The early morning of the canyon was always filled with mist. The mist moved slowly along the currents, brushing the green pines and cypresses on both banks. It was as leisurely as the rhythm of a dragon's life.
Inside the cave, Jose woke up from his sleep and stretched his body.
Ever since he started living here, he had become more and more like a shut-in. He would often sleep for 10 days after a meal.
However, the slumber of the young dragon was not truly a deep sleep. Instead, it was a mental state between being awake and sleeping.
In this state, their sixth sense and other beastly instincts would be fully released. Once these instincts were stimulated by the outside world, they would immediately wake the dragon up and maximize his safety.
This strange physiological mechanism was the result of long-term biological evolution. On the one hand, the combat power of young dragons was low, so sleeping could reduce energy consumption, allowing more energy for physical development.
On the other hand, sleep was an essential part of growth for young dragons, and it was even the main part. All of this information came from the inheritance of dragons.
The inheritance of dragons was simply the memories left behind by the ancestors of the dragons. These memories were all-encompassing: magic knowledge, combat skills, life experiences, dragon life, values, and so on…
This was the problem. The memories left behind by the ancestors of the dragons were as vast as the ocean. If they were to rush in, it would cause the young dragon's brain to explode and turn them into a mindless fool.
The solution to this problem was to separate the inheritance of dragons into small pieces and store them separately. As there was too much information to process when one was awake, sleeping became the best time for the young dragon to digest the vast information.
"This is simply the realistic version of dream learning."
Jose couldn't help but sigh. He had not expected his ultimate dream in his last life to come true after his transmigration.
However, the Red Dragons had always been known for reckless behavior — burning, killing, and plundering. How could such villains be reliable as teachers?
It was like reading a novel. You would never be able to predict what you would see in the next moment after reading the inheritance of dragons.
For example, an ancestor named Klaus — who, a moment ago, was still expounding on his great idea — had suddenly activated his wand with the little hook on his wing and then, without warning, showed off his erotic exploits, whose list included "beauties" of every race.
With the noble idea of observing the birth of new species, Jose finished viewing the "combat" records of this ancestor who could be considered great in every sense of the word. Then, he began to doubt his life.
From a human perspective, Klaus the unreliable ancestor was undoubtedly a weirdo, but according to the standards of dragons, this was perfectly normal.
If one were to give titles to the knowledge recorded in the inheritance of dragons, then the following would be appropriate: "How Bullies Are Created", "How To Attempt Robbery Effectively", "The Art of Threatening", "Mental Conditioning Manual", "Your Pain, My Happiness"…
Jose muttered to himself as he threw an iron ore into his mouth, "No wonder the Red Dragons have such a bad reputation. This is the reason."
Fortunately, before he transmigrated, he already had a complete personality. Otherwise, he would have been brainwashed by the inheritance of dragons and become like the other Red Dragons, looking down on all races, including the other dragons, and taking it for granted that the whole world should obey him.
However, the ways of the Red Dragons were not entirely without merit. As long as they did not fail, their arrogance was equivalent to self-flattery and was an effective method to spread their reputation. The more famous they were, the more they could attract the wanderers in the wilderness to join them.
For Jose, who had a human mindset, being arrogant and conceited was a disguise to hide his true personality, lowering the enemy's vigilance against him. Furthermore, looking down on others and calling other living beings worms was quite cool.
"Ha! The mighty True Dragon — Jose
Growl~
Jose's stomach growled as he had to ignore these fantasies now. Facing reality, it was time to go out hunting.
Two streams of sulfuric breath came out of his sharp nose. He stood up from the ground, and his joints cracked as he stretched.
All the way through the slanting passage to the landing platform, the young Red Dragon looked down on the entire canyon.
At this moment, the red sun had just risen in the sky, and the valley was filled with mist. Visibility was very low.
But it did not matter. He was already familiar with this land.
The Red Dragon jumped down from the cliff and landed in the clouds. It flapped its wings happily and created a strong wind to blow away the clouds. This was a new experience for Jose who had no wings before.
After playing for a while, he began to fly along the canyon in search of prey. He was not randomly flying around to try his luck. There was a particular route to fly.
First of all, the flying altitude would not exceed the peak of the mountain. This way, even if someone was standing on the peak of a mountain far away, they would not be able to see the Red Dragon in the canyon, which minimized the risk of exposing his whereabouts.
Secondly, there was a certain range to hunt. The range was 10 miles around the nest. The two dragons had patrolled this territory many times, but they did not find anything that could threaten their existence.
This was a hunting ground belonging to the two dragons.
Based on his understanding of the territory, it was easy for Jose to find prey. There was a cave in the mountains where a family of wild boars lived.
The Red Dragon descended from the sky, tore open the soil layer above the cave, dug out the boar family that was buried by the soil, and ate the helpless boar couple.
He would not do something stupid like killing the young. The shivering young wild boars survived.
Jose was not worried about the little wild boar's survival. In the past two months, the carnivores in the territory had either entered the bellies of the two dragons or escaped. He would not keep these competitors to fight for food resources with him.
After filling his stomach, the Red Dragon embarked on his return journey, but before he fell asleep again to receive the teachings of his ancestors, he decided to visit his White Dragon ally.
Cassie's nest was close to Jose's home, just down the river at the base of the cliff. It was a half-submerged cave that opened onto the border between the river and the cliff.
After they settled down, the two dragons had been in deep sleep for a long time. Furthermore, they would often be separated from each other when they were awake. The two dragons had not seen each other for more than two months.
Jose landed on the riverbank, his hind legs touching the smooth cobblestones that had been polished by the river. The pebbles were trampled by his heavy weight, and there was a hissing sound of friction against the other stones as he folded his wings.
"Cassie!"
Not long after he roared, a fish-like figure emerged from the clear river. Cassie popped his head out of the river, and water droplets dripped down his body like long chains.
"Boss… Boss Jose."
"Have you completed the mission I gave you?"
"Yes… yes. I practice talking every… every time before I fall asleep."
Jose nodded in satisfaction. The problem with Cassie's stutter was caused by his young age and the lack of brain development. It would be fixed over time.
Jose wanted to speed up the process, for no other reason than to have a better conversation with Cassie. After all, it was uncomfortable to hear his stuttering all the time.
He did not have any good ideas about curing stuttering. He could only let Cassie practice talking more as practice made perfect after all.