Anime: Blue-Eyes Baby Dragon, picked up by the Knight King

“Oh God.”

"Please forgive our sins."

……

The world suddenly became quiet.

Everyone lay on the ground, motionless, waiting for the final moment to arrive.

Each of them could feel that their life was disappearing at a very fast speed...the vision became dimmer and dimmer, and the breathing became heavier and heavier.

In the end, they even lost the strength to open their eyes.

If the young dragon had not been able to feel their intermittent breathing, he would have thought they were dead.

"They're not dead yet, but they're going to be dead soon."

"Oh, what bad luck."

After confirming that these humans were no longer making any movement, the young dragon finally flew out from the treetops, landed on the ground, and began to observe these humans closely.

——He looked at it and shook his head.

He was convinced that these humans were about to die, and he had no sympathy for their deaths.

But...if you want to die, just die! Don't die in front of my house!

It's like a bunch of homeless people suddenly come into your house and eat all the food in the refrigerator - and then these homeless people all lie on the floor, looking like they are about to die.

Although theoretically, this is not a problem and will not affect the residential properties of the room...but the owner who knows this will eventually feel uncomfortable and will also feel disgusted with this originally very beautiful new house.

"So, do you want to save them?"

"No, the question should be, can I save them?"

The young dragon wanted to do something for these humans, but found that he seemed to be unable to do anything, so he scratched his head - among the "power inheritance" in his mind, there was no option of "curing diseases and saving lives".

[No, host, you actually do.]

"Hmm? What, where?"

The Twelve Uses of Dragon's Blood by Albus Dumbledore and Nicolas Flamel.

"..."

Youlong found that he seemed to have misunderstood the system.

He had always thought that this system was just an emotionless auxiliary tool... Now it seems that it can even tell jokes?

In fact, dragon blood itself is a powerful potion. It can significantly improve a person's physical condition, even transforming them into monsters. Throughout the myths and legends of various countries, there are countless heroes who, after slaying dragons and bathing in their blood, ultimately achieved extraordinary feats... Of course, there are also some warriors who, after bathing in dragon blood, were assimilated into the dragon's bloodline, becoming dragon-like.

"Wait, you weren't telling a joke? You were serious?"

[Ding, host, do you want me to tell a joke? Well, then I'll tell you a joke about Dumbledore and dragon blood.]

[In fact, Dumbledore once discovered the thirteenth use of dragon blood in that ancient Eastern country: making dragon blood tofu...]

"Stop, that's enough, that's enough."

……

Shirataki hesitated.

But looking at those humans who were already on their last legs, he finally hardened his heart a little, not wanting his house to become a morgue. He pierced his scales with his claws and took out a few drops of fresh dragon blood.

——However, he could not feed the dragon blood directly into the mouths of these humans.

Just as the system said, dragon blood is both the most effective potion and the most overbearing curse... It can greatly improve the user's physique, but it will also assimilate the user's bloodline towards the direction of "dragon".

Shirataki had no intention of creating a group of sub-dragons; he just wanted to give these humans a different place to lie dead.

So, he poured a few drops of dragon blood into the pool, diluting its effect by tens of thousands of times. Then he dragged up the girl who seemed to be the least ill and threw her directly into the pool.

"I tried my best."

"Whether you can survive or not depends on yourself."

Chapter 10: White Dragon Clan

The girl is soaking in the pond.

In reality, the water in this pond was far from clean—it wasn't a flowing source, and it had been exposed to the sun and the thrashing of fish. Although it appeared clear on the surface, countless bacteria had already grown within it.

Anyway, the young dragon will never drink the stinky water here.

But for the girl at this moment, this is not a clean water source, but it is the "water of life" in the true sense.

"Gululu..."

The girl's body sank and floated in the pool water, with gurgling bubbles occasionally coming out.

Shirataki, standing at the edge of the pond, silently observed the magical scene happening before his eyes.

He felt as if he were watching a dish being cooked... The pond before him was a cauldron of boiling water, and the human girl was the only ingredient in it. She tumbled up and down, gradually becoming cooked...

"It has changed. It has changed."

After ten minutes of "blanching", the young dragon could already clearly see the changes taking place in the girl's body.

The most striking change was the color of her hair: her originally jet-black hair had now turned into an unusually striking silver-white, gleaming brightly in the sunlight.

In addition, Youlong felt that her skin seemed to have become a little whiter, and her body seemed to have become a little stronger... Her originally slender arms now seemed to have vaguely visible muscle outlines - perhaps her height had also increased a little?

"Okay, let's stop here."

Shirataki felt that the heat... no, the healing effect was almost there. If she continued to soak, this girl would probably begin to evolve towards becoming a "Dragon Man."

"Crash-"

The young dragon flapped its wings and flew over the pond. It first picked up the girl by the collar with its claws and then threw her forcefully onto the grass beside it.

He did it on purpose.

There was no need for any sympathy or pity—this patient, barely breathing just a moment ago, now possessed a remarkably vigorous vitality. Those few drops of young dragon blood, diluted with the pool water, were like a potent evolutionary drug, instantly allowing this young woman to transcend the realm of "human" and head towards the "inhuman realm."

"It hurts..."

Accompanied by a violent impact, the girl, whose soul was still hovering on the brink of life and death, was instantly awakened.

She felt very painful, and it was two completely different kinds of pain mixed together - a dizzy pain in her head and a burning pain in her body.

These two kinds of pain kept tearing at her body, and she was almost in tears from the pain.

But when her soul gradually woke up and realized her current situation.

"Hiss-ha-"

She raised her head, looked at the blue sky, and gasped for breath.

My body still hurts and my tears still flow.

But an irrepressible smile appeared on her face.

That was the smile of surviving a disaster - the pain in her body kept reminding her that she survived, really survived!

"It's good to be alive."

She couldn't help but open her arms, wanting to embrace this vibrant world - but when a gust of cold wind blew across her wet body, which had just been pulled out of the pool, the chilly feeling made her subconsciously hug herself with her arms and shiver.

"Really cold."

"By the way, where are the others? Did they survive?"

The surviving girl ran excitedly to the front of the mausoleum.

She thought she would see a group of lively tribesmen and return to their homeland with them.

But the cruel reality shattered her fantasy - her people were still lying on the grass, and their situation was worse than before.

"How could this be?"

Looking at the tragic scene before her, the girl widened her eyes, confusion written all over her pretty face.

She simply couldn't understand what was happening...why were these people still suffering, but she was able to survive the terrible disease?

Could it be that the gods heard her dying cry and saved her?

"Merciful God, Almighty God, please save my people as well."

"I am willing to offer you the most pious and sacred tribute."

Faced with her dying tribesmen, the helpless girl clasped her hands together, closed her eyes and prayed, silently hoping for a miracle to happen in her heart.

But, of course.

Of course no god could answer her call.

The only response she got was a clear dragon roar—and a burst of impatient urging.

"Ah (stop muttering)——"

"Aoao (What are you still standing there for)?"

"Ao, ao, ao (Why don't you throw all your people into that pond right away)?"

……

It was a small white dragon.

It suddenly appeared in front of the girl and danced in front of her.

The girl opened her mouth wide as she looked at the delicate young dragon that looked like an elf.

"Hey, are you stupid?"

It was not until the young dragon began to gently whip her cheeks with its tail that the girl woke up from her dream and realized what kind of miracle she had encountered.

"Yes Yes!"

Without any hesitation, the girl named "Vina" immediately followed Shirataki's instructions and threw all her dying tribesmen into the pond behind the temple.

During this process, she discovered that her strength had increased incredibly - she could easily carry two adult men without any effort at all.

"Is this your work?"

"Did you save me?"

It was very strange that even though she was facing such a young dragon whose size could be called "exquisite", the girl subconsciously used honorifics.

But if you think about it carefully, this seems to be natural.

Having been tainted with the blood of the White Dragon, she can no longer be considered a purebred "human" - although there is no trace of dragonization on her appearance, there is already a hint of the mystery of the White Dragon in her body.

This mysterious existence made her naturally feel a sense of closeness and awe towards Shirataki.

——There is a strict hierarchy among dragons. Especially among those of the same bloodline, the superior has absolute dominance over the inferior, and no one can cross the lineage even a little bit.

In response to the girl's question, Shirataki groaned and shook his head.

"sneeze--"

"Don't get me wrong, I have no intention of saving you."

"I just don't want you to die on my doorstep."

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……

The first-day results were surprisingly good, and it seems that the product will be put on the shelves for now.

Now let’s talk about the update:

I will update at least four times a day, and try to update five times a day.

There is no rule for adding more chapters, and I don’t have any manuscripts saved, so I can’t add more chapters.

All I can say is, update more often while trying to ensure the quality.