386: Hatched dragons, look how beautiful you are

The Dimension Butterfly ignored Yang Dian.

After spraying a breath at the Dragon egg, it turned around and flew into Yang Dian's glabella, continuing to play dead.

However, the half-petrified Dragon egg in Yang Dian's palm, after receiving a breath, began to grow vigorously in vitality.

In just a few breaths, the petrified area on the egg completely receded, and its entire body became shimmering silver.

“Huh, why does this egg also have a bit of golden light?”

The Curse Witch, seeing that Yang Dian indeed had no intention of killing them, her fear dissipated, and she curiously asked about the Dragon egg in Yang Dian's hand:

“It can really hatch...”

Before she could finish her second sentence, she was gagged by the Astrology Witch.

“You should just say less.”

“If you talk the Dragon egg to death, we might just have to be buried with it!”

As soon as the Astrology Witch finished speaking, a soft 'click' sound came from Yang Dian's hand.

As the silver light on the Dragon egg became even more dazzling, Yang Dian felt that the originally rock-hard Dragon egg had become somewhat soft.

“Is it going to hatch?”

No sooner had the thought crossed his mind than the soft, spherical sensation disappeared, replaced by the soft, squishy feeling of the Little Black Cat before it grew up.

Reaching out to pinch the somewhat soft little body, a milky 'awoo' sound immediately rang out in Yang Dian's palm.

“┗|｀O′|┛ Awoo~~”

As the long cry faded, the silver glow in Yang Dian's palm receded.

A Western Dragon Clan, silver-white all over, with twin wings on its back seemingly twinkling with stars, appeared in Yang Dian's palm.

The young Dragon looked at Yang Dian, let out two 'awoo' calls, and then exhaled a blue-white breath less than three centimeters long.

Then, as if its strength was exhausted, it lost all energy and simply lay down in Yang Dian's palm.

Yang Dian rubbed his brow, a bit troubled:

“You said this little guy would help me open the door?”

The Dimension Butterfly didn't speak, but Dudu extended a tentacle, wrapped it around the little Dragon's hind leg, and dangled it, shaking it twice.

The little Dragon remained motionless, as if dead, letting Dudu do as it pleased.

Aside from occasionally flapping its wings to indicate it was alive, it really was no different from a toy.

Dudu played with it for a while, and seeing that it wouldn't interact with it like the Little Black Cat, it somewhat dejectedly retracted its tentacle and conveyed to Yang Dian the thought that 'the little Dragon is not fun at all, not as fun as the Little Black Cat'.

Yang Dian flicked Dudu's tentacle and then rubbed the little Dragon's head.

Perhaps because it had just been born, the young Dragon, unlike the Griffin, was not covered in hard Dragon scales.

It was very soft right now.

Just like the Little Black Cat before it grew up, its entire body was soft and boneless, allowing Yang Dian to play with it as he pleased.

“So, what name should I give you?”

“Little Silver Dragon?”

After muttering to himself, Yang Dian rummaged through his spatial ring again.

Spirit Medicine, Ore, rare items, meat from beasts of other worlds... The Witches watched the items taken from Yang Dian's spatial ring and suspended around the young Dragon, their eyes wide and their expressions greedy.

They also needed various resources to Cultivate witchcraft.

However, the young Dragon was listless towards all the items.

After glancing at the things Yang Dian took out of his spatial ring, it wagged its tail twice, wiggled its body, and brought its head to Yang Dian's wrist, directly resting on the spatial ring and closing its eyes.

Looking at the sleeping little Dragon, and sensing the space inside the spatial ring beginning to shrink at an imperceptible speed, Yang Dian suddenly understood.

“It survives by eating spatial energy?”

Easy to raise, and not easy to raise.

Easy to raise, because Yang Dian had plenty of spatial treasures.

The spatial raw stones used to create ordinary spatial rings, and the star cores used to create special storage rings, both possessed spatial attributes.

Not easy to raise, meant for ordinary people to try raising one.

If the young Dragon could only survive by eating spatial energy, ordinary people would probably starve it to death.

Taking out a spatial raw stone from his spatial ring and tucking it into the young Dragon's embrace, Yang Dian put it back into his palm and looked at the Knowledge Witch, saying:

“I am very satisfied with the Space-Time Dragon.”

“After we leave here, I will have our Machina notify O3 to cease fire with England for three months.”

The Knowledge Witch pursed her lips:

“But three months is not enough time for us to prepare to fight against the Machina; after three months, the Machina will still return and kill a large number of civilians.”

“Protecting the safety of the civilians and people of their respective countries is something that each government needs to consider,” Yang Dian turned his gaze to the Red Dragon Griffin:

“I am only responsible for Huaxia and the overall safety of Earth.”

Saying that, he extended his right hand to the Red Dragon again, and with a terrified expression on the Red Dragon's face, he crumpled it into a ball:

“To ensure Earth's safety from threats from other worlds, and to accurately obtain information about other worlds, I will take Griffin. Do any of Your Excellencies object?”

The Witches were silent.

Did their opinions matter?

They did not.

If they had objections, would Yang Dian not take Griffin?

How could that be?

So, they could only remain silent.

Seeing that the Witches did not express opposition, Yang Dian looked at Griffin, who was crumpled into a ball, his small eyes showing terror:

“I'll find you a nest later. Behave yourself once you're inside. If you dare to collapse the nest, I'll remove your claws.”

Casually tossing Griffin into his beast-taming ring, Yang Dian once again surveyed the garden, which had been plowed into ruins, then turned and left.

What he needed to obtain had already been obtained. Next, it was time to interrogate Griffin and conduct some experiments related to the territory map using the Space-Time Orb.

When refining the territory map, Yang Dian had added many things to it.

Some things, he wasn't sure if they had succeeded or not.

Now that he had the opportunity, he had to go back and try.

As Yang Dian turned, the Witches exchanged quick glances.

After a moment, having reached a consensus with their eyes, the Knowledge Witch called out to him before he left the secret garden:

“Your Excellency, if we join Huaxia and offer all our savings from these years, I wonder if you, or Huaxia, could quell the Machina rebellion.”

“Even if it's just England's Machina rebellion.”

Yang Dian stopped and turned his head, a sneer playing on his lips:

“Join Huaxia?”

“Look how beautiful you all are.”

“Does our Huaxia lack a few people like you?”

He could accept Witches, but not the current Witches.

After shattering the Witches' illusions, Yang Dian took out six thick, large-format books from his spatial ring again.

“Five Thousand Years of Chinese History,” detailing even how many male consorts Empress Wu Zetian had.

“Here, memorize these books and visualize the Spark before we talk.”

“Once your loyalty is verified, we will naturally give you an opportunity to join Huaxia.”

What opportunity?

First, go to the front lines as cannon fodder.

As long as they could survive on the front lines and earn enough merit, what harm was there in giving them an ID card?

Handing the six large-format books to the Witches, Yang Dian immediately left the Witches' secret garden with Helena.

The sea outside the garden was also bustling.

Drones, armed helicopters, bombers, frigates, aircraft carriers, and war robots with glowing red eyes covering the aircraft carriers... Clearly, O3 had found the source of the tsunami and dispatched a large number of combat units to investigate the situation.