denial, the delicate feeling of fluffy, as if a seed was about to break out of the ground, disappeared again.

I guess he was still sleepy.

Yu Yan glanced at the light screen on the wall, it was past six o'clock.

The group fighting training will start at seven o'clock, and he must be there before seven o'clock.

Now he didn't care that the milk dragon was still sleeping, he got up directly with the dragon and others, and went to wash up.

Weight-bearing training is commonplace for Yu Yan, so it is not difficult to brush his teeth and wash his face with a dense dragon cub hanging on his arm.

The problem is, this guy is hanging upside down on his arm like a bat, with his head pointing down, how can he still be sound asleep!

He picked up some food from the duplicator, and was walking towards the dining table with the plate, when he heard a small voice who had just woken up and asked childishly, "What are you doing?"

Yu Yan lowered his head, Farami was still hanging upside down, did not change his posture, rubbed his eyes, and moved his nose: "It smells so good..."

Food is an alarm clock that works better than anything else, and Farami suddenly woke up: "Hey, hey, why don't you call me when you eat!"

Yu Yan thought that you didn't wake up for a long time just now, how could you think that you can activate the summoning if you have something to eat.

The dragon cub stood upright like a carp, jumped up from the air, and stood on Yu Yan's arm like a... uh, eagle.

Yu Yan's arm was a little sore, so he took it off and put it on the table: "This is for you, I'll get some more."

The bag he gave Farami yesterday was still on its neck, and he didn't even want to take it off to sleep.

The dragon tail nimbly removed the small spoon in the pocket without any help from humans.

The food made by the duplicator is far from delicious, but more convenient, fast and efficient.

But when Yu Yan came back with another plate, the table was already empty.

Farami stared at the plate he had taken again, his eyes burning.

Yu Yan: "...Aren't you full yet?"

Farami nodded and shook his head: "No."

Actions and language are inconsistent.

Yu Yan had no choice but to put down the plate and go back to get it again.

This time he was careful, he ate a few mouthfuls casually, and brought over two more plates.

The little milk dragon swept up all the food in a turbulent posture, but felt that it was not enough, so he ate the plate.

Crunchy.

Yu Yan helped his forehead.

Is it really not mouth-watering after eating this stuff?

The dragon cub's belly quickly swelled into a ball, and he lay on the table: "Not bad."

Yu Yan looked at the empty table, this guy even washed the dishes after eating.

He walked over and looked down at the satiated carbon ball: "I'm going out later, you wait for me at home."

After hearing this, Farami immediately flew up from the table: "I want to go too!"

"You can't go."

"why?"

"Because no dragons are allowed here. Are you a dragon?"

"Of course I am~!"

"Then you can't go."

"QAQ!"

The little milk dragon doesn't know what else to do, so he is definitely good at pretending to be pitiful.

Yu Yan knew it was an act, but his heart softened.

Yu Yan pinched its face, the place without scales was actually soft: "Be obedient, I'll come back...bring you something delicious."

How could the dragon cub resist this kind of temptation: "What's delicious?"

The human being perfunctory said: "You have never seen such delicious food."

The dragon cub begrudgingly believed him.

Yu Yan changed into his uniform in front of the full-length mirror. It was army green, the same color as the forest, and it was tailored to fit him well. It made his waist thin and his legs long, and he was neatly dressed.

After putting on the military cap, the shadows swept over the bridge of the nose and jaw, covering his usually unconvincing softness and thinness, showing a heroic appearance.

Farami flew around to his left and right, sticking to his back and sniffing, looking more satiated than eating just now.

"You smell so fragrant..." the dragon cub was engrossed.

Yu Yan raised his hand in doubt, and sniffed the cuff.

Probably the smell of laundry detergent.

The little milk dragon reluctantly bids farewell to humans.

"Remember to come back, don't get lost."

Yu Yan: "?"

Did you say goodbye to someone like this?

The officer's window glass is specially made, one-way anti-peeping, only the outside can be seen from the inside, and the inside cannot be seen from the outside.That way he could rest assured that even if Farami looked outside, he wouldn't be seen.

Yu Yan walked out for a while, then turned back.

The dragon cub didn't know the characteristics of glass, and thought it was because human beings were worried about themselves, or changed their minds, and were ready to take themselves with them, so they posted it excitedly.

I saw the two-legged beast with a blank face, cruelly fastening the window from the outside, and locking it with a code.

Farami: "..."

Do you want to go too far!

Yu Yan is an officer who distinguishes between rewards and punishments, after a period of rectification, if nothing else, at least no one is late anymore.

At seven o'clock, more than 300 people, except for the forest rangers and patrols, and some people who were "borrowed" by the residents of Noah to help, all arrived.

Yu Yan glanced at everyone and nodded: "Then divide into two groups, group A is comprehensive hand-to-hand combat, and group B is weapon fighting."

Simply put, the imperial garrison on each companion star has only two missions, one is to protect the local residents, and the other is to fight against foreign invaders.

In many cases these two are the same.

But Noah is different.

In the eyes of outsiders, here is barren and desolate, there is nothing to occupy for oneself, and there are almost no enemies from outside;

However, the environment of the planet itself is complex and diverse, and human beings gather closer to the forest, and most of the challenges they face come from various large and vicious animals in the forest.

The forest is densely wooded, the terrain is tortuous, and large warships cannot enter it. Even the spaceships that usually patrol are equipped with detection functions rather than armed forces.

In other words, if something happens, the large weapons cannot be used, and the soldiers still have to use them.

That's why Yu Yan chose to make fighting the top priority of the garrison training mission.

Fighting is actually a very fine art, unlike the brutal fighting that most people imagine.

It's not that whoever is tall, strong and strong can gain the upper hand. If he wants to win in a fight, it is more important to learn to control "force" and master good knowledge of human biology.

Even Huang Yangmin went to train Ah Lan and a few young recruits today. Yu Yan stood alone on the stage, watched for a while, and decided to come from the crowd and go to the crowd.

Group B used a variety of equipment, including knives, guns and sticks.

Yu Yan soon discovered that the one holding the short silver stick and the most ruthless striker was none other than the old hammer who had come to provoke him with the ruffian that day.

After that cross-country race, as the only winner, he indeed had an overwhelming advantage in survival skills in the wild.

This group of people no longer said anything publicly, but Yu Yan knew that they were still not convinced of him in their hearts.

It doesn't matter, Yu Yan thought optimistically, this is also a good thing.

If you look forward to yourself from the beginning, you will have no ambition.

Seeing him, Old Hammer made a gesture to make the person on the other side stop.

Not knowing what kind of prestige he has among the soldiers, the opponent even glanced back at the officer, smiled inexplicably, and stepped aside.

Old Hammer twirled the short stick in his hand and made an inviting gesture: "Commander, please enlighten me."

Yu Yan didn't speak, and directly took the short stick from the hand of the person next to him.

Old Hammer made a good posture, and attacked directly without waiting for a consensus on the order.

After Yu Yan raised his arm to block the blow, the old hammer snorted and quickly hit his face!

Yu Yan defended with a backhand, the contact of the two sticks made his arms go numb.

He immediately realized that the stick of the old hammer was not wooden, but metal.

The lethality of different materials is very different, and the opponent's strength is by no means as simple as an ordinary sparring.

It seemed that he was going to change to a different coping method.

Beads of sweat dripped down his chin, hitting the grass tips on the ground in a small arc and bouncing off, soaking into the soil.

……

Where he can't see, there is a little dragon that is not idle.

Farami used both the claws and the tail, and brought all the boxes in Yuyan's room to the window, stacking them on top of each other.

After climbing up, it was still not high enough, barely standing on tiptoe, pawing at the window sill.

The milk dragon just kept this uncomfortable posture, lying on the window, fascinated by it.

Its eyesight is quite good, even though the training ground is a long distance away, it can still find its Twolegs at a glance, fighting with another person.

what are they doing

do not know.

However, its two-legged beast moves freely and smoothly, like a green butterfly dancing around, transforming the murderous intent into a unique poetic flavor with ease.

Be careful!

Whoa!Another blow was blocked!

left!

Got it!

Beat him beat him!

handsome.

The milk dragon's current mood is similar to that of a human watching a live game.

It thought proudly that it was worthy of being the human being it favored.

How about saying that I have good eyesight.

The dragon cub looked at it and suddenly felt that something was wrong.

There seemed to be a red light in my heart that suddenly lit up, screaming the alarm, which indicated that danger was coming.

Its intuition is very accurate, relying on this to avoid many fatal crises.

Is anyone going to sneak up on me?

The milk dragon raised its horns and spread its wings in a defensive posture.

Soon it realized that the danger did not happen to itself.

The human being opposite the Two-legged beast in "Fight" has a silver stick in his hand that is not a simple stick, and there is a mystery hidden in it.

When aiming at Yu Yan's throat again, the sharp blade suddenly came out of its sheath——

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