The nest was located on a snowy peak far away from the Elder's Peak.
The snowy peak was not high, at most half the height of the Elder's Peak. It was surrounded by large green forests, and some yellow trees could be seen occasionally. There were large groups of Earth Dragon Beasts wandering nearby. Some of these Earth Dragons were deformed White Dragons, while some were hybrids between Earth Dragons and other creatures. They more or less had the bloodline of dragons.
Cocoreila brought Garon and the other Dragon Whelps to live here. Three Earth Dragons were thrown off the peak of the mountain by her and left to fend for themselves.
The remaining five little ones were brought into the dragon's cave and settled down surrounded by countless ice.
The dragon's cave was like a beehive. There were many huge holes, and each of them was enough for the Dragon Whelps to live in quietly. It was equivalent to a single room.
Life in the dragon's cave was dull and boring. Cocoreila would hunt a prey from outside every ten days. Sometimes it was a giant creature that was enough for everyone to eat for a few days. Sometimes it was many small animals. Sometimes it was even some Earth Dragon Beasts with distant bloodlines.
There was no fire. The White Dragon's way of eating was to freeze the meat with cold air, and then chewing it was similar to eating biscuits. It was crunchy and a little fishy, but it was very fresh. Other than the first few days of drinking milk, the Dragon Whelps had been eating this stuff all the time.
Garon quickly fell in love with this way of eating.
He lived in a small hole on the left side. What he did every day was to eat and sleep, wake up and move his body, and then continue eating.
The other Dragon Whelps were different from him. They rolled around and fought with each other.
It was not a game, but a real fight. The White Dragon's mother, Cocoreila, did not care about the Dragon Whelps fighting. In her opinion, it was a way to practice hunting prey. The inherited memory had made it very clear.
The only one who did not participate in the fight was Garon. In their opinion, he was unsociable, and no dragon was willing to interact with him.
Time passed day by day. Garon was constantly looking for things and treasures that could improve his physical fitness. The physical fitness of the White Dragons in this world was too strong.
As a Dragon Whelp, his physical fitness had increased by an average of ten points in less than two months!
Strength, Agility, and Vitality. These three aspects had steadily increased from the original 1 point to an average of 10 points. It was simply terrifying.
Garon hadn't used his soul power to nourish his body because he had discovered a better way to use it.
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Bang!
"Saone, you lost! You have to give me the meat today! " In the dragon cave, the two Dragon Whelps let go of each other while panting heavily. Both of their bodies were covered with bruises and bruises, obviously the result of the fall just now.
The two Dragon Whelps were watching the battle from the side, while the White Dragon Cocoreila went out to hunt again. When the Dragon Whelps were still growing, they needed a lot of meat. She had to keep hunting to satisfy the needs of the five Dragon Whelps.
"Alright, alright, I'll let you off today. If it weren't for my poor condition!" Saone was the biggest Dragon Whelp, but unexpectedly, he couldn't beat Satwo in a fight. As for Sathree, Safour, and Garen who was named Safive, other than Garen who had never fought with him, the rest of them couldn't beat him.
"Poor condition again? How many times have you been in poor condition? Haha … "Satwo laughed. His blue dragon eyes stared at Sathree and Safour who were standing on the other side. The two little guys were suddenly scared and shrank back.
Satwo smiled with satisfaction, obviously satisfied with the effect of his intimidation. He had already established a preliminary leadership among his siblings.
"After the newborn baptism, we will live alone. Mother will no longer take care of us, so we will have to hunt alone. I suggest that before we reach adulthood, the five of us siblings will live together."
He said loudly, "When you're weak, you have to live in groups! This is the knowledge engraved in our blood! "
"I agree." Sathree was the first to agree. He was already scared of Satwo. Their physical fitness was not far apart, but Satwo's muscles were too strong and his explosive power was too strong. In a one-on-one fight, even Saone, who was the size of a head, was overturned. This increased their fear of Satwo even more.
"I think we should subdue those Earth Dragon Beasts," Saone suggested.
"We can't beat them." Satwo shook his head, "I secretly tried it the day before yesterday. The weakest little Earth Dragon is stronger than me."
They were only Dragon Whelps now, and Saone, who was the largest, was only equivalent to a big wolfhound. It was impossible for them to beat those powerful Earth Dragons.
Other than giving them food, Cocoreila didn't care about anything else. The relationships in the White Dragon's family were very indifferent. After a little longer, they would drive out all the other members of the same species and treat them as competitors.
White Dragons were selfish, and Cocoreila was especially prominent in this aspect. Now, she was getting more and more tired from the serious burden of raising five Dragon Whelps. Her perception of these guys who only reaped without sowing was getting worse.
Such situations were not rare. The fertility of White Dragons was not weak. They could give birth to another baby every ten years. The number was considerable, so many Dragon Whelps were likely to be driven out of the dragon cave to live alone.
Because of the possible danger, Saitama began to carefully consider his future life.
However, they were just two months old. No matter how much knowledge they inherited, their minds were still immature.
The four Dragon Whelps gathered together and began to murmur about their future arrangements.
Garon squatted at the door of his small hollow and looked down at his brothers and sisters below from above. He had observed these Dragon Whelps for many days. The average physical fitness was estimated to be around ten points. Saone's strength was the strongest, reaching twelve points, while Satwo's speed was the fastest, reaching thirteen points.
It was almost at this level. The Dragon Clan in this world was still very powerful. They were still in their ordinary infancy, but they were already equivalent to more than ten times the strength of an average human.
However, Garon still used the basic human standard unit data from other worlds. He was still not clear about the human quality of this world.
He lay at the door of the hollow and yawned.
He looked at his physical fitness at the moment.
'Safive — Strength 13, Agility 13, Physique 11, Intelligence 17. Potential 0%. Soul Limit 170. '
Safive was a name randomly given by Cocoreila. The White Dragon Clan had been decaying and declining. If it were not for the threat of survival, an organizational system like the clan would not even exist.
Garon did not care. Anyway, his purpose in coming to this world was to investigate the source of the Mother Stream's exhaustion. At the same time, if he could find a better way to change his cultivation, he would also change his cultivation. Moreover, this world was obviously full of new vitality for him.
Although it was dangerous, the benefits also coexisted.
"This is the result of my two months of training." Garon shook his head speechlessly. "I'm only slightly stronger than them. It seems that the human's training method is not very effective for the Dragon Clan … "
He had been training according to the method of practicing Secret Techniques for the past two months. However, perhaps because the rules were not complete, the training effect was not great. It was only slightly stronger than these Dragon Whelps who used the traditional training method.
"But it's better than nothing. Let's look at the talent …"
Garen placed his gaze on the Soul Energy that he had accumulated. Four Soul Rings. To be exact, three complete Soul Rings and one half Soul Ring produced two months worth of Soul Power. All of them were accumulated by him. He did not use all of them directly on his body.
This was because he realized that after coming to this world, his talent seemed to have changed slightly. It had become able to absorb his own Soul Power to strengthen his body.
"When did this phenomenon start?" Garon recalled. It seemed to have happened after he completely fused the Soul Rings with his body.
"Since I can absorb Soul Power, let's see the conversion efficiency of my Soul Power into Potential Points."
Garen laid on his stomach while looking at the four Little Dragon Whelps below him discussing matters. At the same time, he began to slowly mobilize all of his accumulated Soul Energy, moving it towards the position of his Natural Ability.
The position of his talent was at the position of his eyes. In other words, he felt that his eyes were at the position of his eyes.
A large amount of Soul Power quickly flowed into his eyes.
Garon stared at his Potential Points without blinking.
Whoosh!
Sure enough, the Potential Points immediately began to rise rapidly. 20% … 50% … 110% … 150% …
The numbers jumped quickly.
The consumption of Soul Power was also huge.
After ten minutes, all of the accumulated Soul Power had entered the position of his Ability and was converted into Potential Points.
“521%。 Not bad. "Garon looked at his own data. He could use five Attribute Points. It was only two months, it was already not bad.
"Although the stronger the body, the more difficult it is to improve in the future, at least I can get through the weak infancy stage quickly."
Garen glanced at the Dragon Whelps below. Without hesitation, he added the five points to his Strength and Speed. Cocoreila was getting more and more impatient with raising them. They could be chased out of the Dragon Den at any time to live independently. They might be eaten by other dangerous creatures before they could even live to the newborn baptism. He had to prioritize his survival ability at this moment.
Hunting was the only way to ensure his growth.
After adding, Garon looked at the attributes.
'Safive — Strength 16, Agility 15, Physique 11, Intelligence 17. Potential 21%. Soul Limit 170 '
Whoosh!
Garon waved his claws and made a sharp whistling sound.
The laws of this world were extremely perverted. This kind of physical fitness was already extraordinary in other worlds, but here, it was suppressed to a ridiculous degree. He couldn't even use Air Blade.
Garon continued to lie down helplessly and waited for Cocoreila to bring back food.
The sky gradually darkened, and soon it was night. It was dark.
The Dragon Den was empty, only a few pieces of gemstone equipment that were collected by the White Dragon were glowing faintly.
Garen had heard from Cocoreila's introduction that the glowing equipment was solidified with the Level 0 Magic Trick, Illuminating Spell. Magic Trick was a type of Spell, which made him very curious and wanted to understand this power system. However, it was obvious that the White Dragons did not pay much attention to this aspect. The Dragon Race was naturally immune to all Spells below Level Four, so other than Level Five Great Wizards, the rest of the low-level Wizards could not even break through their defense.
So it was not worth paying attention at all.
Even the Dragon Scales of the Dragon Whelps could be immune to Level 1 spells.
"Why isn't Mother back yet?" Safive asked. "Usually, she should be back by this time."
"Maybe she was held back by something," Satwo guessed.
"There are no creatures around that can threaten Mother," Safour did not like to talk much, but it seemed that his intelligence and analytical ability were better.
"Let's wait, she might be back soon," Saone suggested.
The few Dragon Whelps could only continue to wait.
The family relationship of the White Dragons in the inherited memory gave them a serious sense of insecurity.
Time passed quickly. The few Dragon Whelps took a nap and soon woke up again. They found that the sky was already bright.
But the mother dragon still had not returned.
"Mother is not back yet," Satwo was a little depressed.
"Maybe there is too much food to hunt this time. She is thinking of a way to bring it back," Sathree said in a low voice.
"That's right, it was like this last time," Saone regained his confidence. "Satwo, let's play wrestling!"
Satwo agreed readily. The two Dragon Whelps began to happily wrestle with each other again.
Safour, who was more intelligent, was a little worried. He stood on the side and looked out of the cave from time to time, hoping to see his mother's huge figure.
Garon was still lying at the entrance of his cave. He had realized that something was wrong. Cocoreila had probably abandoned them.
This was not rare among the Colorful Dragons. Among the Colorful Dragons, the White Dragons were the weakest. However, their fertility was the strongest. Coupled with their extremely selfish nature, many White Dragon mothers abandoned their children when they were still eggs. Although it was rare for them to abandon their children after they had hatched, it was not uncommon.
Phew …
He sighed.
From the treasures that were gradually decreasing in the dragon cave every day, he faintly realized that Cocoreila obviously had such a plan. She had gradually transferred the treasures out of the dragon cave. Now, she might really be planning to completely abandon the few Dragon Whelps.
Compared to the Earthly Dragon Beasts and other dangerous beasts in the outside world, as well as humans, Dragon Whelps were fragile and dangerous. Especially humans. Once they were discovered, it would be considered good if they were captured and made into a contract beast. Most of them would be killed and broken down into various materials to make magic items.
This was because humans, except for special groups, rarely domesticated the Colorful Dragons, especially the most selfish White Dragons.
Fortunately, this place was not far from the White Dragon Clan. They were still under the protection of the White Dragon Clan. It should not be too dangerous and they could survive by hunting on their own.
"Let's wait a little longer," Saone's voice came from below.
Garon stood up and returned to his cave to rest.
In the blink of an eye, two days had passed and Cocoreila still had not returned.
This time, even Safour, who believed in his mother the most, was shaken.
"We have been abandoned," Safour was almost certain of this guess.
The other three Dragon Whelps were silent.
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