I will never give in to Miss Death

"..."

I used a small broom to carefully clean the dust on the small bed, made the sheets, put some personal belongings in the room in order, and took the sundries that had been moved here in the past few days to the utility room outside. It took me about ten minutes to tidy up Yin Xiamo's unused room according to her instructions.

In daily life, if you are an ordinary person, the garbage in your home mainly comes from human metabolism, such as fallen hair, shed skin, etc. If you have a cat at home, the main garbage becomes cat hair and metabolic products from the cat.

However, because Yin Xiamo and I have very slow metabolism, there is very little garbage in the room, and our hair hardly falls out, so I can take care of it easily.

"came back!"

Ten minutes later, just as I had tidied up the room, I heard the door opening in the living room.

"Noer, come here, this is a reward for you."

Philo, wearing a hot pants and T-shirt suit and with a curious look on his face, walked into the house, and Yin Xiamo handed me a milk bottle.

"what is this?"

I took the milk jug and carefully examined the clear, white liquid filled with a strong milky aroma: "Did you make milk powder?"

Yin Xiamo was noncommittal: "Try it? It's delicious."

"You didn't put catnip in it or something?"

"There's no such thing as milk with catnip. This is pure milk."

"I believe you once."

I had just finished doing housework and was a little thirsty, so I unscrewed the cap of the bottle and took a sip.

Well...how should I put it, the taste is amazing, with a strong milky flavor, not too sweet, but very sweet and clear, very much like pure natural spring water. After drinking it, it seems that the whole person has been replenished with some kind of "vitality". The slightly tired body suddenly becomes refreshed and energetic.

"Does it taste good?"

Seeing that I drank the milk in the milk jug with great trust, Yin Xiamo pointed at Filo and said, "This is a gift from someone else's other world. It will be very helpful for the growth and development of the little kitten."

I suddenly had a bad feeling: "What did you say?"

"It's a dragon gift from Princess Filo."

The girl had an expression that said "you stupid loli".

"This is dragon milk."

"..."

……

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No. 205 [Young Dragon's Milk Pot]

In my impression, dragons are "oviparous animals" and are of the same origin as birds.

In most people's impressions, dragons, birds, and phoenixes are the same category. Even if some people think that a dragon is like a large lizard, it is also an oviparous animal because lizards also lay eggs.

Whether in film and television works or in novels, "dragon" is basically bound to the "dragon egg". More than ten years ago, there were many online novels in which the protagonist picked up a dragon egg and then became successful, started to show off and slap others in the face and reached the peak of his life. According to the current mature novel system, the "dragon egg" here is equivalent to the protagonist's "golden finger".

In most cases, oviparous animals do not have "milk". Of course, this is not always the case. For example, the platypus lays eggs and feeds its offspring with milk.

I don't know when it started, but even though no one has ever actually seen a dragon, it has become a consensus to classify this large creature from ancient mythology as egg-born. Of course, the dragon here refers to the Western dragon rather than the Eastern dragon.

The male dragon loves money like his life. He does nothing but guard his gold mountain 24 hours a day. As long as you kill the dragon, you can get the treasure in the dragon treasury. The female dragon is cruel and violent. She also does nothing but guard the dragon eggs and raise the little dragons. One adventurer after another, in order to become a dragon knight, he does not hesitate to risk his life to break into the mother dragon's cave and seize the dragon eggs.

The "Dragon King" Filo who came from another world directly destroyed the "dragon" system that I knew.

She let me know that the dragons in the other world not only lay eggs, but the mother dragons can also secrete "dragon milk" like humans. If they have learned the art of shapeshifting, they can change from the dragon's egg-laying mode to the human's live birth mode. Even if the mother dragons who often maintain human form do not have children, they will maintain a state similar to "laying eggs", which is like Filo now...

"Will there be dragon milk almost every day?"

After listening to Filo and Yin Xiamo's explanation in the living room, I couldn't help but reveal an expression that "shocked cats for a hundred years": "Then...then you are..."

“It’s not every day that there are so many.”

Philo gestured to the milk bottle in my hand: "This should be the amount accumulated for a week. A lot of it was secreted in the first few days. If it didn't... come out, the amount secreted later would be less."

I didn't know what to say for a moment.

The "milk bottle" in my hand at this moment has a capacity marked as 500 ml, which is about the same as a bottle of Coke. Judging from its appearance design, it is not the small milk bottle for infants and young children. It should be the large milk bottle that Yin Xiamo bought at a nearby grocery store for parents to make milk powder for weaned children.

Five hundred milliliters. According to Philo, this is the amount produced in about a week, and the largest amount is produced in the first few days. So, on average, it is more than one hundred milliliters per day?

How hard is it for you dragons?

"Does Philo have a child?"

I asked this question subconsciously.

"How is that possible? No, no, I don't even bother to fall in love."

The girl in front blurted out, "I'm only over 7,000 years old. Why would I want a child so early? It's too troublesome. I have to find a male dragon and cultivate the relationship for thousands of years. Then it takes hundreds of years to lay an egg and hundreds of years to hatch it. After the baby dragon comes out, I have to take care of it for hundreds of years. I get a headache just thinking about all these things."

"Of course, those old-timers in the dragon clan would love for me to lay more eggs so that they can select the strongest black dragon from them to inherit the position of Dragon King."

Then, Filo put his hands on his hips and said, "I don't like those things anyway. I would rather travel around the world with Momo."

Only over 7,000 years old? !

How many thousand years does it take to lay an egg?

Filo’s words instantly made me understand “why the number of long-lived species in the other world has not exploded”.

In my opinion, if a race can live for thousands or tens of thousands of years, and this race, like humans, has a nine-month gestation period and gives birth to a child a year, then within a few hundred years, that place will be destroyed due to the terrifying explosion in the number of long-lived species.

At that time, I was curious about how the other world balanced this issue, and I also wondered whether the people there had a low desire to have children or something like that.

But I hadn’t considered that I automatically brought in the “human” perspective when thinking about this problem.

When we humans grow up to around 20 years old, we start to think about having children. After graduating from college, we work for a year or two, and our lives become stable. After a few years of dating, we can get married and have children at 27 or 28. Then the children are born at 30. This is a relatively normal situation in today's fast-paced society, so it can be considered that a person reproduces a generation every 30 years.

Because everyone around me is like this, I naturally think that the humanoid creatures in the other world may be like this as well. Even if there is no 30 years, even if there is a generation of 300 years, the reproduction speed is fast enough for long-lived species.

However, the long-lived species such as dragons, elves, and demons, although dragons can transform, and elves and demons look similar to humans, they are definitely not the same concept as "humans".

According to Philo and Xiaomo, thousands of years really seemed like nothing to them.

It's the same perspective as rabbits and humans.

Rabbits usually reach adulthood at 6 months, and can reproduce after 6 months. Male and female rabbits can usually give birth in about a month after they get together, giving birth to a litter of baby rabbits, with five or six, or eight or nine in a litter.

If rabbits were intelligent creatures, they would probably habitually bring human time scales and outlooks on life into the rabbit group when they see humans. They would think, "Humans are mature at one year old, right?", "Even if they are not adults at one year old, they become adults at 1, so it shouldn't take nine months to give birth to a child, right?", "Humans have to give birth to seven or eight cubs at a time, right?". Why haven't humans exploded the earth after thousands of years?

The current situation is that whether it is Filo from the dragon clan or Xiaomo from the demon clan, they are all long-lived species, and it is normal for them not to fall in love or have children for thousands of years.

The situation of the brave hero and the little devil in the other world can be applied to humans and cats. A person who can live to be 100 years old and a kitten who can only live to be 10 years old live together. For the kitten, the past year is one-tenth of its life, but for humans, a year is nothing.

It only takes a year for a kitten to grow up. In a year, it can learn to drink milk, learn to walk, learn to eat by itself, learn to run, learn to hunt, learn to live independently, and finally become an adult cat that can take care of itself.

But for humans, in a year, not only will their studies not be completed, their bodies won’t even be fully developed, and they won’t even be able to speak.

This is also the main reason why Yin Xiamo said before, "She is less than 30 years old, don't talk about these things."

Because if we put it into the human perspective, a one-year-old kitten, even if it is already an adult, even if it can live independently and has reached the age to raise offspring... just like me now, there is nothing wrong with my body, I can be independent, I will run home to hide from the rain when it rains, and I will cook for myself when I am hungry, but in the eyes of its owner, such a one-year-old kitten is still a child.

The owner will think that his kitten has rarely been out, has never seen the sunshine outside, has never seen a big city, has never ridden in a car, has never seen any creatures other than the geckos and cockroaches at home... It still has a long way to go in life and it is still too young.

"Noel?"

While I was thinking, Yin Xiamo stretched out her hand and waved it in front of my eyes: "What's wrong? Why are you suddenly silent?"

"Is she not used to dragon milk? Or does she just not like it?"

Filo also looked a little embarrassed: "Am I too abrupt?"

"Ah...no, no."

I came back to my senses: "I just figured out a lot of things all of a sudden."

The relationship between the hero and Xiaomo back then could be roughly like this -

During the war, a kitten found a little girl who was abandoned by her parents hiding in a corner. The kitten said to the little girl, "You can't hunt? It doesn't matter, I have sharp claws and strong teeth, I can help you catch fish." Although the little girl didn't understand what the kitten was saying, she chose to believe it because the kitten didn't seem to have any ill intentions. So the kitten took the little girl away from the ruins, helped the little girl catch fish every day, drove away the poisonous snakes that came to do evil for the little girl, raised the little girl, and taught her "cat claws" and "cat tornado."

The little girl learned the cat's "meow meow" language, learned the cat's fighting skills and magic, and followed the cat to fight.

Then the cat sacrificed itself and was reincarnated.

The little girl defeated the devil who framed the cat, and followed the cat's soul to another world. Looking at the new cat who had lost her memory, she said to her, "It's okay, I'll wait for you to grow up."

"This... dragon milk, is it precious?"

Under the gaze of Filo and Yin Xiamo, I looked at the milk bottle in my hand that I had just drunk a lot of in one gulp with some reluctance. The black dragon girl in front of me expressed her gratitude: "Thank you."

The taste of dragon milk is very unique.

The milk is clearly warm and feels slightly warm in the hand, but when I drink it I feel like it is a cold drink.

There is a strange, cool feeling in the mouth and the moment it flows down the throat into the stomach. This feeling might be more appropriately described as "comfortable" or "refreshing". I can't really describe what it's like, but... it's like in the hot summer, when students go to the stadium outside to play a vigorous game of ball, or workers work at a construction site for an afternoon, all sweaty, and then walk to a cool place, comfortably drink a sip of ice cola, or eat a slice of ice watermelon.

There seems to be some kind of energy in the dragon milk that makes me feel refreshed and energetic after drinking it.

Ordinary milk, if it is authentic pure milk, will have a sweet milky taste. If it is the kind of milk powder that is brewed, it will taste like white sugar, very sweet and greasy. Dragon milk does not have this sweet and greasy feeling at all. The taste it gives me is closer to clear spring water, with milky taste but not heavy, sweet taste but not causing taste fatigue.

At least normally I would never be able to drink that much milk, but dragon milk...it's not a problem for me to drink all 500 milliliters in one breath.

"You're welcome. This happens every day. I'm used to it."

Facing my gratitude, Filo seemed a little embarrassed. She turned to Yin Xiamo and said, "Actually, this is a legacy of the previous battle with Xiaomo. At that time, in order to make Xiaomo recover faster, I kept forcing myself... ahem, I know humans may not have this habit, I hope you don't mind it."

Actually, I am not used to it.

If you give me milk, I can certainly drink it without hesitation. Even if you take me to your farm, find a cow to milk and let me try it, I may not have any mental burden, but...

A talking cow handed me its milk and said it was a meeting gift, which I found a bit strange.

"Dragon milk is a luxury item with sky-high price in the other world. The milk of so many sub-dragons can be exchanged for a kilogram of gold, not to mention flying dragons."

Yin Xiamo at the side joked, "This is the Dragon King of the Dragon Clan... and the milk of the Black Dragon Princess. It carries some of Filo's dragon aura and magic. Nuo'er, if you hope to learn magic well in a few hundred years, you can prepare now."

"That's right, these are all the magic overflowing from me."

Filo also smiled and said, "For the dragon race, offering their milk to guests is the highest etiquette. Guests must drink it all in front of us, otherwise it would be disrespectful to the dragon race."

Is there such a thing?

What's the point of learning magic hundreds of years later? We don't even know what the world will be like hundreds of years later!

Apart from anything else, the first computer was invented in 1946. It has only been years since then, and computers have developed to such an amazing level. What can humans create in a few hundred years? Will it be too late for me to start learning magic by then?

"Ok."

Although I had doubts about these strange rules, I still unscrewed the lid of the milk jug and raised my little head in the hall.

"Gululu..."

A few seconds later, after I finished drinking the milky liquid in the bottle, I returned the bottle to Yin Xiamo: "The room is ready, do you want to go and take a look?"

So comfortable.

It’s worthy of being called dragon milk, full of energy.

"Yes."

As if she was awakened by my words, Yin Xiamo took the bottle and said to Filo beside her: "I just showed you my memories of the past few years. How do you feel? How about living with us for a few days? I will talk to the landlord after she wakes up in the afternoon. It shouldn't be a problem for one more person to live here."

"Is this okay? Doesn't it bother you a bit?"

Filo seemed a little embarrassed. Her chest was stretched out in Yin Xiamo's clothes, revealing her slim waist. "Why don't I just stay on that island first? It won't take long to fly over there anyway."

"No, the human world is very technologically advanced. If we fly like this once or twice, we might not be detected by satellite radar. But if we do it too many times, we will definitely be discovered by nearby fishermen or ships. It will be hard to explain then."

Yin Xiamo didn't seem to care at all: "Live with us, so that we can give Nuoer a glass of milk every morning, and she will grow faster."

"Hey!"

I said dissatisfiedly: "What do you mean by growing faster?"

"chest."

Yin Xiamo said without hesitation: "Nuo'er, you don't want your fans to know that your breasts are not even A-cup, right?"