Chapter 6: Heir to the Human Line, Not the Dragon Bloodline

Sensing the sudden increase in prestige points, Lind could not help but feel a surge of joy. It seemed that the key was to do things that triggered strong emotions in the young dragon. This opened up two possible paths.

One way was to excel at tasks within Victoria’s range of understanding, which would obviously boost his prestige in her eyes. The other was to perform feats that exceeded her comprehension; regardless of whether it was a dragon or a human, one could not help but feel awe when facing the unknown.

As Lind pondered his course of action, Victoria crept up to him, looking pitiful. She mumbled, "Human, help me blow on it, I can't reach."

Hearing this, Lind glanced once more at the comical, swollen bump, tried his best to suppress his laughter, and nodded silently. After comforting the young dragon, he began to process the fallen tree trunk.

With his ability, the speed at which his fingers excavated the wood was far beyond ordinary; it took only three seconds to harvest a cubic meter of wood into a block. The form the wood took was quite interesting—a cube with edges about the length of a middle finger’s knuckle. It looked like a slightly oversized Lego brick, which made it much easier for Lind to carry.

He even experimented along the way: if he wanted to restore the small block to its original size, he only needed to slam it against the ground with force. The moment it touched a hard surface, it would suddenly expand back into a one-cubic-meter block. In a way, it was similar to the "pop-bang" fireworks he used to play with as a child.

Through repeated practice, Lind soon developed an advanced technique. By throwing a mini-block into the air and then launching a second one at a faster speed, the moment they collided, two large blocks would instantly materialize and lock together, falling to the ground as a single mass. This might prove to have miraculous effects, catching an opponent off guard in certain situations. Lind dubbed this attack method the "Double-Kick."

The success rate was a bit concerning, though—at most one or two successes out of ten attempts. After all, it required precise judgment, strength, and speed. With more practice, he would surely improve his proficiency.

[Prestige +1]

Seeing the pop-up notification, Lind immediately realized Victoria must be watching him. Sure enough, less than three seconds later, a head nudged right up to him with no sense of personal space.

"Human, what is that?"
"It's a block." Lind replied, mimicking the authentic accent of the Gem Dragon.

Seeing her dissatisfied expression, he shrugged and corrected himself: "Just a block. You can think of it as me compressing its original size."

Having said that, Lind decided to demonstrate with a practical action. He placed his right hand on the wood, and within seconds, a clean, square notch appeared in the center of the trunk, while a mini wooden block materialized in his palm.

"How magical!!!" Victoria’s eyes sparkled as she watched this novel scene. She had never seen this kind of magic before! Was it some special spatial magic? If so, Lind was truly incredible. She hadn't heard him recite any incantations or sensed any fluctuation in mana. Just a touch and a grab, and a standard small block was formed.

[Prestige points +5]

Facing the increase in prestige points, Lind considered it a side validation of his theory.

"Victoria, why don't you try it?"
"I don't know how to do it." Victoria mimicked his actions, placing her claw on the wood. She waited for a few seconds, but nothing happened. She hung her head, dejected. "Can you teach me?"
"Sorry, I learned this trick from someone named Steve. It's passed down to humans, not dragons."
"Why is that..."

Rejected, Victoria stared at Lind’s face with teary eyes, pleading, "I speak human words too, teach me, please."
"We'll talk about that later. However, I can share these blocks with you. You can use them to build a bigger bed or something. Shall I teach you how to use them?"
"Okay!" The young dragon’s gloom vanished, and she agreed enthusiastically.

[Prestige +1]

Looking at his total of 15 prestige points, Lind decided to use the translation command first. Although he could barely manage Victoria’s accent, communication was still a struggle. Furthermore, learning the dragon language early would be helpful for interacting with other dragon species in the future. It was quite a practical ability.

With that in mind, he silently recited the cheat command: /translation.

A strange sensation coursed through his brain, like the relief of finally being unblocked after three days of constipation. The obscure and convoluted dragon language slowly transformed into the language he knew well. He began to understand everything...

"Human? Human? Why did you faint?" Victoria called out to Lind in her native tongue, full of anxiety. He had been perfectly fine a moment ago, so why did he suddenly collapse? He must be sick. But she had no idea what kind of illness it was.

Victoria felt helpless for a moment. She didn't know any healing magic and didn't know how to help Lind recover. So, she hugged Lind, continuously stroking his head with her foreclaws, coaxing him softly as her mother used to comfort her: "There, there, little dragon, all the pain will fly away."

"..."

The first thing Lind heard upon regaining his senses was Victoria’s "pain will fly away" chant. *Maybe I should close my eyes and lie down a bit longer; I must be hallucinating.*

"Human, are you okay?" The voice was filled with concern, making it impossible to ignore. He finally chose to face reality.

"Victoria, I'm not a child, I don't need to be coaxed like that. Even adults have a hard time enduring pain when they're sick."
"But you're not an adult, you're a young human, just like I'm a young dragon. If you're uncomfortable, you have to say it. Even if I can't take that pain away for you, at least I can stroke your head and stay by your side. It must be so miserable to suffer alone when you're sick. That never happens in my family. If one of my brothers or sisters is sick, Mom and Dad and the other dragons will stay by their side, feed them medicine, and help them get better."
"That sounds nice..." This stirred a sense of envy in Lind, who had grown up in a single-parent household after his parents' divorce in middle school.
"You have to promise me that if you feel unwell, you must tell me in advance. That way, I can prepare, whether it's picking herbs or fetching water—I’ll do anything to help you recover quickly."
"Uh, thanks..."

The sincerity in those rainbow-like eyes made Lind feel a bit embarrassed; he couldn't bear to keep making eye contact. The words he wanted to use to explain himself were swallowed back down. The feeling of being cared for and valued by a dragon wasn't half bad. A warmth seeped into his heart.

"You're welcome! We promised to be good friends, after all." She added, "You're my good friend-human, and I'm your good friend-dragon, hee hee."
"Pfft." Seeing the young dragon's smiling face, Lind couldn't help but smile from the heart. "What a strange way to put it; it sounds awkward."
"It's not strange at all! This is a new phrase I came up with. No other dragons could think of it."

Victoria finished speaking and pointed to her back, signaling Lind to climb on. "Since you're not feeling well, I'll carry you back to the tree hole. I won't fly that fast on purpose this time."
"So it *was* on purpose before." Lind said with a dark face as he climbed onto the dragon's back.
"No, it wasn't! It was a slip of the tongue; you didn't hear anything."
"Ha, I..."
"I'm not listening, I'm not listening! Take off!"