Foreign Land Reclamation By a Vegetable-growing Skeleton
Chapter 1506 - 1067: It Got Scared

Ange stepped forward, placing both hands on the dragon egg. Soon, a surging power poured into the egg, illuminating it thoroughly, much like holding a chicken egg against a strong light to see the shadow inside.

In the shadow on the eggshell was a weak and dying juvenile dragon, lying limp inside, enough to tug at one’s heartstrings.

Oh no, a chill ran through the silver coin’s heart as he turned his head to look at Lilianna. As expected, upon seeing this scene, the mother dragon, who had just opened her eyes, rolled her eyes and fainted again.

The silver coin exchanged a glance with Elarafate, who was supporting the mother dragon’s head with his back. The silver coin asked softly, "Shall we heal together?"

Elarafate hesitated, "Can we heal it? I also looked for healers, but none could find the cause. I searched all the ancestral memories and found no similar cases. Can we heal it?"

The silver coin rubbed his hands with a naive expression, "Hehe, then you’ve found the right people. There’s nothing we can’t heal, whether it’s dead or alive, but..."

At the end of his sentence, a look of ’difficulty’ appeared on the silver coin’s face.

Elarafate immediately understood, "Need more money? No problem. If you can cure her ailment, you can take everything I have."

Lilianna, who had just woken on his back, heard his words and was moved, wrapping her neck around to affectionately nuzzle his face.

At this moment, the other dragons watching around simultaneously let out a gasp: "Huh——"

Inside the dragon egg, the silhouette of the juvenile dragon began to move. It stretched open its flesh wings vigorously, and several holes appeared on the shadow of the flesh wings, with a few claws shriveled.

These are signs of decay; decay always starts at the weakest spots, and the dragon’s body would first rot at the flesh wings.

However, at this moment, these holes and the shrunken areas were healing at a speed visible to the naked eye. The juvenile dragon was clearly shocked by this scene, suddenly feeling much more lively, letting out a weak cry: "Mom, Dad, what is this... so warm and comfortable... it doesn’t hurt anymore..."

Although still inside the egg, the juvenile dragon is actually five hundred years old, long capable of speech. This is what makes the stuck egg most unacceptable to dragons.

If it were just an unconscious egg, it would be no big deal if it got damaged; one could always create another. But nurturing a dragon egg for five hundred years, and it had gained consciousness for the last three hundred years.

When you touch the eggshell, it would follow the movement of your hand. When you call its name, it would respond with a whimper, and when it learned to speak, it would occasionally ask for kisses, hugs, and to be lifted high, and after five hundred years, stuck in the egg repeatedly crying ’so painful, so tiring, so hard’, until it died.

This is usually when most male and female dragons go crazy, so in these cases, the male and female dragons are generally driven far away to prevent them from going mad.

Elarafate and Lilianna had been tortured by this for a long time. Now, suddenly hearing the juvenile dragon cry ’so comfortable’? My God, they would gladly sell everything they have to seize this moment.

With this as the foundation, Ange avoided the nerves, penetrated the eggshell, and injected the essence liquid, so none of the dragons stopped him, focusing their attention instead.

The stuck egg was caused by part of the nervous system still being attached to the eggshell, but the juvenile dragon’s death resulted from the depletion of nutrients inside the egg, starving to death. Therefore, as long as sufficient nutrition is provided, the juvenile dragon can continue to develop until the nervous system is fully developed and it can break out of the shell.

There are only two difficulties in this process: one is the suitable nutrients; ordinary food definitely won’t work, anything that can decay is unsuitable, and the only suitable option seems to be the essence liquid.

The second difficulty is that when injecting the essence liquid, the opening must not decay, otherwise the dragon egg will still spoil, making Purification the most suitable disinfection method.

Because these two key points couldn’t be solved, the Giant Dragon Clan on the Master Plane has never been able to resolve the stuck egg issue, until Brooks met Ange, originally intending to nurture a juvenile dragon’s body, reincarnated like Negris’s, but he didn’t expect Ange’s solution would be simpler.

With sufficient nutrition and a completely disinfected and sealed entry point, all that’s left is to wait.

But now, the dragons swarmed forward, solving the stuck egg problem, making Ange the most esteemed benefactor of the Giant Dragon Clan.

The silver coin and Anthony naturally stepped up to deal with the dragons’ enthusiasm, Anthony’s body glowing with holiness as he floated up, quickly gaining control of the situation.

Meanwhile, Negris quietly asked, "Ange, is the juvenile dragon inside the egg with crystal scales?"

Ange shook his head, "White dragon."

"White dragon? A white dragon like Oleg and them?" Negris was shocked.

Ange nodded.

"How does a white dragon turn into a Crystal Dragon? Is it really as Anthony guessed, coated afterward by someone?" Negris muttered.

Quickly conveying this discovery to Anthony, he was able to inquire about it shortly thereafter.

Elarafate explained, "Every juvenile dragon in our Crystal Dragon Clan, when they hatch, must be sent to the Metamorphosis Pool for a transformation, shedding old scales for new ones to become a Crystal Dragon."

"Does the transformation pose any danger?" Anthony asked.

"No, there’s no danger. There has never been a case in the Crystal Dragon Clan where someone died from the transformation, so it’s very safe," Elarafate said.

"Since it’s so safe, would it be possible for us to witness it? We mean no harm, it’s just pure curiosity, as it’s our first time encountering a dragon species that requires metamorphosis, and we’d like to broaden our experience," Anthony curiously said.

Elarafate hesitated for a moment, casting a troubled glance at the other companions, but the other dragons mostly looked indifferent, with no objections, so Elarafate nodded and said, "Okay, I’ll take you to see."

Lilianna immediately offered, "Come, this way, I’ll take you to see. The Metamorphosis Pool is a huge lake filled with transparent crystals, very beautiful. As long as there’s a bit of light, the whole lake will sparkle with a rainbow of colors, but be careful not to fall in, as those crystals could stick to your skin, and you might transform into crystal humans yourself, which would be troublesome."

Anthony and Negris exchanged a bewildered glance. How is this different from what they had guessed? They originally suspected that someone had grasped Ange’s crystal-coating process, but it doesn’t sound like it at all—a lake filled with crystals? Sticking to skin?

Following Lilianna, they flew deeper into the cave, twisting and turning, soon arriving at a pitch-black space. Almost as soon as they entered, Ange felt a stirring in his heart, and Little Ghost even popped out from Ange’s fingertip.

Sure enough, with just a bit of light, the entire lake shimmered with a rainbow of colors.

But Ange remarked, "It got scared."

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