The cave grew dim, with only Kalon's bright, vibrant red scales emitting a faint glow in the darkness, like a large, dim red lantern.
Kalon quietly lay in the cave; his strong adaptability had completely adjusted to his current life.
However, he still missed the world where every night was brightly lit, and the lights from every place intertwined, even overshadowing the stars in the sky, but that was already a thing of the past.
He suddenly thought of a topic he had once seen: if an animal's body contained a human soul, would it be a animal or a human?
In Kalon's eyes, this question was not worth agonizing over; whether in an animal's body or a human's body, he was still him, he was human, and he was also a Dragon.
After a long time, he suddenly sighed and closed his eyes; in a world without electronic entertainment or vibrant nightlife, time passed so slowly.
Kalon had good reason to suspect that these baby Dragons spent most of their time sleeping not because they needed to sleep to grow, but because they were bored.
After all, Dragons only had to enter a deep sleep during age transitions to digest inheritances and awaken the innate talents and abilities within their bloodline; normally, they could move and grow freely, just like humans.
Baby Dragons, before they had sufficient self-preservation abilities, could not wander around like adult Dragons, so they could only sleep to get through this long growth period.
However, there was one thing Kalon was very satisfied with: he no longer had to wake up early.
Kalon, who could sleep until late morning every day, as usual, woke up fully rested today before lazily crawling out of his nest, squinting his eyes to look at the sun that was already high in the sky.
Then Kalon walked with a waddle, intending to stroll through the forest outside the Dragon Nest.
He had been cooped up in the Dragon Nest for a while and was almost suffocating; he wanted to go out and explore, and he could also make himself a nice meal on the side.
The canyon was very quiet now; the baby Dragons were clearly all sleeping in their respective caves, and the time when Akzi came to feed them in the evening was when the baby Dragons were active.
Only two White Dragons were lying by the pond, basking in the sun, and when they saw Kalon wanting to go out, Gemot quickly stopped Kalon, "Kalon, Akzi said he doesn't recommend us going out casually. Although we are Dragons, there are still many wild beasts that can harm us, and the dense jungle can obstruct a Dragon's vision. Akzi cannot guarantee absolute safety in the forest."
"It's fine, I'll just explore near the Dragon Nest; I won't go far. This area should be safe."
Kalon smiled. Although Blue Dragon carlit stayed in her nest and did not casually emit Dragon's might, when the Dragon built its nest, this place had already become a forbidden area for other powerful creatures, only weak animals remained as usual.
The other White Dragon, Camid, crawled up, "Kalon, I'll go with you." Camid's thin body looked somewhat malnourished in front of Kalon. "Perhaps I can still help you."
The two Dragons walked out of the canyon one after another, while the White Dragon Gemot, whose dissuasion was ineffective, continued to lie in the sun.
As soon as he stepped into the forest, Kalon clearly felt the difference in temperature.
The trees, averaging several arm-spans in thickness and dozens of meters in height, had dense branches and leaves, and their huge canopies blocked out the sunlight, significantly reducing visibility compared to the outside.
The White Dragon, who preferred to stay in cold areas, showed a comfortable expression; the slightly chilly air in the forest was a cooling breeze for the White Dragon.
The two Young Dragons carefully avoided the direction of the water flow and advanced into the forest, treading on the thick layer of fallen leaves, turning over the fertile black soil beneath.
The forest next to the mountain range was extremely quiet; even small animals were rarely seen, only occasional birds startled by the White Dragon Kamide's still unskillfully controlled Dragon's might flew away from above the trees.
After walking about a few miles, a fat, tender worm was suddenly startled and burrowed out of the rotten soil.
Camid lowered his head and, like a lizard preying on insects, stuck out his tongue, skillfully coiling the worm into his mouth, biting down, and splattering white juice.
Watching the White Dragon's expression of enjoyment, Kalon extended a claw and slapped the White Dragon's head, "Useless, eating even this kind of worm." As he spoke, Kalon involuntarily extended his nimble tongue, licked the corner of his mouth, and asked, "How does it taste?"
"Hehe, delicious." Camid nodded innocently.
Very good, Kalon extended his claws, stuck out his rear, and began digging in the ground with the White Dragon. He had no so-called Dragon's arrogance; eating was not embarrassing.
The worms, which liked to hide in the rotten soil under fallen leaves, suffered a great blow today. Having lived in the dense forest for a long time with few natural enemies, they had grown white and plump.
Each worm was palm-sized, and when bitten, juice splattered, just like eating a soup dumpling, with a very good texture; the two Dragons ate with great relish.
"Yo-ho, Dragons who like to eat worms." A burst of laughter came from the forest, approaching from a distance.
Kalon, who was engrossed in digging with his rear end sticking out, felt a shadow flash overhead from the corner of his eye, and instinctively turned his head to look.
His excellent dynamic capture ability allowed him to see a tiny creature with sheer butterfly wings flying past, trailing a meteor-like tail of shimmering stardust, like falling rain.
The White Dragon Kamide also heard the commotion and looked around vigilantly.
This creature clearly had curiosity about Dragon behavior yet was somewhat timid and shy, flying behind a tree branch to hide, revealing its upper body, with a pair of eyes darting around.
Kalon then clearly saw the creature's appearance.
The creature was about a foot tall, emitting a full moon-like glow from its body. Behind it were two pairs of butterfly-like sheer wings, and a petal miniskirt was hollowed out at the abdomen, revealing a delicate belly button.
An acorn cap sat on its head, and the Pixie girl's slightly round face was full of curiosity.
"Forest fairy?" Kalon exclaimed, his Dragon face full of surprise.
"The Dragon is wrong, Raven is not a forest fairy, Raven is a Pixie." The Pixie Raven seemed not very pleased to be called a forest fairy and flew out from behind the tree branch.
Her bare, fair, and tender little feet stepped on the moss covering the tree branch, and her round little hands patted her chest, which was not fully covered by her petal miniskirt.
Kalon's eyes darted around, recalling the magical creatures known as Pixies. Female Pixies were also called magic fairies, possessing considerable magical abilities and an affinity for plants, making them excellent plantation masters in Kalon's eyes.
The stardust behind Pixies, like a tail flame, was called fairy dust. A small amount of fairy dust could grant the ability to fly, and it could also confuse enemies and make them fall asleep; this was a natural magical phenomenon.
Furthermore, they also possessed an innate ability to become invisible, rarely appearing when they did not wish to be seen, which proved that the Pixie in front of him harbored good intentions.
Moreover, Pixies liked to seek fun and make friends everywhere, regardless of species; as long as no malice was directed towards them, they would be very friendly.
So Kalon used his Dragon claw to pick up a worm and smiled very friendly at the Pixie on the tree, "Alright then, Pixie Raven, do you want one?"
"Not very good, you know," Raven looked at the constantly wiggling worm, which was almost a third of her size, and her delicate little face wrinkled into a knot, "This kind of thing is too scary, Raven doesn't eat this."
"Alright," Kalon sighed, feigning regret, "It seems I can't entertain my new friend."
"Are you going to be friends with Raven?" The Pixie's wrinkled little face immediately brightened, and her small feet bounced on the tree branch.
After a while, she stopped, leaning forward, hands behind her back, and whispered, "But Raven doesn't know your name yet."
"Just call me Kalon." The Red Dragon mused that he might be able to subdue the Pixie race as his dependents in the future. Whether they were powerful or not was not the most important thing in his eyes; no matter how powerful his dependents were, they could not be stronger than him.
Being useful to him was fundamental, and besides, being strong or not was just a phase, but being beautiful was for life.
As a visitor from another world, he had a more comprehensive view. These Pixies, with their considerable magical abilities and innate affinity for plants, could play a huge role in agricultural production.
If used for combat, that would be going astray. Thinking of Raven and her kin wielding small hoes with fiery intensity in the future, the Red Dragon felt a sense of perverse pleasure being satisfied in his heart.
"My name is Camid." The White Dragon, who had been silently following behind, also spoke up actively after receiving a glance from Kalon.
"Kalon, that's great! And Camid, then we'll be friends from now on!"
The joyful Pixie flapped her wings and flew down from the tree, stopping in front of Kalon and extending her fair, tender little arms, her round, dark eyes fixed on Kalon.
The Red Dragon tacitly extended a claw, letting Raven grasp it. "Yes, we will be good friends forever." The Red Dragon deliberately emphasized his tone with ill intent, revealing a mouthful of bared white teeth.
"Yo-ho, then when I go back, I can show off to the other Pixies that I made friends with powerful Dragons today!"
Raven's tiny figure happily circled Kalon, her butterfly wings buzzing behind her.
"Oh, by the way, I know where there are good things to eat in the forest. Come with me, Kalon, and Camid, consider it my treat for my new friends."