Dragon Clan: Force me to be reborn and slay dragons

Chapter 381 Something for
Fenrir's exposed length outside the rock face is nearly forty meters, and its massive body, when it lies there, resembles a small black mountain.

Yet this prehistoric beast was easily subdued by a human boy who had just grown to 1.8 meters tall.

The sharp, giant claw at the tip of the black wing was held firmly in Lu Mingfei's hand, unable to be pulled away, as if an ant were trying to shake a giant tree.

"Hoo ho ho—" An electric-like tingling sensation traveled from the back of Fenrir's head all the way down his spine, as if his back was covered with therapeutic electrode pads. Feeling comfortable, he couldn't help but squint his golden eyes and let out a pleasant hum.

His massive body swayed gently, and as he trembled, debris fell from the top of the mine, raising another cloud of dust.

However, this comfort did not last long. The heat abruptly stopped as it spread to the gradually petrifying vertebrae in the lower half of the body.

There was no miracle of flesh growing from dead bones, nor the spectacular sight of a petrified spine separating from the rock wall.

Lu Mingfei frowned and released Fenrir's claws, confirming that this was a congenital defect of Fenrir, rather than an ordinary injury.

Just like Erii, whose bloodline was unstable from birth, if not properly controlled, she would inevitably fall into becoming a Deadpool.

Fenrir was the same; his intellectual disability prevented him from completing the full transformation into a dragon form, and his body remained in a state of "semi-petrification" for a long time without being fully awakened.

Theoretically speaking, only by consuming Xia Mi can he become the complete King of Earth and Mountains, shedding his childlike low intelligence and gaining both extraordinary wisdom and power.

"That felt so good. Are you a technician?" Fenrir reluctantly withdrew its claws, its massive head approaching Lu Mingfei. Its golden eyes sparkled with childlike innocence as it sincerely praised, "Amazing!"

He had seen massage therapists give massages to customers on TV and knew that it was a very comfortable way to relieve stress.

However, his body was so enormous, covered in tough dragon skin and hard dragon scales, that even an anti-materiel sniper rifle might not be able to make him feel pain.

Only the slaps from his "older sister" when she was angry could make him understand what the pain of a vigorous massage was.

Now, after being touched by Lu Mingfei, he instantly felt his body relax a lot, feeling warm and comfortable.

Naturally, he regarded Lu Mingfei as the world's best masseur.

“I’m not a technician.” Lu Mingfei shook his head and looked back, meeting Xia Mi’s dim gaze.

The expectation in the girl's eyes was like a flame that had been extinguished, leaving only a faint sense of loss and melancholy.

"The situation is more complicated than we thought."

Constantine and Old Tang also noticed Fenrir's mutilated body at this moment, and both of them couldn't help but widen their eyes, not understanding why Fenrir, who had only been mentally challenged before, had fallen to such a state.

"This isn't right. Was he attacked during the incubation process?" Old Tang frowned as he looked at the semi-petrified spine connecting the flesh and blood body to the stone wall, beginning to suspect that this was also Odin's doing.

Xia Mi sighed softly, stroking Fenrir's head, which had straightened again, her eyes flashing with deep guilt and regret:
"It was my fault. I thought he wouldn't wake up so quickly, so I stayed in the south."

When he woke up and couldn't find me, he thought I had been captured, so he desperately wanted to hatch a dragon body to save me.

But I wasn't there; he simply couldn't complete his dragon transformation on his own.

Silence fell over the mine for a moment, broken only by the sound of falling rocks.

Fenrir was a good brother. When he woke up, he found that his sister was missing. In his panic, he did not find the message she left behind. He thought that the crisis of being besieged by half-bloods hundreds of years ago was repeating itself. Worried that his sister was in danger, he did everything he could to hatch a dragon body to go out and save her.

When Xia Mi realized something was wrong and rushed back to Nibelungen, the situation was already beyond saving, and Fenrir was completely trapped in the dark and sunless mine.

Upon hearing this, Lu Mingfei felt a sense of helplessness and could only sigh at the capricious nature of fate.

"Sister, I'm not happy."

Fenrir may not seem very bright, but he is exceptionally sensitive to Xia Mi's emotional changes.

Seeing that she was unhappy, he pulled out the potato chips he had been reluctant to eat from under his body, carefully tore open the packaging with his huge paws, and handed the chips to Xia Mi as if they were precious treasures:

"Eating delicious food makes me happy."

Despite being a majestic dragon king, he acted like a clumsy younger brother trying to please his older sister.

Everyone remained silent. Xia Mi took a deep breath, then sighed deeply. She pinched a chip from the open bag and popped it into her mouth, crunching and swallowing it before pushing the potato chip and the giant paw back.
"Alright, you can eat the rest yourself."

Upon hearing this, Fenrir did not immediately pull his hand back. Instead, he carefully observed Xia Mi and saw her smile before happily popping a potato chip into her mouth.

Potato chips, small even for humans, are even smaller for a pure-blooded dragon. A whole bag of them might not even be enough to fill a tooth gap, but he still ate them with relish, lingering each chip on his tongue for a moment before swallowing.

Everyone watched quietly, like elders watching children eat snacks during the Lunar New Year, but with a more complex feeling.

Halfway through his meal, Fenrir suddenly stopped, as if remembering something important, and solemnly handed the remaining half-bag of potato chips to Lu Mingfei:
"Hey buddy, wanna have some potato chips?"

This time, his gaze was no longer wary; his golden eyes radiated pure friendliness. Lu Mingfei suddenly felt as if he had transformed from an elder watching into a junior who could share snacks with a child.

But he didn't refuse Fenrir's offer. He reached out and pinched out two whole potato chips, without intending to share them with Old Tang and the others. He simply stuffed them into his mouth, savoring the salty and savory flavor spreading in his mouth.

Do you like eating potato chips?

Perhaps I suffered too much in the summer of my past life, which is why I crave sweets.

In this world, Fenrir is unable to go out to work and earn money to support his sister, so he can only stay at home as a NEET and falls in love with the happy life of a couch potato.

It's just that Xia Mi is worried about his osteoporosis because his lower body is too bony, so the "fat otaku happy water" associated with fat otaku happy potato did not appear here.

Fenrir couldn't nod now, and could only answer in a deep, regal voice: "Potato chips are the best thing in the world."

"What a coincidence, I also know a potato chip fanatic. I think you two will have a lot in common," Lu Mingfei said with a smile.

"Really?" Fenrir's eyes lit up instantly upon hearing this. He knew it; he wasn't alone on the potato journey!

Lu Mingfei nodded: "Yes, I'll introduce you two when I have the chance."

Meanwhile, at an altitude of 10,000 meters, on a flight from Tokyo to Beijing, a Mori Girl (a type of Japanese female fashionista) curled up in her seat suddenly shivered.

She suddenly woke up from her dream, sat up, took off her eye mask and met the questioning gazes of the long-legged and the three-nobody. The girl looked around suspiciously, and after confirming that there was no danger, she tightened the blanket around herself and lay back down.

Inside the frame, Lu Mingfei waved to Lao Tang and Constantine to start work:
"You two come over here and see if you have any solutions."

He does possess great strength, but when it comes to dragon physiology, he's really just a brute who can only rely on brute force and can't offer any truly effective solutions.

Old Tang and Constantine exchanged a knowing glance. They both had an absolutely correct answer in their hearts, but they also knew that answer would never be adopted, whether by Xia Mi, Lu Mingfei, or this foolish Fenrir.

Old Tang looked at Xia Mi: "What would happen if we separated his body from the rock wall?"

“It can’t get any worse.” Xia Mi stroked Fenrir like she was petting a kitten, a complex emotion flashing in her eyes. Fenrir was actually fully capable of breaking free from the mountain wall’s restraints. As the king of the earth and mountains, it could make the entire mountain range tremble with a single thought.

Xia Mi could also use the power of words she had mastered to completely separate her brother's half of his body, which had become one with the rock wall, like the most precise surgeon.

But what's the point?
This Nibelungen was like an elaborately designed prison. The intricate tunnels were far too narrow for Fenrir's massive frame.

Rather than letting him drag his half-crippled body through the mine, crouching at the tunnel entrance to spy on the hustle and bustle of the human world, yearning for the unattainable freedom.

It would be better to let him accept the fact that he cannot move from the beginning and live a carefree and worry-free life as a shut-in.

At least this way, he can still retain that innocent joy.

And then, we wait for that day to come...

Perhaps she will succeed and allow him to complete his final evolution.

Perhaps she will fail and have to end his suffering herself.
But in either case, it would be a relief for Fenrir.

It can't get any worse than it is now.

Old Tang inherited Norton's memories and understood her meaning.

When the Black King created the four elemental monarchs, he divided them into twins of power and strength. Each had its own flaws, and only by consuming each other could they become a complete king.

However, compared to the Dragon King who holds power, the Dragon King who holds force has a fatal flaw: he is almost unable to resist.

They are born to be food for those in power, and once they have nowhere else to go, their strength will be devoured by power.

If Norton hadn't prepared his eggs before Liu Xiu's campaign against Gongsun Shu, he might have actually devoured Constantine, becoming the true King of Bronze and Fire, and rewriting Chinese history.

If Xia Mi's plan fails and she fails to seize the blood and bones of the other dragon kings from Kassel College, she will only have two choices: either wait to die with Fenrir, or devour them and transform them into the goddess of death, Hela.

But given Jormungandr's nature, he would never sit idly by and wait for his doom, so his final fate was already sealed.

Constantine watched the brother and sister quietly. If it were the Jormungandr of the past, he would have no doubt that she would have devoured Fenrir.

But now, he wasn't sure.

In just two days, Jormungandr had changed his impression of him drastically.

Sometimes she seems to be that shrewd and cunning Dragon King, her eyes flashing with cold calculation. Other times she transforms back into the mischievous human girl Xia Mi, her smile so bright it could melt ice and snow.

He couldn't tell if Jormungandr's acting was too superb or if she was truly too immersed in the role. He only knew that the world had changed drastically after he woke up, and everyone except him and Fenrir had changed.

It became both familiar and strange.

In his memory, Constantine had begged his brother to devour him countless times, but Norton never agreed, always saying to wait until the last moment to make a decision.

Now, Constantine was absolutely certain that even if Ragnarok descended and the Black Emperor swept the world with a wave of destruction, his brother would never devour him.

He would only stand in front of me, urging me to escape as quickly as possible, to get as far away as possible.

"If it didn't hatch into a complete dragon body, does that also mean Fenrir can't transform into human form?" Lu Mingfei stared at the petrified spine that had merged into the stone wall, his fingers rubbing his chin.

Xia Mi shook her head: "He's been stuck here for too long and has become accustomed to this state. It's difficult for him to make any changes."

Generally, pure-blooded dragons, once hatched, will not revert to human form. Only the dragon body can better enslave humans and make them worship the gods.

But Fenrir's situation is more unique. It's not that he doesn't want to change, but that he can't change.

With Xia Mi's help, I could transform into a human or a dragon.

But now they're stuck here. Even Xia Mi has never experienced such a difficult situation before, and she can't find a way to solve it completely. She can only leave it in this limbo.

Lu Mingfei knew he was asking a pointless question. If Fenrir could be turned into a human, Xia Mi would have taken him out long ago. Why keep him in this dark and gloomy place as a house dragon?

Old Tang and Constantine looked around, sometimes knocking on the stone wall, sometimes whispering to each other, their brows furrowing more and more.

Fenrir was completely bewildered, unaware of their intentions. He carefully covered his precious TV series and snacks with black, trying to prevent the evil Norton from stealing them.

In the end, the two brothers decided to use alchemical materials to help create a half-body that they could control freely, so that Fenrir could maintain the dignity of the Dragon King.

It's still just treating the symptoms, not the root cause.

Given Fenrir's size, if he were to leave Nibelungen and return to the mortal world, it would inevitably paralyze the underground transportation of the capital, and the whole world would know that a giant dragon is hiding beneath the capital, thus completely exposing the secrets of the dragon race!

Xia Mi sighed softly. Rather than hoping for that, she'd rather think about how to kill Odin and Leviathan, and then use the Dragon Bone Cross that sealed the Dragon King's power to feed them...

Wait a minute, thinking of the Dragon Bone Cross, Xia Mi couldn't help but turn her head to look at Lu Mingfei.

The White King's remains should be in his hands, but that is a power strong enough to rival the Black Emperor, so how could Lu Mingfei easily hand them over to Fenrir?

Moreover, given Fenrir's intellect, giving him the power of the White King would be a waste. If the White King isn't completely dead yet, he might just possess Fenrir's body and be resurrected.

Lu Mingfei had also considered this point. The blood crystal containing the power of the White King was given to Su Enxi for research when he left Japan, and it is estimated that it will return to China with her now.

However, besides the power of the White King, there is another method that can be tried, but this method is risky and even he himself is not confident.

Something for nothing!

The StarCraft super cheat code allows you to complete all upgrades at once, bringing all units to their maximum potential.

The literal meaning is to gain something without effort, to receive something with little or no effort.

If we were to deconstruct it using Chinese grammar, it would be like exchanging something precious for blank space.

Lu Mingfei has been playing StarCraft for so many years and has never used this cheat code once. On the contrary, he has seen his opponents use it when playing against others.

StarCraft requires comprehensive control and strategic thinking to truly enjoy the thrill of battle. In his understanding, while a simple line of code can upgrade a unit to the maximum level, it also erases all the joy of the game, leaving only emptiness even if you win.

So, how do I pronounce this cheat code?

He hesitated for a moment, then suddenly looked up and saw a slender figure standing in front of him, silently watching him, her golden eyes gleaming with a faint light.

"elder brother."

(End of this chapter)