Foreign Land Reclamation By a Vegetable-growing Skeleton
Chapter 1398 - Chapter 1398 Chapter 959 Promptly Changed His Tune

Chapter 1398: Chapter 959: Promptly Changed His Tune Chapter 1398: Chapter 959: Promptly Changed His Tune When silver coin floated back with a dragon, everyone was stunned, “What’s going on with you?”

Ogli was warily watching the Monarch, sensing the pressure this creature imposed, seemingly a powerful entity no less than itself.

Silver coin explained, then asked: “Lord Nage, what is this Dragon Blood Contract? I feel my body boiling.”

Nagris was surprised: “You entered into a Dragon Blood Contract? Your current body is so weak, can you endure it? The boiling dragon blood will inherit some knowledge from the Dragon Clan and also strengthen your body. Being strong is good, but if the body is too frail, it won’t sustain and might even die.”

Silver coin honestly replied, “It’s a bit uncomfortable.”

Ange pulled out a vial of Essence Liquid and handed it to silver coin, if not too frail, then he could still be bolstered.

Silver coin opened the cap and chugged down the Essence Liquid worth thousands of Demon Crystals.

Ogli first cast a doubtful glance at Negris: How does this bird know about the Dragon Blood Contract?

Then it looked at Ange: This construct is a bit weird, hard to figure out.

Then, seeing the Holy Essence Liquid Ange pulled out, its eyes immediately widened: What a good item, feels like it can nourish and repair, isn’t this the scent of the Flesh-healing Potion from the Temple of Light? Much stronger.

To cure the little dragon’s disease, Ogli had encountered many treatment items and knew so well the effect of the Fruit of Life, so it decisively entered into a contract after tasting a piece, because it was the first thing that might heal the juvenile dragon after countless attempts.

But now, it seems, its new partner’s companions have many good items.

A vial of Essence Liquid down, and silver coin’s body began emitting steam, the muscles visibly growing stronger, seemingly having the frame of a muscular Goblin.

This made him grimace: “Too muscular, the aggression is strong, not good for business, is there a way to slim down?”

“Want to slim down? Just run, runners aren’t bulky,” said Negris and sent silver coin running laps around the deck.

Ogli and Ange on the side stared at each other, and after a moment, Ogli couldn’t hold back anymore and asked: “Who are you all? And who is he? Why do I feel his strength increasing?”

Instead of answering, Negris asked a question in return: “Tell me first, why did you sign the Dragon Blood Contract with silver coin? After signing the contract, you will share power and life. Are you willing to share your power with him?”

“If you can save my child, I am willing to share everything with you,” Ogli said.

“What’s wrong with your child?” asked Negris.

Ogli explained, “Leaking egg.”

Negris immediately understood: “Leak in the egg, egg fluid leaking out; it underdeveloped and hatched prematurely, it’s really lucky that it survived.”

Compared to a stuck egg, a leaking egg is more dangerous; there are examples of stuck eggs surviving, but almost no leaking eggs successfully hatching.

Because of the neural membrane, the location of the eggshell’s break must precisely avoid the neural membrane. Otherwise, it damages the nerves, causing immediate death, so whether it leaks or not becomes irrelevant.

Moreover, the timing of the leak can’t be too early; a dragon egg period is five hundred years, if the egg leaks before the juvenile dragon is formed, it’s unlikely to survive. Leaking must happen once the juvenile dragon has formed, and the neural membrane begins to absorb, just in time before suffocation absorbs the membrane, only then can it possibly survive.

See, premature birth and yet so many conditions, it’s purely luck that Giant Dragons haven’t gone extinct.

Ogli looked at Negris in surprise and respectfully asked, “Who are you?”

Knowing such secretive stuff, this one in front undoubtedly belongs to some Dragon Clan ancestor. Even Dragonkin wouldn’t inherit such secrets, only a true Giant Dragon would know.

Negris, with hands on hips, said: “Bronze Dragon, God of Knowledge, Nefarian Uzumos Lavalite Babugli Griegory… Knowledge*Negris.”

Ogli’s eyes began spinning, starting to faint. After Negris finished speaking, he shamefully said, “My name is Gregory Ogli, I apologize, I forgot my bloodline heritage.”

His ashamed expression was like a surname-less farmer meeting a well-heritaged noble.

“You don’t remember? You don’t even remember your parent’s names?” Negris inquired.

Ogli nodded shamefully.

“That’s not right, I heard people say there’s a group of White Dragons here, you have a tribe, how could you forget your bloodline heritage?” Negris exclaimed in surprise.

Ogli became even more ashamed, his head almost drooping to his feet.

“If you don’t remember, then don’t remember. Just be the ancestor of a strong tribe. Why sulk?” Monarch disliked these bloodline-focused encounters; pets are the ones talked about in terms of pedigree, Undead don’t have so many broken rules.

Negris wasn’t particular about that, but said: “It’s different for us, without bloodline heritage, a Giant Dragon’s strength differs vastly, even flying has to be relearned.”

Ogli nodded in complete agreement.

“So, is it for saving your child that you made a contract with Silver Coin? Haven’t you tried other methods?” Negris said, and he too couldn’t help feeling distressed. What could be done about an egg leaking? Leave it to fate.

If it wasn’t for Ange solving the Dragon Clan’s hatching problems back then, dragons in the Master Plane would probably have become extinct by now. As for the issue of egg leaking, it seemed only Ange could solve it too, by turning the leaking spot over and pouring in Essence Liquid, similar to how the hatching issue was resolved, even saving the effort of creating a hole.

Now, because of the premature birth, Ogli’s child is malnourished, their physical development unable to keep up, unable to bear the increasingly vigorous spirit of a Giant Dragon, instead depleting the body’s life force.

If this were humans, it would be like intellectual development outpacing nutritional intake.

Humans solve this problem simply by eating more meat and drinking more milk, but for a Juvenile Dragon this issue isn’t easy to fix. Meat’s nutrition can’t make up for congenital deficiencies, needing some highly vigorous life force food.

Ogli nodded: “Yes, he has now become my blood pact partner. If only I had known you were here earlier, I should have sought your help first. But who is he? Why does his power seem even stronger than mine?”

“He is the projection of the God of Fraudsters… ha, your blood pact strengthens his body, and because his body is strengthened, he can project more power, hence you can share more of his strength, creating a positive cycle,” Negris couldn’t help laughing.

“God of Fraudsters? A god?” Ogli was stunned, originally thinking the other party was just someone seeking an advantage, yet his legs turned out to be thicker than his.

Just then, Silver Coin, sweating profusely, ran back, saying, “Alright, my enhancement seems stable now, no more growing flesh. Let’s go, Ogli, time to ice pull.”

“What? Pulling ice? Like tying a rope on my back to drag blocks of ice? You want me to do that sort of thing? And also plow land and plant vegetables? I…”

Seeing a bottle of Essence Liquid handed to him, Otley changed his words swiftly, “I’ll do it!”