1743: Chapter 1739: Adorable Natural Enemy 1743: Chapter 1739: Adorable Natural Enemy The birth of the newborn was unexpectedly tranquil.
“Hmm?”
When the tiny dragon appeared, there were even won nearby who exclaid, “How cute!”
It was a palm-sized young dragon, with an aesthetic reminiscent of a cartoon—sothing akin to the water-system little dragons Lu Ping’an had encountered in his previous life among pet-like miniature creatures.
Its translucent body carried the slippery texture of a sli, glowing faintly in an ocean-blue hue, while its dragon head leaned more toward the adorable style of animated cuteness rather than the twisted traits of dragon-serpents.
“…Is this the water dragon you envisioned in your concept?”
“That’s right.” Lu Ping’an stood with hands on his hips and nodded proudly.
His precious creation wasn’t ugly; the deeper one delved into the Extraordinary World, the more one grasped that these creations were reflections of their creator’s aesthetic sense.
Praising the little one for being cute was essentially praising him as well.
However, evidently, so were less concerned about appearances, fixating instead on strength.
“0-tier.”
“Was it a failure?”
“Just as expected…..”
Having poured in such materials and resources, only to produce a creature completely devoid of extraordinary reactions, soone imdiately broke down upon seeing this result.
Though most people estimated a failure rate as high as 99%, when the actual outco appeared, faint sobbing could still be heard in the distance—it was, after all, another failure, another step toward potential doom.
But Lu Ping’an raised the little one and, seeing her tilt her head curiously and let out a “e-woo,” he felt content.
“No, it succeeded.”
Even without the panel’s confirmation, rely the bloodline-connection was enough for Lu Ping’an to sense that this ti, he had truly succeeded.
And indeed, such was the case…
[Unknown Dragon Beast (Infinite)]
[Sole Talent: The Mother Goddess Beast aspires to beco more complete; she is the brain, soul, and self of the malicious dragon…]
Only two lines of description—the sparse details belonging to this magic pet—but Lu Ping’an knew this was the system’s best attempt at an explanation.
“You’ll be called…
Infinite… Boundless…
Mist Sound,”
Lu Ping’an mused, assigning a na to the little one who tilted her head at the world.
“So, what do we do next?”
“Do we need to test her?”
“Should we hunt so dragon-serpents for food?”
Upon hearing Lu Ping’an suggest this, the others grew sowhat more optimistic.
Even if they were deceiving themselves, they felt they ought to test her at least.
But Lu Ping’an decisively shook his head and smiled.
“No need; just let her go.
Fallen leaves return to their roots, and newborn beasts return to their nests.”
Though his words felt warm, they masked the greatest malice.
Lu Ping’an’s spiritual intuition inford him that the newborn would surprise everyone.
“Is that so….”
Simplifying procedures on Lu Ping’an’s insistence, they released the tiny creature into the sea after so brief checking.
However, there was a minor disruption—the little one clung to Lu Ping’an, unwilling to leave.
But when Lu Ping’an brought her near a dragon-serpent, she imdiately ignored him…
joyfully leaping into the sea, disappearing in the blink of an eye.
“e-woo!”
Suddenly, the creature’s adorable chirping echoed throughout the world, as if proclaiming the return of a deity.
Seconds stretched into tens, and the uneasy team finally witnessed the mont they had all been waiting for.
The tiny creature climbed atop the colossal dragon-serpent.
She seed almost powerless, sliding down as she climbed, nearly falling several tis.
re climbing took her four or five minutes, leaving onlookers anxious enough to want to intervene.
But Lu Ping’an remained calm, watching the little one with interest, even recording her—this “adorable creature,” he imagined, might one day be an embarrassing highlight of her history; fleeting monts that should be cherished.
“Sothing so small, what use could it possibly have.”
“Was it really a failure after all…..”
“Too fragile.”
Lu Ping’an’s cauldron was notoriously mysterious—so much so that even its designers could only offer blessings rather than specifically design extraordinary talents and traits for lifeforms.
While most researchers fretted in unease, soone noticed an anomaly.
“…”That dragon-serpent—that notorious, temperantal calamity dragon—hasn’t moved for five whole minutes!”
The malicious dragon-serpent: a natural predator of nearly all organic life, swallowing not only prey but even marine algae and coral reefs when food was scarce… perhaps drawn to the trace coral polyps buried within.
Such behaviors marked an inefficient tabolism reliant upon predation, suggesting that their design was specifically tailored to destroy life; born to hunt and kill everything alive.
This underlying malice earned them the moniker “Malicious Dragon-Serpent,” a na encapsulating their naked hostility toward planets and lifeforms.
Yet now, this indiscriminate, life-devouring monstrosity remained passive for six minutes—a lifeless float on the water—showing no reaction to the small creature crawling on its back.
“Mist Sound” silently climbed, slipping several tis, but ultimately reached the frozen dragon-serpent’s central dragon head.
“e-woo!”
The little one let out an adorably fierce roar, then bit down…
“Snap!”
The colossal dragon head was gone, its dismbered neck spurting torrents of blood.
The headless dragon-serpent remained stiff, unmoving as though paralyzed—from a Rule-level demon to re lifeless inertia.
Savoring the “delicious” feast, the little one didn’t stop; bite by bite, she quickly consud the massive dragon-serpent entirely.
“Splash!”
Then, she comfortably nestled into the water, playing and dozing off as she floated.
Lu Ping’an grinned, satisfied.
“…It succeeded.”
Eating was necessary, and digestion always followed; after all, sleep was an excellent ti for growth.
Soon, the little one grew rapidly—no longer the cat-and-dog-sized creature she was, now nearly as large as an adult wolf.
Growth consud trendous energy.
And so, hunger returned, prompting the next cycle of “hunting.”
This ti, she didn’t clumsily climb like before—it was too inefficient.
Chasing?
With her small stature, catching up was equally impossible.
“e-woo!”
She only let out another call, and several kiloters away, a dragon-serpent froze, floating toward her voluntarily.
“e-woo!”
Once again, starting with the dragon head, she consud the creature whole in just a few bites.
“It truly succeeded.”
“I knew it would work!”
“Celebrate cautiously.
Celebrate cautiously….
How could we not!
Pop the champagne tonight!”
As the team behind her erupted in wild celebration, Lu Ping’an smiled silently, saying little.
Everyone knew this wasn’t a problem so easily resolved.
Though their side had played its card, the opposing force might adapt accordingly…
yet that wouldn’t stop people from relaxing after catching a glimpse of hope.
“The Mother Goddess cult continues…
in such a manner….”
The Big Cat’s feelings were complicated as they watched this unfold.
The little one was the tangible manifestation of “rule,” but turning a conceptual idea into reality first required revising the preconceived “Mother Goddess cult.”
Originally, the cult was designed as the furnace of life, where all life would ultimately rge into one.
Whichever consciousness dominated in the end was incidental.
This ti, however, the revised “rule” didn’t tamper with its core…
altering that would render the rule void, necessitating a complete rebuild—a luxury of ti they didn’t have.
Instead, it adjusted the scope, drawing a boundary.
“Life from the sa origin is fated to rge.”
Therefore, naturally, the infinitely self-replicating calamity dragon encountered a predator striving for “unification.”
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