Woke Up to Find the Game I Made Came True-Chapter 55

Dragon Tomb? How could it be a Dragon Tomb!

This realization sent a chill down Ye Bai's spine. Oh no, had she accidentally teleported to the ancestral burial grounds of the ancient dragons?!

If discovered, it wouldn’t just be a single breath of dragon fire that would finish her off—she’d be devoured alive by the ancient dragons!

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Wait… hold on. As soon as this thought crossed her mind, Ye Bai noticed something odd.

The Sky City was a floating city, and if it housed something as significant as a Dragon Tomb, it would undoubtedly be in a more secluded area within the city. Unless the ancient dragons had developed a bizarre hobby of dancing on graves, any battles would likely take place in less critical areas, like training halls… or, well, unimportant places. They wouldn’t bring the fight to the Dragon Tomb itself.

As Ye Bai had initially thought, even if parts of the Dragon Lair had crumbled, it would only be fragments from the edges, nothing substantial.

But now, amidst the rubble, Ye Bai saw an abundance of dragon script. In fact, she had even mastered the ancient dragon language just by deciphering it.

Ye Bai opened her achievement system and looked at her newly acquired title—

**[Dragon Language Expert]:** Ancient Dragon Favorability +10, Stamina Limit +50

This was an excellent rare achievement. When Ye Bai had successfully changed her class at level 20, her stamina limit had only increased by 20 points. This achievement had instantly boosted it by 50.

Though it might seem like Ye Bai had obtained this achievement effortlessly, in reality, it was anything but easy. Most of the ancient dragons' knowledge was passed down through bloodlines. Structures like this, inscribed with so much dragon script, were likely only found in places as significant as the Dragon Tomb within the Dragon Lair.

The whole situation reeked of something unusual… What had happened to the ancient dragon clan?

Ye Bai instinctively looked up at the sky. It was shrouded in a gray haze, as if covered by a massive curtain, obscuring both the sun and the Sky City.

A cold breeze swept by, carrying with it a sense of foreboding.

Ye Bai shuddered, snapping out of her thoughts, and continued examining the inscriptions on the stones.

‘King… Lield…’

What had once been incomprehensible claw marks now miraculously transformed into something Ye Bai could understand.

However, the text was fragmented and scattered, requiring Ye Bai to piece it together slowly.

‘The Glorious Era…’

‘Breakthrough… Perished in Oblivion…’

It was indeed a Dragon Tomb. The earlier part seemed to be a fragment of a name, while this section appeared to record the ‘era’ and ‘cause of death’ of a certain dragon. When dragons died naturally, their bodies would vanish. The Dragon Tomb wasn’t a literal burial ground but a place to record their true names and deeds.

Ye Bai was now fully engrossed in studying the inscriptions on each stone, truly embodying the demeanor of an archaeologist.

At one point, she suddenly felt an odd sensation, as if someone was watching her. She immediately looked up from the stone.

But after scanning her surroundings, she found no one. The only eyes that met hers belonged to a donkey.

The donkey tilted its head: “Hee-haw?”

—What are you looking at?

Ye Bai automatically translated the donkey’s words in her mind, instantly dispelling the eerie, suspenseful atmosphere that had just begun to build.

In such an unusual place, the presence of such an ordinary creature brought Ye Bai a sense of comfort.

Well, actually, this donkey wasn’t so ordinary after all.

Ye Bai shook her head, leaped over a boulder, and moved to another area to continue deciphering more dragon script.

Unbeknownst to her, on the stone where her feathered cloak had brushed, a strange silhouette flickered and twisted before vanishing.

……

Compared to the first heavily shattered stone, the ones Ye Bai found in other areas provided more detailed information.

Her greatest discovery was the full dragon names—their ‘true names’—of two ancient dragons recorded in the Dragon Tomb.

‘Meredith Khaleesi Yero… [Silver Dragon]’

‘Rayne Cruise Fei… [Thunder Dragon]’

The moment Ye Bai fully deciphered the names of the Silver Dragon and the Thunder Dragon, she received another notification.

**[You have obtained the historical clue ‘Dragon Language Magic.’ You have gained 20 historical experience points. You have gained 20,000 experience points.]**

The historical experience she had accumulated over the past day in the Divine Realm was more than enough to level up her Historian class from level 1 to level 3. However, without completing the upgrade quest with a mentor in Melo City, she couldn’t advance her class yet.

The appearance of the ‘Dragon Language Magic’ clue didn’t surprise Ye Bai.

Among the ancient dragons, who revered strength, those whose names were recorded in the Dragon Tomb were legendary figures, powerful enough to rival deities.

In the Divine Realm, individuals who reached the level of deities underwent a transformation in power. Even their names held immense power.

The full names of the Silver Dragon and the Thunder Dragon were, in fact, two forms of dragon language magic!

The Dragon Tomb wasn’t a conventional burial ground for dragons. Its significance within the dragon clan was more akin to a monument and a ‘magic library.’

“What a shame…” Ye Bai sighed regretfully.

Dragon language magic could only be cast by chanting in the dragon tongue. Even among the dragon-blooded descendants, only a select few could speak the language and wield dragon magic.

Although Ye Bai was now a ‘Dragon Language Expert’ who could read ancient dragon script, her human physiology lacked the complex vocal apparatus required to speak the language.

“Oh no! It’s already this late.”

Snapping out of her focus, Ye Bai suddenly noticed that the sky had turned a deep blue, signaling the approach of night.

Remembering the earlier sensation of being watched, she glanced around. As night fell, that uneasy feeling of being observed returned.

“Hmm…”

A strange hum echoed from somewhere in the distance, resembling an animal, metal, or perhaps the mountain wind.

Ye Bai looked at the donkey that had been following her and took out a piece of bread from her bag to feed it.

“Do you sense anything?”

The donkey: “Munch munch…”

Ye Bai: “Never mind.” It seemed she wouldn’t get an answer.

With night approaching, Ye Bai found a flat, open spot among the boulders to set up camp.

She quickly lit a simple bonfire using the firewood she had brought from her backpack.

As a high-level area, the Divine Realm had its own ‘rules.’ Unlike other realms, the nights here were filled with ‘divine energy,’ attracting many undead creatures. Players who didn’t stay near a fire would be attacked by these creatures, which were at least level 60.

So, in the Divine Realm, if you didn’t want to fight monsters at night, it was best to light a bonfire before logging off.

Ye Bai had come prepared, bringing three bundles of firewood and a finely crafted axe embedded with an energy crystal. Even if she ran out of firewood, she could always gather more on the spot.

“Hey… you’re not just an ordinary donkey, are you?”

Sitting by the bonfire with nothing else to do, Ye Bai struck up a conversation with the donkey.

The donkey lazily glanced at her, not even bothering to bray, and simply flicked its tail in response.

Ye Bai, already used to this, continued, “You understand me, don’t you? How did you manage to steal two pieces of bread from my bag?”

The donkey: “…”

Ye Bai: “If this is really a Dragon Tomb, your presence here is anything but ordinary. Stop pretending.”

The donkey: “…”

Ye Bai: “Since I’ve started taming you, how about I give you a name?”

“Let’s call you…”

Ye Bai, who was terrible at naming things, dragged out the sentence before trailing off.

The donkey’s ears perked up, its white muzzle twitching as it opened its mouth…

“Autofis.”

“Hee-haw?!”

Ye Bai shuddered all over, staring at the donkey, and saw that the expression on its face was the same as hers at that moment—full of shock. Although it was hard to tell expressions on a donkey's face, this particular donkey's expression was indeed quite vivid.

If it weren't for the familiar braying sound she heard at the same time, Ye Bai would have almost thought that the voice had come from the donkey.

In the next instant, realizing what was happening, Ye Bai immediately stood up from the ground:

"Who's there?!"

She drew her snow-colored sword, holding it tightly in her hand, and cautiously scanned the surroundings behind the massive rocks, wary of any creatures that might suddenly emerge.

"Did I scare you? My apologies, I mean no harm."

The male voice sounded again. This time, prepared, Ye Bai located the source of the voice. It came from behind a large white boulder closest to the bonfire—a place where someone could easily hide.

The ability to communicate was a good sign, but Ye Bai kept her gaze fixed on the outline of the boulder, waiting for several seconds. However, the expected scene did not unfold.

—No one, or any creature, emerged from behind the boulder.

Ye Bai's brows slowly furrowed.

"Hiding in the shadows won't convince me that you mean no harm."

"Uh... I'm not hiding. I'm right here," the voice replied immediately, then added with a hint of awkwardness, "I'm on this white boulder. I waved at you—can you see it?"

"???"

Waved?

Ye Bai was utterly baffled. She hadn't seen any creature near the white boulder at all!

Puzzled, Ye Bai hesitated for a moment before taking out a candle made from the first batch of animal fat produced in her territory. She lit it by the bonfire and cautiously approached the white boulder, step by step. She wondered if the other party might belong to a particularly small race.

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After carefully examining the outline of the white boulder, Ye Bai still couldn't find any trace of the expected "miniature race" NPC.

It wasn't until her gaze shifted downward and she noticed the changes on the surface of the boulder that her pupils suddenly contracted.

On the flat surface of the white boulder, the dragon script had somehow transformed. The marks, clearly made by dragon claws, remained unchanged, but the dragon script they had formed had somehow morphed into something else.

Though the dragon script was abstract and somewhat crude, it was still possible to make out a distinctly humanoid shape.

What caught Ye Bai's attention was the position of the humanoid figure's arm.

The "groove" that formed the arm seemed to have come to life, swaying left and right. From the movement, it was unmistakably "waving" at Ye Bai.

Ye Bai shivered all over and took a sudden step back.

Holy crap! What the hell is this?!