Golden Dragon Will Never Live Mediocrity

Mo Xinghong struggled to open his drowsy eyelids in the dark, only to see a yellow light around him as he close them again.

'I went to bed at eleven o'clock after playing the game yesterday, why did I encounter a ghost pressing on my bed today?'

He muttered in a daze in his heart.

Although he couldn't exert any strength on his body, he still struggled desperately, trying to wake up.

Finally, with a crisp cracking sound, Mo Xinghong felt the pressure around him lighten.

When he opened his eyes, he saw that he was in a stone palace, with a huge golden eggshell under his body, and all kinds of gorgeous jewels were piled under the eggshell.

Lucid dream?

Before he could carefully think about it, a huge hunger made him not think about it, and he instinctively ate all the eggshells under his body.

After the need was alleviated, he just looked down at himself.

It has fleshy golden claws, two pairs of horns winding backward on its head, a pair of fleshy wings hanging on its back, which has no strength to wave, and a thick and powerful tail behind it.

Not a human at all.

Mo Xinghong knew that he was probably a monster in his dream.

Whether it was the feeling of hunger just now or the feeling of touch, the astonishing reality made Mo Xinghong sigh the wonder of lucid dreaming.

When he used to listen to others talk about it while surfing the Internet, he still felt that others were bragging.

'Give me a computer, I want to choose to fight with four men, and I will definitely be able to kill them all to get a pentakill.'

Mo Xinghong fantasized in his mind but the surroundings have not changed much, and there are no computers at all.

'I can't control my dreams?'

He was a little disappointed but he finally encountered a lucid dream, and he didn't want to wake up so soon.

He looked at the gold, jade, and jewelry under his body but he couldn't take away the things in his dream, so he wasn't interested.

Turning his gaze around, he saw four more giant eggs like him.

He saw that the giant egg seemed to be made of pure gold, shining with a golden luster.

There are intricate patterns on the giant egg, like a work of art.

A burst of hunger suddenly rang from his stomach, and the eggshells he ate just now obviously couldn't fill it.

Mo Xinghong stuck out his tongue and licked it, only to realize that he doesn't have such a thing as lips right now.

He felt that the giant eggs in front of him gave off a sweet and delicious smell, anyway, it was just a dream, and he has nothing to eat.

He opened his mouth wide, showing his sharp teeth as he suddenly felt a gust of wind blowing from behind, followed by a roar.

Turning around hurriedly, a huge beast appeared in his eyes from a distance, to be precise, it was a giant dragon, a huge Golden Dragon.

Her head was about to reach the palace above her head, her long tail dragged on the ground, sharp spikes grew from her back, her whole body was covered with bright golden thick scales, and her pair of amber pupils were majestic and eye-catching.

Carrying an unknown species of a beast on her forelegs, she strolled towards the palace, her huge body had a sense of elegance.

Seeing the giant dragon approaching, Mo Xinghong didn't feel the slightest panic in his heart, instead, he felt a little close.

Presumably, she is the mother of these dragon eggs, and I should be a Golden Dragon too.

The huge Golden Dragon found the little golden dragon that broke out of its shell, threw the beast on the ground, and stared at Mo Xinghong with joy.

"My little baby, what's your real name?"

Mo Xinghong was about to say his name when he heard the words, but suddenly his body trembled, and he said a name he had never heard before.

"O'Neill Ansair."

As if something had been awakened, an inexplicable memory suddenly appeared in his mind.

The Platinum Dragon God Bahamut created Golden Dragons, fights against Five-Colored Evil Dragons, powerful Dragon magic, Vasilioa Continent, God of Law...

Many pictures appear in front of him with narration. He couldn't help feeling confused and suddenly felt like he was Zhuang Zhou who was dreaming of a butterfly. (1)

Who am I?

My name is Mo Xinghong, I'm from Blue Star, and I'm 24 years old, I don't have a car, a house, or a girlfriend, just an ordinary person.

A veteran player in the League of Legends for ten years, ten thousand games of Yasuo with level 7 proficiency, mastered the proficiency in Sweeping Blade which is his E to move forward, and never had a pentakill so far...

Wrong!

My name is O'Neill Ansair from the O'Neills family.

I am a Great Golden Dragon!

In front of the dragon's thousands of years of memory inheritance, his memories of the past twenty years are like a helpless boat in a raging sea as it instantly submerged.

Ansair stood there in a daze.

The huge Golden Dragon on the side heard Ansair calling out his real name, and the dragon's face couldn't stop being happy.

"Dragon God, I didn't expect a real dragon to be hatched from the first egg," Olivia said happily.

Although the giant dragon family has innate inheritance and powerful talents, the hatching rate is not high. It is not bad to have a real dragon born in a litter.

Even if the remaining four are all dead eggs or dragon beasts without wisdom, she can accept it.

"Good baby, come and eat something so that you can grow stronger."

Olivia didn't realize that something was wrong with Ansair, she waved her dragon claws like a knife cutting a tofu, she cut out a large piece of meat from the slightly roasted beast and put it on the ground.

Ansair let his body act independently and ran all the way to the meat. Having been hungry for a long time, he twitched his index finger as he lied down in front of the meat and feasted on it.

The energy required for a Golden Dragon to break its shell is astonishing, it cannot be supplemented by eating eggshells alone, and he must eat extra food. At this time, it needs to be fed by the dragon's mother.

A Golden Dragon in the wyrmling stage is not considered powerful, it is even more dangerous to face some slightly stronger beasts, and it needs the care of the dragon mother.

Therefore, for the inheritance of the Golden Dragons, even Evil Dragons with a weak sense of family affection will feed the wyrmling to their young dragon at the request of the Five-Color Dragon God Tiamat.

But there are also wyrmlings who are unlucky and are abandoned in the wild and were born alone. Fortunately, the Golden Dragon has a strong digestive system and can barely make a living by eating dirt.

It's just that with the proud nature of Golden Dragon, they wouldn't eat dirt.

"Eat more, eat more, here are more meat."

Olivia gently stroked the little wyrmling who was struggling to eat, with a loving look in her eyes.

As a member of the good dragon faction, Golden Dragons would raise their children until they were teenagers, and only let them go when they were strong enough.

Olivia didn't notice that a large piece of flesh before Ansair's eyes suddenly disappeared out of thin air, and his body swelled up at the same time.

Hmm?

She felt that something was wrong, her child seemed to be getting bigger.

She shook her head, thinking that she had misread it, how could a dragon grow bigger just after eating a little food and didn't even digest it.

Ansair was full of food and drink, and a sense of tiredness struck him, no longer thinking about who he was, he crawled onto the ground and fell asleep.

Olivia softly used magic to levitate Ansair and gently placed him on the gold trove.

Meanings:

- Zhuang Zhou was dreaming of a butterfly. - a fixed allusion to a delightful experience. It was assimilated into descriptions of a happy existence and expressions of self-content.