Dragon, choose cultural victory to make money

"Once we arrive at the Drogo Cultural Memorial Hall, don't run around. Follow the teacher closely. If anyone disobeys, I will tell their parents who is not a good child."

On a bus, there were thirty children aged seven or eight, and the teacher was emphasizing the precautions for this spring outing.

Children of this age are neither as cute as they were when they were young, nor as sensible as they are when they grow up. They are at the stage where both cats and dogs dislike them.

It is very tiring to take a group of children like this on a spring outing.

The three teachers on the bus could only emphasize this over and over again.

"Do you understand everything?"

"I understand!"

"Great! You are all the best kids."

"whispering sound--"

Alia was quite disgusted with the interaction between teachers and students in the car.

How naive! She is a dragon, a real dragon. Even though she can't fly well now, she will surely grow into a king who soars into the sky in the future.

A king would not be so naive.

"Alia, look! That logo is the same color as yours!"

The kid sitting next to her clapped Alia's big paws excitedly.

"How is that possible? My color is extremely rare among dragons."

Alia has always been proud of her color.

Or in other words, at this age, it's easy to be proud of any unique thing about yourself.

She pretended to be indifferent and looked out the window. On the spacious gate of the Drogo Cultural Memorial Hall, there was a dragon head logo that shone dazzling gold in the sun, and underneath the gold was a hint of warm red.

It was the same rose gold color as her scales.

Although the color is consistent enough to be the same as that directly taken out by the color picker in the redstone image processing software.

But Alia still insisted, "It's obviously completely different."

The bus slowly stopped and all the children got off in an orderly manner.

Aaliyah flapped her wings excitedly.

She had never been interested in the spring outing organized by the school before, but this time it was different.

This time we came to visit the Drogo Cultural Memorial Hall.

A memorial hall for the red dragon she admired the most.

Drogo, once the strongest ancient dragon on the continent, was fearless and even dared to challenge the goddess of magic.

Not only is he powerful, he also established the Drogo Group, which directly triggered a revolution in technology and magic.

Ultimately, as the commander of the godslaying operation, he personally destroyed the magic goddess.

It's simply a legend among legends.

She also hopes that she can be as great when she grows up.

Unlike his father, who is also a red dragon and is also called Drogo, he just stays at home every day, studying cooking and playing games.

How could a great dragon be obsessed with such an ordinary household chore as cooking?

"Come on, everyone, gather under the monument to the godslayer heroes and take a group photo." The teacher shouted, waving a small flag.

Monument to the God-killing Heroes.

What doesn't match this domineering name is the hodgepodge appearance of the virtual character.

Some of these characters are still classics today, but most of them have been gradually forgotten and become memories of the previous generation.

Arya could only name a few of them, such as the cat named Tom, the mouse named Jerry, and the second most famous dragon after Drogo, Toothless.

On the base of the monument, there are densely packed fine lines engraved, which are said to be the names of all the people who participated in the God-killing Campaign. Because tens of millions of names cannot be carved out normally, they have become the current form that can only be seen under a microscope.

However, if you want to know all the members, you can visit the special God-killing Hero Memorial website, which contains detailed information about all the players who participated in the war that year.

That website was once very popular because some people found that it was easy to find the "dark history" of their grandparents there.

"Grandpa, you actually played Sailor Moon back then!"

A group of children lined up in front of the monument.

As always, Alia posed in what she thought was the coolest pose for a photo, with her paws across her chest and a sour face.

The villains in Shadow of Mordor all have this kind of temperament.

She thought it was super cool.

The leading teacher never forgets to insert knowledge points at any time.

“Quiz for a prize: Who invented the modern camera?”

"Yuno Stone!"

Immediately a child jumped up to answer.

Students of this age group were the most active in answering questions.

"If you answer correctly, I will reward you with a little star."

The other tourists couldn't help but laugh as they saw the child shout out Yuno Stone's name so excitedly.

When you grow older, you won't be happy to hear this name.

And the older I get, the more painful it becomes to hear Yuno.

Because the frequency of Yuno's appearance in the textbooks increases as the difficulty of the course increases.

It's okay during the basic education stage, but if you go to university and study engineering, then the "Unoh XX formula" and "Unoh XX theorem" will make this name a shadow in the hearts of countless students.

After taking the group photo, three teachers, one in front, one behind and one in the middle, guarded the group of children into the memorial hall.

As soon as you enter the main gate, you can see the most famous check-in spot in the museum.

A one-to-one statue of Drogo.

With its huge height and floor space, and its majestic figure, it is obviously just a statue, but it seems to have the oppressive feeling of the majesty of a dragon.

This is the most well-known image of Drogo today.

The statue's claws have been rubbed to a shine, and every visitor who comes to visit wants to touch Drogo's claws.

This short-lived tradition originated from a mother whose child was about to take the college entrance examination.

She believed that as the founder of Hogwarts, Drogo, if she touched his paw, her child would surely do well in the exam.

It’s a pity that I can’t touch the real Drogo, so I can only settle for the next best thing and touch the one-to-one statue of Drogo.

Miraculously, her child was admitted to Hogwarts.

In fact, there is nothing magical about the truth. The child himself came out to refute the rumor. He was originally a top student, and his admission was purely within expectations, not some magical blessing.

However, the influence of refuting a rumor is not as great as that of a rumor.

The story became more and more bizarre, and finally it changed from touching the paw of Drogo's statue to having good luck in the exam to touching the paw of Drogo's statue to having good luck.

Touching it when visiting the memorial has become the number one item in the "Ten Things You Must Do When Visiting the Zhuoge Cultural Memorial".

Aaliyah also touched it.

She wasn't doing it for good luck.

A king does not need luck, his strength is enough to overcome all misfortunes!
She simply wanted to touch the statue of the idol.

The first exhibition hall the class visited was the historical paintings exhibition hall.

The one at the top of the list is "The Fall of the Magic Goddess".

It is said that this painting is the closest to the real situation at that time, but it is not quite the same as what Alia imagined.

There was no fierce battle between Drogo and the goddess of magic. Instead, the goddess turned into flashing pixels, which gradually became fewer and fewer until they finally disappeared.

Like bubbles being blown out.

The teacher narrated the fall of the Magic Goddess.

How the gathering of faith brings negative effects, and how a large number of players work together to "starve to death" the last remaining soul of the goddess.

Arya never quite understood this.

She couldn't understand why faith would lead to this, and why the goddess would die without the players actually beating her to death.

This does not fit in with her worldview as a dragon.

There wasn't even a satisfying battle.

So she raised her paw and asked the question she wanted to know most.

However, the teacher's answer disappointed her.

"It's hard for the teacher to explain it to you now, but as long as Alia grows up and is admitted to a good university, and studies courses such as "Introduction to Faith", "Principles of the Divine Skeleton Network", and "Signals and Systems", you will be able to get the most detailed answer."

Aaliyah pouted in dissatisfaction.

She doesn't want to be admitted to some excellent university.

She wants to fight!

My ideal is to become a fighter regardless of race, a hero in the arena, and the most powerful fighter.

My mother is a teacher. She couldn't understand the lesson plans I prepared, and even felt dizzy after just a glance at them. The teacher then introduced the other paintings on display.

Alia was not interested in that at all.

She looked around, trying to find something interesting in the venue.

Suddenly, she noticed that there was a horizontal line at the entrance of an exhibition hall and a sign that read "Under adjustment, no visitors allowed."

No visitors allowed?

It was an invitation to her.

The adventurous spirit in Alia's heart was burning, and the more forbidden a place was, the more she wanted to go and see it.

It was difficult to sneak away with three teachers watching over her, but that didn't bother Alia.

She is quite experienced in how to slip away from the teacher's nose.

"This painting depicts..."

Ailia seized the opportunity, sprinted, rolled, and left the teacher's sight. She thought she had done it perfectly and was not discovered at all.

Then he rushed into the exhibition hall with a sign saying "No Visitors Allowed".

However, before she began to celebrate her success, she discovered something was different here.

She could clearly feel that there were several extremely powerful magical powers here that were far more powerful than her own, and they had already locked onto her.

Dragon's Intuition!

Danger.

Alia made an immediate judgment and prepared to run away.

But it was too late.

A tall figure stood in front of her.

Aaliyah was a little panicked. She wanted to call the teacher, but she felt that calling the teacher was a little embarrassing.

At this time, a kind voice came.

"Let her in."

Ailia looked in the direction of the voice and saw an old lady with silver hair. She looked very old, but she had an elegant temperament and was in good spirits.

"Who are you?" Alia asked curiously.

I just felt that this grandma looked familiar, but I couldn't remember where.

She doesn't have her father's amazing memory that can remember what he had for lunch a year ago.

"It's Ignis."

Grandma didn't answer Alia's question, but called her another name.

"Grandma, do you know me?"

"You've got a card around your neck."

"Yes."

Alia also remembered that in order to allow passers-by to help when children are lost, each child wears a small tag with basic information, school and parent contact information.

But she didn't realize that the small sign only wrote her Common name, Alia, and not her Dragon name, Ignis.

"Grandma, what kind of exhibition hall is this?"

After confirming that there was no danger, Alia relaxed and asked curiously.

"This hall is used to introduce the original gods. Oh, no, now they are called guides. This hall introduces the history of these guides."

"Guide?"

Alia thought about it.

"Is it one of those know-it-all question encyclopedias on the Internet?"

She also asked the guide how the magic goddess fell, but the answer she got was extremely complicated and completely incomprehensible, making her even more dizzy than her mother's lesson plans.

"Ask an encyclopedia question? That's how you view them. It's not a bad idea, but they can do much more than just an encyclopedia question. You'll know it later."

Grandma said mysteriously.

Just as Alia was about to continue asking questions, a slightly angry shout came from behind her.

"Aliya! You sneaked away again."

It was the teacher who found her.

Alia lowered her head quickly and asked, "Teacher, how did you find out that I slipped away? I was very careful."

"You're the only dragon in our class, don't you know that?"

As soon as these words were spoken, the whole exhibition hall burst into laughter.

Alia's face turned red, but luckily the scales were dark in color and could not be seen.

"I'm sorry to embarrass you, Ms. Aisha," the teacher apologized.

After this apology, Alia immediately raised her head.

"Grandma, are you Elsa Stone? The manager of Drogo Group for many years!" Arya was as excited as if she were chasing a star.

"I'm retired now and I'm just the curator of a memorial hall."

"You must be very familiar with Drogo. Can you tell me his story?"

……

In the evening, the spring outing ended.

Although Alia didn't visit many exhibition halls, she felt very satisfied with her day.

I met the legendary Elsa and heard her tell several stories about Drogo in person.

She wanted to go home quickly and tell her father about her experience today.

She was taken back to school by bus, where her mother was already waiting for her.

The mother and daughter went home together. Alia never stopped talking all the way back home.

"Dad! I saw Elsa today!"

"Who?"

Drogo popped his head out of the kitchen, wearing an apron.

"Ms. Elsa Stone, she also told several stories about Drogo. Drogo is indeed very powerful."

"Drogo is amazing, isn't dad amazing too? Do you know that making delicious food for you in different ways every day requires a lot of skills?"

"That's cooking, isn't it? It's nothing like Drogo."

Drogo's eyelids twitched.

"I am Drogo."

"You just have the same name. The real Drogo is much more powerful than you, dad!"

Drogo couldn't help it.

"No more pretending. I'm going to be honest. I am the Drogo Bengo that you admire."

"Do not believe."

"Why not believe this?"

"Drogo is older than Dad."

"The spell to change size isn't difficult."

"But Drogo married a gold dragon, and Mom is human."

When Fulin heard this, she could hardly hold back.

"Your mother is not a human being."

Although this sentence sounds like a curse, it is actually the truth. Fulin is indeed not a human being.

"You scolded your mother."

"Your mother is a golden dragon. You don't have any dragonborn characteristics. How could your mother be human?"

"Then why is mom in human form?"

"Because of Transfiguration."

"Then why doesn't Dad turn into a human form?"

"I can't Transfiguration."

Arya suddenly smiled evilly. "Ha, I knew Dad was pretending to be the great Drogo. How could Mr. Drogo not even know how to Transfiguration..."

The dinner was spent amidst the laughter and bickering of the family.

There never appeared another self-proclaimed god in Felin.

All is peace. (End of this chapter)