The tents were pitched around the campfire, with a large rock and an iron tool for sharpening horns beside it.
Draco horns were particularly distinctive, and grinding them down into Wyvern horns was no easy task.
They were actually this down-and-out... But according to the timeline, Sister Banana probably had not been born yet.
Huang Cao did not disturb these people's rest.
Although he had no intention of pushing these people onto the political stage, they would still make useful tools for winning hearts and minds. Perhaps he could even develop more varieties of Abundance Warriors.
Eden's military strength had already developed tremendously. It had High-speed Battleships and possessed a vast territory.
But it had always lacked high-quality races to serve as vessels for the power of Abundance.
Take the one hundred Abundance Warriors he had produced earlier, for example. Though each one possessed the courage to face ten thousand men, they still had flaws.
At present, they could only fight in close combat and open cans for the enemy. That was indeed powerful, but it still lacked a certain something.
Now that they had strength, he could add a little individuality on that foundation.
Huang Cao was also preparing to establish army groups, with each one specializing in a particular aspect of warfare.
For example, these Dracos could specialize in demolition. If that did not work, they could serve as battlefield atmosphere makers—throwing fireballs around to blow things up would work too.
"I wonder if Sister Banana and Weed Grass's ancestors are among these people."
After observing them, Huang Cao floated in the air and looked at the tents. The people inside were all sleeping peacefully.
After all, this was The Speaker's territory. The only people currently living here were Talarians and Sarkaz.
There was no discrimination, and with