Young Dragon Observation Log 1 — I Encountered a Human

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Dragon Era, July 20, 3178
Weather: Tomato
I am Victoria, a super-cool treasure hunter, and I am going to show you how to survive in some of the most hostile environments in the world.
And how to successfully escape from the gaping maws of wicked dragons to seize their treasures.
Someday, if you are lucky enough to read my log, you will understand the legendary adventures of a young dragon, hehehe.
But for now, the first principle of a treasure hunter is—
Fill your belly!
Only with sufficient stamina can you dance with powerful opponents.
Time to eat some fish, meow...
(A crooked drawing of a dragon fishing with its tail)
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Dragon Era, July 21, 3178
Weather: White Cotton
The weather today is not as good as yesterday; every so often, a large patch of white cotton blocks the tomato, and I have to wait a long time for the wind to blow it away.
Perhaps other dragons prefer to call them clouds and the sun?
But I am different!
Those white clouds must be soft and fluffy if you lie on them, like cotton planted in the sky.
If anything, the sky is just an inverted land, and the little birds are the dragons doing the planting.
Therefore, different weather means different crops have ripened.
When I told the previous generation of treasure hunters about my theory, they giggled incessantly. Are they mocking me for being childish?
Darn it, is there really no other dragon who thinks like me and understands what I mean?
One day, I, Victoria, will become the owner of the sky, and I will choose exactly what crops to plant.
Tremble, you dragons, gaga-ga!
(A drawing of a strawberry-shaped cloud, perhaps implying the author plans to plant only strawberries?)
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Dragon Era, July 22, 3178
Weather: Super Tomato
Today is a good day indeed~ the sun is shining bright~
My intuition about treasure is getting stronger, and the Super Tomato reflects this as well.
The second principle of a treasure hunter is—
Act immediately!
Do not let hesitation ruin your chance to find treasure!
The vague signal of the location is quite far away, and I am a bit tired from flying, so I will pick a giant dragon-melon to eat first.
Come to think of it, I believe there is a Red Dragon Overlord in this area, but I didn't look...
(The handwriting suddenly becomes jagged, as if the author was startled)
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Phew, phew...
A great treasure hunter almost fell here.
Though my body is petite, my mind is incredibly agile.
That is me, Victoria, hehe.
I am certainly not comparable to that dim-witted Red Dragon whose brain is smaller than its teeth.
Even while lingering on the edge of danger, I always adhere to the third principle of a treasure hunter—
Never return empty-handed!
This is the conviction that kept me from abandoning my melon to flee.
Only the immense joy of obtaining treasure can become the motivation for the next operation.
Conversely, if I snag nothing, I would only be left with my own little pearls.
Right now, I am about to enjoy my hard-earned...
(The handwriting suddenly cuts off; the author is distracted by a newly appeared creature)
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Human!
It is a human!
No dragon would ever imagine what I just saw.
Although they look slightly different from the books, a genius young dragon like me recognized at a glance that this is a human—unbeatable, peerless, and the conqueror of all dragons in the world!
It is a pity it is not night, otherwise Grandpa Ottotaslav could see it from up in the sky.
Grandpa said that all dragons will fly into the sky on a suitable night and transform into stars.
As the wisest, most learned, and kindest Chrono-Dragon, Grandpa Ottotaslav must be the brightest star of them all.
The World Book he left me is said to be made from the leaves of the World Tree, and the wisdom carried by the World Tree is supposed to appear on the front pages of the book.
Though I do not know why many pages seem to be missing; I clearly remember they were there before. Perhaps there is something wrong with my memory.
But it is not a big problem.
Grandpa told me many legends, including those about humans, who are said to be even older than our dragon race.
In the era when they still existed, dragons were merely appendages to humans, usually kept as mounts.
Perhaps they bullied us dragons for too long, and the stars in the sky could not bear it any longer, falling to the ground one after another to smash bumps onto their heads.
It must be because dragons helped other dragons that some survived the meteor shower, while all the humans were smashed to death.
Ever since then, we have entered the era of dragon supremacy.
Though I do not know how the human in front of me survived.
But even when facing such a formidable and terrifying existence from the past, I did not feel a sliver of fear!
Yes, not a single sliver of fear!
A genius young dragon like me, plus the title of treasure hunter, must naturally exude the regal aura of a powerhouse, which surely will make this human wary.
Following this, I took out the World Book to further project my pressure. (It was absolutely not because I was nervous and suddenly forgot the human language Grandpa taught me, absolutely not!)
After I bravely took the first step and expressed my meaning in the most imposing tone, the human in front of me was indeed stunned. He took the initiative to show goodwill, praised me for being beautiful, and wanted to be my friend.
Hehehe...
(The latter half of this page is covered in hearts, wavy lines, and stars; the meaning is unclear)
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*Ahem!*
After some in-depth understanding, I learned that he is a "young human." He does not have the powerful abilities humans had in the past and needs to grow slowly.
Hmm, understandable.
In fact, it is better that he is a young human; if he were an adult, he would surely turn me into a little dragon bun (sad).
He might even make me his mount.
Just as I was thinking this, this detestable young human revealed his intentions—
He actually wants to ride me!
Even as a young human, is the urge to ride a dragon carved into his very bones?
Humans are simply villains.
Thinking that I look cute and kind-hearted, so I am easy to deceive, huh?
Hmph, I must teach you a lesson.
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Wahahaha, stupid young human vs. genius young dragon, the genius young dragon wins completely!
Don't be fooled by the fact that I'm just a dragon~
The cleverness of this dragon is beyond your imagination~
I sang happily, and the young human named Linde seemed unable to understand Dragon Tongue.
Perhaps in the future, I can openly call him a fool in front of him, hehe.
I must use practical actions to tell him that I am not a dragon to be bullied, but—
A LEGENDARY TREASURE HUNTER!
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Well, I might not be that legendary yet, because I cannot understand the magic of young humans at all.
Just like that, "boom," and then "pat," and he can turn a huge tree trunk into many blocks.
Humans truly possess magic that dragons do not.
I must stick by his side and see if I can steal a trick or two. That way, when dealing with other wicked dragons, I will not have to rely only on my clever brain, but also on my fists and kicks.
Hehe-ha-he!
I will beat the Red Dragon to the ground and make it call me "Master" obediently.
It seems very late, but there is still so much left to write, playing games with the young human...
And the "Young Human Conquest Plan"...
No, I must stay up late to finish them—
(The author seems to have fallen asleep)
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