Chapter 2 This Little Dragon Is Definitely Problematic
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"A dragon!"
Hearing this, a hint of sympathy flickered in the eyes of the other four little dragons watching below.
For them, possessing inherited memories, it was very clear what a dragon represented!
They also knew what fate awaited the little dragon who had transformed into a dragon!
While the dragons were still stunned, Witt, acting on instinct, had already swallowed the entire eggshell that had once protected him.
With the horn of the egg gone, he turned to look at the enormous giant.
He knew, of course, that the dragon the other was referring to was, without a doubt, him.
But he didn't know what a dragon was.
So… "What is a dragon?"
The little guy he had just identified as a dragon spoke, causing Winters to pause in surprise.
"By the Creation Dragon above, you can actually speak!"
Witt looked at Winters in confusion.
"Why can't I speak?
Besides, what is a dragon?"
Before he could finish speaking, Victor didn't get an answer. Instead, he suddenly saw the enormous creature before him extend its claws towards him.
Seeing this, Victor suddenly realized something and hurriedly ran backward.
However, even though Winters told him to run ninety-nine meters ahead, his tiny body, barely a meter long, allowed the creature to grab him without moving an inch!
Therefore, Victor's resistance was doomed to failure.
He was caught!
But his inherent stubbornness made him unwilling to be taken away so easily, so he attacked the scales beside him!
"Agh!"
After a scream, Victor clutched his scales and rolled around in pain.
Winters watched this scene, a strange glint flashing in his golden vertical pupils.
Could there be something wrong with this little dragon?
The difference in size should have been enough to make the other side understand the gap between them, yet the other side still fought back.
However, when he saw Vitt lying in the claws, even as he writhed in pain, his eyes still held a hint of unwillingness and ferocity, a strange glint in them.
“Little guy, tell me your name!”
Hearing the deafening voice beside him, a flicker of fear crossed Vitt's eyes, but he remained stubborn.
He was a Star Dragon, born free; how could he be intimidated by this small scene?
“Shouldn’t you state your own name before asking someone else’s?”
Yes!
That’s how it should be, very imposing!
However, he must control himself in the future, and not let his voice tremble!
Thinking this, Vitt stubbornly stared at those gleaming golden vertical pupils, larger than his entire dragon body… and tried his best to stop his tail from trembling!
Hearing this, Winters couldn’t help but laugh and cry at the same time.
Having lived for so long, he'd delivered thousands, if not tens of thousands, of baby dragons, but this was the first time he'd encountered a baby dragon haggling like this.
Thinking this, Winters placed Vittoria back on the ground.
"I am Winters. Besides, you should get to know your brothers and sisters!"
At this moment, the other four baby dragons who had been watching realized, upon hearing Winters' words, that the last baby dragon to emerge wasn't a dragon at all, but a giant dragon like themselves.
So, they eagerly ran towards Vittoria, only to be greeted by a wary dragon roar.
Seeing the four baby dragons frozen in place, Vittoria finally looked at Winters.
"I'm Vittoria, that's enough. Besides, I don't consider them my brothers and sisters!"
Hearing this, Winters frowned slightly.
However, he didn't immediately reprimand the baby dragon. It seemed this baby dragon had some issues!
"Can you tell me why?"
"Virt!"
Hearing this, Virt scoffed.
"Do you think I'm stupid? We don't even look alike. You're telling me they're my brothers and sisters?"
Hearing this, and seeing the wariness in Virt's eyes, Winters finally realized something.
"You don't have a lineage inheritance?"
Suddenly hearing an unfamiliar term, Virt subconsciously asked, "What is a lineage inheritance?"
Hearing this, Winters completely understood why this little dragon was so different. Thinking about the lesson to come, Winters couldn't help but slap his forehead.
But he seemed to have forgotten that, given their size, even a light slap would be a catastrophe for five little dragons.
So, without any surprises, the five little dragons were swept away by the sudden gust of wind!
Fortunately, dragons are resilient; even newly hatched dragons wouldn't easily perish from hitting a rock!
In fact, in the collision with the rock, these newborn little ones were the ultimate victors.
Although it was ultimately useless!
Looking at the baby dragons rolling around below, Winters finally remembered that these weren't his companions.
He quickly reached out his claws and stopped the little dragons from rolling away.
"Sorry, I forgot you were just born."
Virt got up, rubbing his forehead. He had just bumped into a rock, but his attention was clearly not on that now.
"More than that, shouldn't you explain what Pulse Inheritance is?"
Winters pondered for a moment after hearing Virt's question.
"Well, how should I put it?
Pulse Inheritance is a gift left to you by your parents. It helps you understand this dangerous world more quickly!"
Hearing this, Virt breathed a sigh of relief.
“If this is what the lineage is, then I have it!”
“You have it?”
Winter paused, thought for a moment, and asked, “Since you have the lineage, then can you tell me what your race is?”
Upon hearing this, Vitt instantly became interested, raising his dragon head high!
“I am a Star Dragon!”
“…” Winter looked at Vitt speechlessly. He shouldn’t have believed that this little dragon’s unreliable parents, let alone a Star Dragon. Where did this race come from?
Seeing Vitt’s proud expression, Winter had no choice but to state the undeniable truth!
“Little fellow, there are no Star Dragons in this world, and you are certainly not a Star Dragon, but a Silver Dragon!”
Hearing this, Vitt was stunned!
"But...but...my father told me himself that we come from the stars, we are Star Dragons, how could we be Silver Dragons?"
Seeing Vitte's utterly dismayed expression, Winters felt a pang of helplessness. This had to be clarified; a misconception could potentially ruin a fine dragon.
Thinking of this, Winters felt a surge of resentment towards Vitte's parents, whom he had never met. While some dragons wouldn't harm their children, this was the first time he'd seen one so cruel!
"Vitte, observe him closely. He's a Metal Dragon, a Gold Dragon, and Silver Dragons also belong to the Metal Dragon category!"
Hearing this, Vitte turned to look at the small, golden dragon standing beside him, then looked at himself...
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