Tale of the Red Dragon Without Dragon's Might-Chapter 2 - Mismatch

"I'm really silly, really."

Although Leon can swim, the structure of a dragon's body is completely different from that of a human. Even after floundering for a while, he could only ensure that he wouldn't sink to the bottom and then slowly dog paddle towards the shore. Moreover, for some reason, he always felt a significant delay in his body movements, every action taking half a beat slower.

Regardless, Leon survived, he didn't drown, becoming the most embarrassing transmigrator.

At this moment, the shrill chirping of cicadas "zzee-yaa zee-yaa--" was incessant, as Leon lay on the scorchingly hot river pebbles at the riverbank, lifting his lackluster eyes and grimacing:

"I knew from novels that baby dragons without Dragon Inheritance are eaten by Mother Dragon, but I didn't know that each work has different settings and various house rules..."

"Why am I so obedient, listening to everything. Hearing that Mother Dragon would eat baby dragons without the Dragon Inheritance, I found a chance and desperately ran out, not considering that Red Dragon always builds nests on high mountains, and not being able to stop at cliffs, now falling into the water, I probably can't get back."

Leon had already noticed that his brain wasn't working well, probably for the same reasons that the despairing delay in his body was, as his functions were still activating since he had just hatched.

Even so, it didn't stop him from lifting his head to look and think about the possibility of Mother Dragon coming to find him... The chief of the Evil Dragons, Red Dragon, was never a responsible mother, otherwise, she would have acted when he slipped and fell, or else she would be moving by now.

Squinting and shaking his head, Leon was not discouraged, he immediately cheered up, affirming his recent escape attempt.

After all, he was a Red Dragon baby dragon, born as big as a large cat or a cheetah, and even without parental protection, he could thrive and live comfortably. Conversely, life under the care of Mother Dragon was easy, but also more restrictive... He better not show any abnormal behavior in front of Mother Dragon.

But running away is possible, can he delay for a few days? He hasn't eaten anything since hatching.

Without the food provided by Mother Dragon, he hasn't even eaten a piece of the eggshell, but he has drunk plenty of water... Leon's stomach was really empty, and soon his eyes lit up when he noticed the sparse woods by the river.

There must be something to eat there!!!

Leon struggled to rise, flapping his wings, trying to fly to make it easier to look for food, but despite flapping about, he stayed firmly on the ground.

The hesitant baby dragon started to run, flapping his wings while running, trying to control his poor little short legs to jump out, but only ended up nosediving into the mud.

After several attempts, Leon gave up, thinking that perhaps dragons are Magic Creatures after all, wings are just for assistance, the real magic helped them soar through the skies.

If it's magic, he really knew nothing about it... But is it? Dragons are definitely Magic Creatures, but at least flying isn't dependent on magic.

Wow, he couldn't remember anymore, his little brain wasn't enough.

Snorting, the baby dragon suddenly coughed, then spat out, pitifully, not even spitting out blazing flames, not even a droplet of spit.

Unable to fly, and without Flame Breath, Leon felt his prospects were a bit dim, and as he pondered, his stomach growled again, confirming that finding a way to fill his stomach was most important.

Leon walked towards the woods, searched around in the woods, and found neither a rabbit nor a deer, and even a wolf would have been good, not knowing if it's just that there weren't any, or they had spotted him early and skedaddled, as his bright crimson scales were quite conspicuous.

Red umbrella, white pole, after eating, lie down flat.

Or eat mushrooms?

There should be plenty of those.

Leon searched around, but couldn't find a single decent-looking mushroom.

Eureka!

Leon suddenly recalled the rotting log he saw while looking for mushrooms. Excitedly, he rushed over and scraped the log covered with moss and ferns using his sturdy claws. With each scrape, huge chunks of rotten wood would break off, revealing the big, white, and fat worms underneath, which he swiftly devoured with a flick of his tongue. They crunched satisfyingly with a flavor reminiscent of chicken.

The baby dragon greedily consumed the large worms, which had five times the protein content of beef. He quickly turned the entire log into splinters, uncovering and devouring all the worms hidden inside and still feeling unsatisfied.

With food, came energy, and Leon felt a significant reduction in the delay of his body's responses and his mind became sharper.

Isn't there a river nearby? If he couldn't catch fish, couldn't he flip stones to catch crabs? And if crabs were unavailable, weren't snails still an option?

Putting thoughts into action, Leon returned to the riverside, flipped stones to catch crabs, and snacked on handfuls of snails, eating until his belly rounded out. He lay on the river pebbles sunbathing joyfully. The scorching summer heat and rolling hot waves didn't cause discomfort; on the contrary, they felt incredibly comfortable.

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Initially, Leon lay flat to sleep, finding it uncomfortable to press on his wings, so he turned over, resting on the river pebbles with his eyes closed, savoring a long-lost opportunity to rest. At that moment, a 'ding' sound echoed in his mind, followed by a progress chart popping up with a black background.

The progress chart displayed a row of question marks and then lit up one of them.

"Energized after a good meal—Enjoy the first feast of dragon life."

"Regular reward: Strong."

Bright red suddenly popped out.

"Error!"

"Error!"

"Error!"

"Mismatch!"

"Re-searching!"

"Searching... Match successful."

The bright red returned to normal.

"Energized after a good meal—Enjoy the first feast of dragon life."

"Regular reward: Breathing and Exhaling Skill."

Leon gnashed his teeth; he could accept Golden Finger, as it was a basic operation for transmigrators, but he could not accept the switch from "Strong" to "Breathing and Exhaling Skill."

Considering the Magician setting—

Magic itself is an integral part of the Magician. This hidden power permeates deep within the Magician's body, heart, and soul, waiting to be released.

In this case, although he possessed the body of a Red Dragon, his soul belonged to the children of China, thus unable to access the power exclusive to dragons. Was there no choice but to switch tracks?

The baby dragon opened its eyes and tilted its large head, puzzled.

Following that, an indescribable sensation washed over him. Regaining composure, Leon already understood how to harness nature's spiritual energy and absorb the Sun and Moon Essence.

All energies, when you reach a certain height, appear in your eyes like paper folded into different shapes. Magic power is just the spiritual energy of the world, replete everywhere and not requiring specific conditions. However, places devoid of spiritual energy, known as Dead Magic Zones, are rare.

However, absorbing the Sun and Moon essence requires choosing the right time and place. The Sun Essence Absorption Technique is best performed early in the morning when the sun just rises, filled with Pure Yang Qi and displaying its unique vigorous vitality. The Moonlight Absorption Technique is ideally performed at midnight, under a clear moonlit sky with sparse stars.