Four Split Personalities

"Big guy, can we get me out of here first before we continue this conversation?"

The egg interrupted Motan, ingratiatingly saying, "My deadbeat dad had it all set up. As long as a Dragon Descendant with good compatibility with me passes all the trials and reaches this room, they could break the seal. So... you see that... um... you know, right..."

Motan frowned, puzzled, "Are we really that compatible?"

"Haha, listen to you! I knew the moment you placed your hand on the door and initiated mental communication with me..."

The egg chuckled twice, not hesitating at all to answer, "Our compatibility is off the charts bad, even worse than ogres to gnolls."

Motan’s face stiffened: "Then why are you still..."

"What can I do? My deadbeat dad doesn’t know I’m awake. If I miss this chance, waiting another ten or twenty thousand years would actually do me in!"

The egg murmured weakly, its voice utterly dejected, "So it wouldn’t just be you, even if a sand goblin stumbled in here by mistake, I’d still have to call them ’Dad’."

Motan’s mouth twitched, producing a dry laugh: "I don’t plan to be your daddy."

"Ah, you just don’t get it."

The egg quivered slightly, boasting proudly, "When I call you ’Dad’, it doesn’t mean I’m acknowledging you as my father. It’s a way to express an idea of respect, like ’you’re the boss, you’re the best, you rule,’ ya know? It’s like when I tell others ’@#$%! you,’ I don’t really mean ’@#$%! them,’ it’s more like..."

"Stop! Isn’t it enough that I’m trying to find a way to get you out?"

"Okay, Dad!"

"..."

Ji Xiaoge watched with eyes wide and jaw agape as Motan conversed with the egg in the middle of the stone chamber, feeling her values bleeding away.

"So, what should I do now?"

Motan, exhausted in body and spirit, approached the giant egg, inquiring about the next steps.

Though weary at heart, he still wanted to help the egg, which had been trapped here for nearly two thousand years, escape its predicament.

"It’s simple, simple. Just smear some of your blood on this pedestal, and the prohibition left by my deadbeat dad will automatically lift," the other party immediately explained without hesitation, bubbling with excitement, "Then smear the blood on the eggshell, sign a contract with me, and I can successfully hatch. Tsk tsk, my old man really had too much free time—there’s no need for all these complications. But he was addicted to the Bard’s stories back in the day and just had to have a blood ritual, a completely meaningless step like farting with trousers on."

Motan didn’t bite at that line, instead, he silently borrowed a pancake from Ji Xiaoge, sliced his finger open, let his blood drip onto the stone pedestal beneath the egg, and quickly completed the first step.

Then... nothing happened, or at least nothing that Motan and Ji Xiaoge could see.

However, the giant egg shook with excitement, shaking off its previous rare rumbles of protest and bouncing down from the pedestal like a basketball, ’clank’ hitting the ground in front of Motan, bouncing excitedly: "Holy cow, that’s awesome!"

"About that..."

Finally unable to bear it any longer, Ji Xiaoge asked, "Aren’t you still unborn? Haven’t you been sitting here by yourself since you awakened? Where did you learn all this nonsense? No, no, the fact that you can talk without anyone teaching you is already mind-boggling!"

The egg was silent for a good while, then rolled over to Motan and whispered, "That woman... she doesn’t really have a hole in her brain, does she?"

"I heard that!"

Ji Xiaoge was instantly enraged, her feathers bristling high into the air, shouting, "I’m a professional cook, you believe I will cook you or not!?"

"Turns out she’s a cook..."

"You! Mor, don’t hold me back, I’m going to stew this son of a gun today no matter what!"

The girl restrained by Motan struggled fiercely.

"Come on, stop it, it’s been confined for so many years, don’t stoop to its level."

While Mor nervously controlled Ji Xiaoge, he feigned anger at the egg pretending to be dead beside him: "You apologize right now, or she might really stew you! Don’t blame me for not warning you, if Night Song cooks you into a dish, even the genuine ingredients would question their existence! I won’t stop her if you keep talking nonsense!"

"Mommy, I was wrong!"

The so-called sagacious egg knows the right moment, so when Motan scared it, the egg immediately changed its tune and acknowledged kinship.

"I’m not your mom!"

Ji Xiaoge stopped struggling, her face red with embarrassment as she shouted, then turned to Motan with suspicion, "You just said ’questioning life’?"

"Uh..."

"Do you believe I could turn you into stew?"

"I was wrong, sister."

"Hmph!"

Ji Xiaoge glared at Motan displeased, then refocused on the egg and demanded angrily, "Out with it, why can you talk, how do you know so much! Are you the reincarnation of that trashy Dragon Bosh?"

"Injustice!"

The egg immediately howled, declaring loudly, "We of the Dragon Clan have bloodline inheritance! Under normal circumstances, parents pass on some basic knowledge when their child is about to hatch, including the common language and a lot of general knowledge. Although it’s not much, speaking is certainly not a problem, and the reason I know a bit more is that my deadbeat dad knew I might stay here a long time, so he poured a massive amount of knowledge into me, hoping I would slowly absorb it during my slumber. Even though it’s a lot, as long as absorption is subconscious and there’s enough time, there’s almost no risk of becoming brain-damaged from too much knowledge."

Motan nodded slightly, then frowned, "But didn’t you awaken a long time ago due to an accident?"

"Yes, but I can sleep again... One sleep lasts two to three hundred years, then I’d wake up, contemplate life for a few days, and then have another snooze, another couple of hundred years. I absorbed and mastered all the knowledge left by deadbeat dad about five hundred years ago."

The egg claimed in a matter-of-fact tone, not sounding like it was lying.

"My brain hurts."

Ji Xiaoge sighed and gritted her teeth, "And to think I was actually worried for it when I heard the cries for help before, really... Hmph, had I known, I should’ve listened to Mor and just left."

"Ha... Haha..."

Motan shook his head with a smile, then reopened the healed wound on his hand using the pancake, stepped forward, and smeared blood on the dragon egg, shrugging, "So, just be a good person to the end."

"Yeah, exactly."

The egg chimed in and after being silent for a moment, solemnly said, "Also, even though I haven’t hatched yet, that beauty can’t call me Wang Ba (bastard), I’m a Dragon Descendant, a Dragon Descendant, mind you! My veins carry the blood of Gold Dragons! Afraid of Gold Dragons, aren’t you? Um... okay, hold on, I’ll establish the contract first."

The next second, the fresh blood that Motan had painted on the dragon egg suddenly burst forth with a golden light, making the entire stone chamber exceptionally bright.

And then...

[Dragon Egg Awakening: Established a contract with the progeny of the Last Dragon King Poshu Gallon 1/1]

[Dragon Egg Awakening completed, reward received: 150,000 selectable experience points, Golden Dragon Descendant Companion (Unnamed)]

[This quest chain is entirely completed with a 101% rate, receiving additional rewards: selectable experience points 10,000, Thorn Knight experience points 10,000, all Dragon Clan reputation increased by 100 points]

As a series of system prompts rang out in Motan’s ears, the giant egg in front of them also developed golden-crackling fissures and, after two seconds, burst apart, revealing a figure shrouded in a golden haze...

"Wow, it’s born!"

Ji Xiaoge tugged forcefully at Motan’s arm.

"Yeah, it’s born."

He nodded slightly, his eyes revealing a hint of anticipation. After all, who would have thought they would actually get a Golden Dragon as a companion... This was simply...

"Holy shit!!!"

A thunderous roar suddenly sounded in front of them, and as the haze faded, it revealed...

"Where are my wings!? My scales?! My sharp teeth and claws?! Where did this shell come from!? Damn it! I really am a freaking Wang Ba (bastard), aren’t I?!?! AHHHHHHHH!!!"

Chapter 591: The End