I Have a God Simulator

Just as Luh Yao was checking on the status of the Martial Cultivators, a new notification popped up on the game interface.

[Longg Ji has written "Basic Vocabulary of the Dragon Race Language".]

[Longg Ji has become a Legend.]

Luh Yao felt a jolt of excitement.

'Good job, Longg Ji.'

'You're the real Dragon. You're the one!'

'Compared to Dark Sun Dragon Pasha, whose academic performance was unspeakably awful, Longg Ji is the one who truly seems to carry on the legacy of a True Dragon.'

Luh Yao clicked the notification, and the view shifted to the outside of the Divine Hall in Yao City.

The bat-winged Longg Ji stood before a gravestone.

A dialogue box appeared above his head.

"Teacher Yaoshao, I've finally managed to translate some common Dragon Language vocabulary."

"I thought it had only been a few years' work, but fifty years have passed without me noticing. Time really flies."

"Are you doing well in Saniluo?"

"I think you must be quite happy. Life there is probably much more relaxed and peaceful."

Longg Ji seemed to be talking to himself; he wasn't using the [Spirit Communication Curse].

Soon, Scholars from the Divine Hall Council rushed over.

"Master Prophet, there's still a lot we don't understand in the 'Basic Vocabulary of the Dragon Race Language'. We need your guidance."

Longg Ji went to an outer hall and stood before a long table, where he began to lecture and answer questions for the Scholars who were beginners in the Dragon Language.

A Scholar asked, "Master Prophet, I've noticed the word 'Zezesi' appears frequently. Sometimes it's associated with a noun, other times it seems to be an adjective, and sometimes it's like an exclamation. You said it's a slang term—what does this versatile word mean?"

"That's a common curse word in the Dragon Race. A direct translation would be 'a Dragon that pees on its own scales,' or a 'leaky Dragon.' It's similar to what the Yao Race would call 'dogshit' or 'damned pest'."

"I see. So this trait of leaking seems to be a subject of extreme ridicule and contempt among the Dragon Race."

The Scholars jotted this down in their notebooks, treating the academic matter with great seriousness.

Someone else brought up another point: "In the Dragon Language you've recorded, it seems many offspring conceived by Dragons don't survive, and even the number of mixed-blood Sub-Dragons is small. Yet, the Dragon Race seems to take pride in their difficulty with procreation. It's truly baffling."

"That's related to the inherent traits of the Dragon Race."

Longg Ji explained to the Scholars, "The more powerful a Dragon Race member is, the more difficult it is for them to have offspring."

"The Dragon Race is a race with severe internal inbreeding. They are very conservative when it comes to producing offspring that can truly inherit the power of the Dragon Language. The reasons behind this are complex, but due to various factors, they have always followed tradition."

"And through continuous inbreeding, the Dragon Race's bloodlines have become more and more similar with each generation, leading to an increasing number of abnormalities appearing in their offspring."

"These abnormalities include shedding Dragon Scales, cognitive deficiencies in the Dragon Language, severe bestialization, decreased resistance to various things, congenital illnesses, physical deformities, and so on…"

"The members of the Dragon Race who procreate easily are usually those whose bloodlines have mixed with other races. In other words, they are groups that were originally Sub-Dragons and transformed into Dragons through various means."

"This group is called the Abnormal Blood Dragon Clan. Their status within the Dragon Race is low because their Dragon bloodline has been diluted, causing them to be born with many deficiencies in the Dragon Language. Their potential for growth is much lower than that of the Pure-Blooded Dragon Clan."

"Difficulty in procreation, therefore, represents the purity of a Dragon's bloodline. Within the Dragon Race, this signifies mastery over the knowledge of the Dragon Language and a higher ceiling for their future potential."

"Thus, the members of the Dragon Race who have difficulty procreating are, paradoxically, prouder of their identity."

This speech sparked a debate among the Scholars.

"Low reproductive ability becoming a status symbol... I never would have thought. It's truly incredible."

"It seems the theory of bloodlines within the Dragon Race is deeply entrenched. This is the complete opposite of our Yao Race."

"But if they don't produce descendants, how does the Pure-Blooded Dragon Clan increase its influence and power within the race?"

"Something feels strange... This way of thinking for the Dragon Race, it's as if it has been forcibly distorted..."

Facing everyone's doubts, Longg Ji offered an explanation.

"Everyone, the Dragon Race and our Yao Race are fundamentally different races."

"Their race exists internally as families. Different families specialize in different branches of the Dragon Language, thereby monopolizing the interpretation and expansion of Dragon Language Magic. For the Dragon Race, the Dragon Language represents the power of continuity."

"The great families of the Dragon Race monopolize the Dragon Language, which is why the Abnormal Blood Dragon Clan has always been at the bottom of their society, subjected to disdain and contempt."

"Not all civilized races, like the Yao Race, use shared Faith and cultural identity as the linchpin of their community."

The Dragon Descendant Prophet's profound yet simple explanation caused exclamation points and light bulbs to appear over the Scholars' heads as they each came to their own understanding.

Luh Yao couldn't help but feel a little puzzled as he watched.

'So what kind of Dragon Race member is Pasha, who was born from the Dark Star?'

'An Odd Species?'

When asked this question, a question mark appeared over the head of Pasha, who was resting and recovering from serious injuries.

"Lord God... I don't know."

Luh Yao could only ask the well-informed Slime Mod.

The Apostle Master replied politely, "Lord God, from what I have heard, there are three types within the Dragon Race."

"First are the absolute rulers of the Dragon Race, who intermarry and inbreed. They are called the Head Dragon Race."

"Second is the more numerous Abnormal Blood Dragon Clan, who marry outside their race for the sake of having offspring."

"Third are the descendants that evolved from the union of a Dragon and various non-living, abnormal entities. They are called the Exiled Dragons. Because many Exiled Dragons have bizarre and unstable forms, they belong to the lowest tier of the Dragon Race."

"Based on my humble and limited understanding, Mr. Pasha may be an Exiled Dragon, born from some kind of reaction between a Dragon and the Dark Star."

Luh Yao fell silent.

'Exiled Dragons... the offspring of Object-Loving Dragons?'

'The traditionally endogamous Head Dragon Race looks down on the interspecies-breeding Abnormal Blood Dragon Clan, and the Abnormal Blood Dragon Clan in turn despises the Exiled Dragons born from unions between Dragons and objects.'

'The Dragon Race's pecking order is crystal clear.'

'The Dragon Race has its most conservative groups, as well as its wildest, most unrestrained pioneers.'

Snowman Jimmy had been listening to all of this.

He turned to his adopted son, who was lying down and healing, and said, "Pasha, you were born from the Dark Star and a Dragon. That means the Dark Star is your parent! No wonder you can continuously draw power from the Dark Sun!"

An exclamation point popped up over the Dark Sun Dragon's head. "So I'm not a Dragon, I'm the Dark Sun! No wonder I'm no good at Dragon Language Magic, this is the reason!"

"Exactly!"

A smiley face appeared over the Snowman's head. "See, I told you! You're not that stupid, something else must have been the problem."

"You're so right, Uncle Jimmy! You're so right!"

Pasha threw his head back and laughed.

Luh Yao's head started to hurt.

'This Dragon is probably a lost cause.'

'If it were still an egg, Luh Yao would never let Jimmy touch it again.'

'Cancong placed all his hopes in Pasha, a truly misplaced trust. The Dragon Descendant Prophet, Longg Ji, actually has more of a Dragon Race air about him than Pasha does.'

Just as Luh Yao was grumbling internally, another conspicuous notification popped up in the simulator.

[Longg Ji has analyzed the Dragon Language Magic: Spirit Communication Curse.]

[Longg Ji has analyzed the Dragon Language Magic: Endurance Curse.]

[Longg Ji has imitated Dragon Language Magic and created Blood-Draining Magic.]

'He figured out magic already?'

Luh Yao immediately switched the camera back to a view above Longg Ji.

In the side hall, the Dragon Descendant Prophet's wings were spread, and his entire body emitted a faint white glow.

A dialogue box appeared above his head: "The casting process for Dragon Language Magic involves using the Dragon Language to trigger the external forces of the world's universal rules, then sacrificing a portion of Dragon Blood to guide this power in a specific direction, thus completing the magic."

"The Dragon Blood consumed during casting is negligible for the Dragon Race, but for us, it's a huge drain. Even simple Dragon Language Magic can cause a person to lose too much blood in a short time and fall into danger."

"That's why I've been constantly reminding you all that you must perfect the [Mixed Blood Potion]."

Longg Ji said, "The Mixed Blood Potion can temporarily alter and strengthen the blood. Although there is still a cost, it at least won't endanger one's life. This way, even ordinary people can learn to cast magic through constant practice... If it can be made safe enough, everyone will be able to cast magic like a Dragon."

"Blood-Draining Magic!"

"The power of a Dragon... it's truly incredible."

"Even someone who isn't an Extraordinary Being can cast magic... Master Prophet, your creation will change the world!"

Each and every Scholar was bursting with excitement.

Luh Yao felt it was a little surreal.

'Longg Ji faced a wall for sixty years, and the moment he came out, he pioneered a new path for magic.'

'Is this a case of "ten years to sharpen one sword"?'

He couldn't help but look over at the Dragon Nest.

The Dark Sun Dragon Pasha was still gloating, "...I am the child of the Dark Sun! I am the black calamity cast upon thousands of worlds! I am the incarnation of Myth that has existed across countless Eras! I'm not a Dragon anymore!"

Luh Yao sighed.

'Which one of you is the real Dragon, anyway?'