Dragon Raja: Starting with Summoning Erii

[100 million popularity points: Grade A bloodline.]

Xia Mu blinked.

'Following this logic, can my current popularity points be exchanged for an S-rank bloodline?'

[After integrating into the Dragon Clan world, the popularity calculation method changed. The popularity base for ordinary people is 0.1, while the popularity base for hybrids is 10.]

'Does that mean my current popularity score is 1000 million multiplied by 0.1, which equals one million?'

Xia Mu cursed the garbage system under his breath.

'Ordinary people really have no status in the dragon world…'

[Host's current popularity score: 0.]

When Xia Mu saw this, he almost vomited blood: 'Don't I have 1000 million popularity points?!'

[The host's current identity is Uesugi.]

The system didn't offer any further explanation, but Xia Mu understood its meaning.

The 1000 million popularity points belong to Natsuki, not Uesugi, and right now it can only be considered Karii's...

'Odin, that damned bastard!'

Xia Mu cursed under his breath.

"Xiao Mu, what's wrong?"

Genjiro seemed to notice that his expression was off and looked over with concern.

Xia Mu subconsciously shook his head, but paused when his gaze fell on Yuan Zhisheng's face, and an idea slowly took shape in his mind.

If he really does possess Erii's identity within the Snake Clan, and considering the current probing from Angers, making some capricious demands at this time seems... feasible?

"I want to sing."

He adopted Erii's conversational style, getting straight to the point without any beating around the bush.

When Yuan Zhisheng saw the words in his notebook, it was like being stimulated by a strong electric current, and his head tingled in waves.

"Wait a moment!"

He practically yelled it out, prompting Sakura in the driver's seat to glance at him in the rearview mirror.

Masamune Tachibana seemed calmer.

However, he was already staring intently at Xia Mu's mouth, and at the same time, he spoke softly in a gentle voice that wouldn't upset him:

"Xiaomu, don't sing..."

Chapter Thirteen: Steam Princess Yuan Chisheng

Seeing the tense expressions on Tachibana Masamune's and Genji's faces, Natsuki almost burst out laughing.

This is the power of the most evil spirit, or rather, the deterrent force of the Word of Judgment.

Erii is fine when she doesn't speak, but when she does, it's like hell.

And now, this has become his label, Xia Mu.

However, he was also a little troubled. How could he attract attention without speaking? He couldn't just use an electronic voice.

"I can speak now."

He wrote in his notebook.

Genjiro and Tachibana Masamune exchanged a glance, then shook their heads in unison.

"Little Mu, how about I play a game with you?"

Genji pulled out a game console from somewhere.

In his heart, he could no longer tell whether the person in front of him was his younger brother or a secret weapon of the family. He only knew that he could not lose control, absolutely not.

"I can speak now... Brother."

But the next moment, Genji felt a bang in his head, as if a piece of glass had been shattered, and the clear sound echoed in his mind.

Natsuki spoke…

Out of control? It doesn't seem so.

Genjiro and Tachibana Masamune's hearts tightened for a moment, then quickly relaxed.

Nothing happened; there was no dragon language or spellcasting.

"call…"

Genji breathed a sigh of relief, but then heard Tachibana Masamune smile gently at Natsuki: "Natsuki, you can talk now? So, you want to sing? What song do you want to sing? Genji and I both want to hear it."

Xia Mu spoke slowly, careful not to offend their sensitive nerves: "I want to sing this for many people."

Tachibana Masamune and Genjiro looked at each other, bewildered: "Many people... how many?"

"The more, the better," Xia Mu said.

Tachibana Masamune's facial muscles twitched.

Make him sing in front of a lot of people? What's the point of that? To put on a death concert?

Yuan Zhisheng shook his head repeatedly: "Xiao Mu, you should know that you can't contact outsiders. If you want to sing, isn't it enough that we're here to listen?"

Xia Mu wrote two large characters: "Not enough".

Genjiro was at a loss and turned to Tachibana Masamune for help.

Tachibana Masamune wore a helpless expression.

They could choose to forcibly detain and confine, but that would undoubtedly increase instability and have unpredictable consequences.

Therefore, most of the time the focus is on appeasement.

But now…

"No, Xiaomu."

Tachibana Masamune adopted a serious expression: "Your bloodline is unstable. Chisei and I are keeping you away from the outside world for your own good."

Xia Mu put down her notebook, gave a soft "hmm," and looked out the window again.

Today's preventative measure has been successfully administered.

Genjiro and Tachibana Masamune breathed a sigh of relief, but then felt a headache coming on.

The strategy of using anime and games to entice people for so many years is clearly starting to fail, I really don't know why I suddenly wanted to sing.

"That girl...stayed with me."

Xia Mu looked out the window and spoke, seemingly without any intention.

Genjiro looked at Tachibana Masamune, who nodded.

"it is good."

Yuan Zhisheng said.

They won't let go of any element that can stabilize Xia Mu now, especially since there are many suspicious things about that girl, and they were going to keep her here anyway.

Finally, the convoy stopped in front of the Genji Heavy Industries building.

Under heavy protection, Natsuki was sent back to the residence that originally belonged to Erii, but now belonged to him.

As you walk in, the first thing you see is that row of shrine maiden outfits.

Genji noticed his gaze and explained, "Didn't you ask me to bring the shrine maiden outfit for that girl? These are all of them."

Xia Mu then noticed several books on the table.

“The Chinese textbooks you requested,” Yuan Zhisheng said.

Xia Mu gradually deduced the changes brought about by Odin's heaven-defying power of words.

It didn't change everything in reality, but it did change everyone's memories, "reasonably" swapping his life with Erii's.

'But why didn't I lose my memory like Chu Zihang in the future?'

Natsuki walked into the inner room and saw Erii lying on the bed in the most obedient posture.

'What about her? Has she lost her memory...?'

He was a little worried.

Yuan Zhisheng noticed his gaze and immediately said, "Don't worry, she's fine and will wake up soon."

"Stop giving that girl the tranquilizers."

He went outside and instructed the medical staff, "Also, where are Xiaomu's clothes in the closet?"

The medical staff looked at him with bewilderment: "Didn't you yourself change all the male priest robes into shrine maiden robes?"

"Oh right, I took it and threw it away myself..."

Yuan Zhisheng's hand, which was rubbing his temples, suddenly stopped: "Wait, why did I throw it away...?"

The medical staff shook their heads.

“I’ve been really confused by Xiao Mu’s situation these past two days,” Yuan Zhisheng put down his hand. “Prepare another batch of priest’s robes that Xiao Mu likes, and I’ll take them in later.”

The medical staff nodded and withdrew.

When Yuan Zhisheng went in again, he saw Xia Mu sitting on the edge of the bed, staring blankly at the girl's smooth and jade-like face.

The alarm bells in his heart were rung again.

"Crack...bang!"

Yuan Zhisheng walked out the door, and the heavy door seemed to fall like a guillotine, separating the inside from the outside into two worlds.

Tachibana Masamune was waiting for him outside the door: "Is Koki alright?"

Yuan Zhisheng hesitated before speaking, "Dad, is it really okay to let Xiaomu and that girl stay in the same room? There are no security cameras in the inner room..."

“That’s what Koki wants. We’ve already refused one of his requests, and if we refuse this one too, the consequences will be unpredictable,” said Tachibana Masamune.

"but…"