The Golden Dragon soared through the clouds, its form intermittently visible amidst them.
Soon, lightning flashed, thunder rumbled, and rain began to pour, inciting outbursts of amazement.
[Holy shit, a rain ritual!?]
[Why the surprise? Isn't summoning clouds and rain part of a dragon's job?]
[Damn, this is the real world!]
At this moment, a curtain of rain enveloped the Star Alliance Capital, growing heavier by the moment.
Countless scientists in the capital rushed outside to bathe in the rain, gazing at the semi-transparent Golden Dragon overhead, their emotions lingering unsettled for a long time.
Many researchers were also busy collecting and testing the rainwater, but no matter how they examined it, it was just ordinary rainfall.
Witnessing this spectacle, more Power of Collective Will converged, but Lu Yao did not want the Magical Treasure to continue absorbing it.
Like freshly sprouted seedlings, what's needed is nurturing, not aggressive fertilization.