The auction officially ended.
At eight o'clock the next morning, dragons from all over began to move.
All transportation routes were planned by the "Book" server, ensuring they followed fixed routes and delivered every package as efficiently as possible, rather than flying around everywhere.
"This route is great—I can deliver sixteen orders straight away!" A green dragon looked delightedly at the orders he had just claimed on the app. "Though this one seems to pass through the Fire Elemental Lord's territory."
"Why don't we switch? I rather like Zizipara. We could have him treat us to tea while passing through." Upon hearing this, a fire dragon hurriedly leaned closer.
"Zizipara?"
"That's the name I gave the Fire Elemental Lord. His real name is too hard to remember, but if you use his sound as his name, isn't it much easier? Same with the Water Elemental Lord—I call him Gurgle Gurgle Ziziz..."
"Could it be that the gurgling is actually his sound, while the ziziz is the sound you brought with you?"
"Anyway, that was the sound when I met him," the fire dragon said righteously. "Your route really is good. Are we switching or not?"
"Not a chance. Everyone knows you have terrible luck. Even if you crossed the entire continent, you'd probably only get a few orders, right?"
The green dragon cast him a wary glance and swiftly flew toward the warehouse, leaving the fire dragon behind to search for his next target.
That fellow's luck was truly awful. He had drawn a reclusive I mage living at the farthest edge of the continent, had to fly the greatest distance to deliver the most difficult package, and there were not even any other orders along the route for him to pick up!
On Dragon Island, the Great Dragon Express