PDLP Chapter 84 [High-Potential Intelligent Race]
Chapter 84 [High-Potential Intelligent Race]
Chapter 84 [High-Potential Intelligent Race]
Song You concentrated his mind and guided all the fiery power surging in his blood to his right arm.
There was no excruciating pain of flesh being torn apart and bones being reassembled as I had imagined.
A fine, dark red pattern, resembling the appearance of cooled lava, started from the back of his hand, spreading upwards along the muscle lines of his arm, all the way to his shoulder.
The patterns were not simple flat designs; upon closer inspection, they appeared to flow slowly beneath the skin, radiating an indescribable burning sensation.
He clenched his fist.
A muffled popping sound came from the air.
The size of her arms hasn't changed, and they can still be perfectly covered by a long-sleeved shirt.
But Song You could sense that the power contained within that arm was something from a completely different dimension.
He picked up a fist-sized stone from beside his feet and exerted force with his five fingers.
No sound.
The hard stone silently turned into fine stone powder in his palm, which slipped through his fingers.
The power was controlled freely, without any leakage.
With a thought, the strange dark red lines on Song You's arm slowly faded away, and his skin returned to normal, as if nothing had happened.
This ability is useful.
He nodded in satisfaction, then took out a red dragon nest fruit from the earthenware jar and popped it into his mouth.
[It can be upgraded by consuming substances containing abundant life force or fire elemental energy.]
Looking at this message, I wonder if the Red Dragon Nest Fruit will still be effective.
To his surprise, the sweet and sour juice remained, but the warm current that could wash away fatigue and strengthen the body did not reappear.
Once you put the fruit in your mouth, it tastes no different from eating a regular, delicious bayberry.
Song You looked at the Druid's Diary again, which still indicated that the bayberry was a Red Dragon Nest Fruit and that it could be effective after processing.
It seems that my body has developed resistance to this level of energy, and I need to find something else that has vitality and contains the fire element.
Song You glanced at his phone; it was 11:30 p.m.
He stood up, dusted off his pants, and walked over to Song Yezhu, who was still lying stiffly not far away.
The female wild boar sensed his approach and trembled even more violently, letting out a pleading whimper.
"Alright, I'll take you home."
Song You bent down, put one arm around the boar's front leg, and supported its belly with the other. His arm muscles weren't even very tense, yet he easily lifted this big guy weighing over 400 pounds.
The wild boar dared not move in his hand, as docile as a kitten.
Song You carried it and walked briskly towards the pigsty at the foot of the back mountain.
Throughout the entire process, he remained neither flushed nor out of breath.
After carefully placing the wild boar back into its new home, Song You turned and left.
The dragon's might that had just been faintly present and frightened the sow had been completely concealed by him. Now, he looked like an ordinary agritainment business owner.
Back in his room, he didn't turn on the light, but instead climbed in through the window, his movements so light that he didn't make a sound.
He didn't rest immediately, but wanted to study the changes in his body further.
He opened the door, preparing to go to the cellar to put the bayberries back.
Just as I stepped into the hallway, the door to the next room clicked open.
Su Yunxi came out wearing a loose cotton nightgown.
She had just finished showering; her long, black hair was still wet and dripping with water, and her fair cheeks had a natural rosy glow from the hot water.
Su Yunxi was visibly taken aback when she saw Song You.
"Senior, you're still awake?"
Song You stopped in his tracks.
His gaze fell on Su Yunxi, and the description of the [Dragon Servant] talent clearly appeared in his mind.
These days, Su Yunxi has indeed been doing her best. Although she is clumsy, her spirit of never giving up is real.
If we could transform her into a dragon servant, she would have more stamina and work harder, which seems like a good option.
That makes sense.
With that thought in mind, Song You walked towards Su Yunxi.
As Su Yunxi watched him approach, the surrounding air seemed to become somewhat hot.
She always felt that there was something different about Song You in front of her.
She couldn't say exactly where it was.
Her facial features were still the same, but the person she was with gave off a strange sense of oppression, and her eyes were deeper than usual, as if they could suck people's souls into them.
"W-what's wrong?" Su Yunxi felt a little uncomfortable under his gaze and subconsciously took a half step back.
Song You didn't say anything. He had already walked up to Su Yunxi, and then, to the girl's astonishment, he reached out and gently touched her wet hair.
The touch from my fingertips was icy cold.
Song You tried to mobilize the fiery power belonging to the red dragon within his body, hoping to transform it into so-called dragon energy and inject it into her body to complete the mark.
[Druid Log: Target detected as a high-potential intelligent race, does not meet the requirements for Dragon Servant conversion.]
Conversion failed.
It didn't work as expected.
A realization dawned on Song You; this talent had quite a few limitations.
Let's consider the [Dragon Servant] matter later.
However, the faint dragon energy at the fingertips, though unable to form a mark, acted like a miniature dryer, instantly evaporating the moisture from the hair tips.
Su Yunxi felt a warm sensation emanating from Song You's fingertips and spreading along her hair. It felt very comfortable.
Her cheeks flushed.
"Thank you for your hard work this morning and afternoon." Song You withdrew his hand, his tone calm.
"Huh? Oh, it's no trouble at all, it's nothing." Su Yunxi's mind was a little confused.
Seeing her somewhat dazed expression, Song You reached out and patted her head three times, neither too hard nor too soft, which dispelled the dragon aura emanating from her head.
However, steam was still rising from Su Yunxi's head.
"It's easy to get a headache from being in the wind at night, so go back to your room and sleep."
His voice was very gentle; it would be troublesome if someone else saw this steampunk girl.
"Alright, go ahead."
After saying that, he brushed past Su Yunxi and went downstairs.
Su Yunxi stood frozen in place, her cheeks burning and her heart pounding like a drum.
Also, why did he pat me three times?
Su Yunxi returned to her room, filled with countless questions.
After putting the earthenware jar containing the bayberries back in, Song You returned to his room and closed the door.
He walked to the wardrobe, looked at his reflection in the mirror, and was momentarily stunned.
The face in the mirror had no changes in features, but the overall demeanor had undergone a dramatic transformation.
The original rustic friendliness was replaced by an indescribable aura that was somewhere between majesty and eeriness.
His eyes were deep and unfathomable, as if harboring a ferocious beast ready to devour its prey.
This presentation is too aggressive.
Song You recalled that in the game's background story, the Red Dragon Clan had always been synonymous with chaos and evil, a symbol of tyranny and destruction.
I definitely look like that now.
No, that's too ostentatious.
He closed his eyes, trying to control his extroverted aura.
Just like before when he restrained his dragon might, he suppressed all the savage aura belonging to the red dragon back into the depths of his body.
A few minutes later, he opened his eyes again.
The person in the mirror had regained their usual calmness in their eyes, and the eerie aura had faded considerably, but a lingering sense of oppression belonging to a superior still remained between their brows.
It seems that it won't be possible to fully restore it to its original state in the short term.
Keep a low profile these next few days and avoid eye contact.
Song You sighed, walked to his desk, and turned on the desktop computer.
He needs to thoroughly investigate all the background stories about red dragons in the game "The Leisurely Life of a Druid".
Only by knowing yourself and your enemy can you better strengthen yourself.
On the other side, Su Yunxi returned to her room, closed the door, leaned against the door panel, her heart still pounding wildly.
.
She raised her hand and touched her hair.
Huh?
She paused, then carefully touched it again.
From root to tip, it felt dry and smooth, with a slight warmth.
What did you do?
Su Yunxi looked completely bewildered.
She remembered clearly that she had just finished showering, and because she was too lazy to get a hairdryer, she had just casually dried her hair with a towel, even though it was still wet.
Did I not wash my hair at all?
She ran to the bathroom, looked at the floor, and saw that there were indeed a few drops of water on the floor, and the bath towel was also wet.
She definitely took a shower, but did she wash her hair or not?
That makes sense. If your hair is wet, why would your senior pat your head?
Su Yunxi sat on the edge of the bed, completely baffled.
Forget it, I'll stop thinking about such trivial matters if I can't figure them out. There are more important issues to consider now.
She recalled the three times Song You patted her head, and the warmth from his fingertips.
Still unable to figure it out, Su Yunxi opened her phone and first opened the dormitory group chat.
No, I can't ask them. If they find out something, things will get messed up.
"I'd better ask my cousin directly," Su Yunxi sent her question to her cousin.
Wen Qingyan was holding Wen Yaya at this moment. It had just fallen asleep, but then suddenly started moving and flying around the room. It had only calmed down now.
Upon seeing the message from her cousin, Wen Qingyan gritted her teeth. Why would she bother her dear cousin in the middle of the night to ask such a question?
I took my car to get it repaired today because it broke down, and my cousin ended up ripping me off.
"Going to sleep."
Too lazy to play games with the young lady, Wen Qingyan replied with two words, then hugged Wen Yaya and fell asleep.
Mmm, so soft and so soothing.
Su Yunxi was lying in bed when she saw a reply. Her eyes lit up, she picked up her phone to look at it, then gritted her teeth and turned off the screen.
Pulling the blanket up over his head, the familiar scent of sunshine and grass, unique to Song You, still lingered around his nose.
This time, however, she felt that there was a slightly hot and bothersome smell around her head.
"Forget it, I shouldn't tell my senior about those annoying things at home."
Song You clicked on "The Leisurely Life of a Druid," a game he hadn't played in a long time. The monthly card had long since expired, and a return reward popped up.
I casually clicked on the return reward, and a druid image wearing a green robe appeared.
Instead of clicking on the character, he searched for the backstory on the game page.
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