Chương 246: Reborn as the Dragon — Chapter 246 - Funeral Service Feels Like Home

The place where Su Nian crash-landed was a stretch of mountain with very little vegetation. There was nowhere to hide. Even though he was already quite a distance from the Royal Capital, he stayed cautious. He squeezed into a cave and, despite the pain from his wounds, kept digging more than a hundred meters into the mountain. Then he filled in the tunnel behind him completely. Only after that did he finally feel at ease and lie down in an open patch of ground. Then, all at once, it hit him.

He felt like he had forgotten something... His dragon claw was a little sticky. He opened it to take a look, and found that the girl who had summoned him was now almost only intact from the neck up. Her body had been crushed into a mangled mess by his claw. And yet, strangely enough, maybe because of her own healing ability, or maybe because the energy in dragon blood was strong enough, the summoner was still alive! Su Nian: "(⊙o⊙)!!"

With that kind of stubborn vitality, if he killed this summoner or Plundered her ability, there was a very good chance he could inherit her self-healing power, right? Then wouldn't he become an unkillable Black Dragon?

"Plunder!" Without another word, Su Nian used the Plunder skill he had taken from Kayal on the little girl. However... [You activated Plunder. You have become more skilled at avoiding period cramps during menstruation.] Su Nian: "..." [You activated Plunder. You have gained a new understanding of how to clamp your legs together to hold in urine effectively.] Su Nian: "???" Damn it, he didn't believe it!

"Plunder!" [The target is a special NPC. The Plunder authority is lower than the target NPC's core skill sequence. Unable to Plunder its core ability.]"Damn! Might as well just kill her..." After thinking for a moment, Su Nian still gave up on that idea. Inheritance of abilities was completely random too. What if he only inherited the girl's skills for tying braids, wearing skirts, wearing stockings, or some other useless nonsense? That would be a waste.

He was a black-hearted capitalist, sure, but he was still pretty good at squeezing out remaining value. He couldn't drain the pond to catch the fish. So he would wait until the summoner's body recovered, then see what wish she had. While waiting, Su Nian's main consciousness returned to his main body. At that moment, Saliste was teaching Anna a summoning-type spell, namely Summon Water Elemental. He couldn't exactly go over and interrupt them.

His avatar's dragon wing had been pierced through, and his main body was faintly aching as well. If he didn't go find the Healer Hero to cast Recovery on him now, that would be a waste. Besides, after resting for so many days, Kayal should have recovered enough by now. The author's tale has been misappropriated; report any instances of this story on Amazon. Su Nian also wanted to see whether Recovery could actually restore a dragon heart. He strolled over to the Black Prison of Pain.

By now, there weren't many prisoners left in the black prison. The players who farmed every day didn't need to be locked up there wasting space. The kobolds under his command had already built a row of black obsidian brick houses for the players and the captured soldiers. Very sturdy. Very durable. Even the tables, chairs, and beds were made of obsidian. They were warm in winter and cool in summer. At night, there was even a kobold to keep them company while they slept, protecting the players' lives and safety.

Su Nian felt that after going this far as a capitalist, he had already done everything humanly possible!

"Kayal, how have you been lately?" When he reached the cell door, Su Nian's gaze locked onto Kayal. The Healer Hero was huddled in the corner of the cell, hugging his knees. Two frightened eyes peeked out through the hair hanging over his forehead, trembling with a faintly neurotic look. Beside Kayal was Freya, stripped completely naked. The two of them had always been locked up together. Right now, Freya seemed to have already passed out.

It looked like after the Healer Hero Kayal had been stripped of his abilities, Freya had been caught in the crossfire and hadn't gotten anything out of him at all. She might have even killed off several hundred billion lives.

"Tsk..." Not getting the answer he wanted, Su Nian clicked his tongue and lightly tapped the cell door with his dragon claw, producing a sharp clang. The sound seemed to jolt Kayal out of his daze. His empty stare outside the cell door gradually focused, then settled on the Black Dragon. Immediately after, the confusion and helplessness in his eyes were replaced by hatred and venom. As if some switch had been flipped. Kayal lunged at the cell door like a mad dog.

He panted heavily, his eyes red, both hands gripping the bars so hard they shook, and he let out a beast-like growl.

"Give my abilities back! Give them back! You despicable, shameless thief! Bastard!"

"Hohoho~ Keep praising me. I love hearing it~" Su Nian looked down at Kayal with his crimson-gold dragon eyes. Black Dragons were one of the five chromatic dragons, famous for being despicable and cruel. How despicable were they? They almost never became friends with any other kind of dragon. Not even other Black Dragons. They hated every dragon except themselves. Even if they formed alliances, they might backstab each other at any moment.

As for the Black Dragon's subordinates, they practically had it the worst of all, because the cruel and tyrannical Black Dragon could always treat them like snacks and eat them for fun. So, in theory, the abuse in Kayal's mouth right now was actually a different kind of praise to a Black Dragon! If you praised a Black Dragon for being kind, that would be a blatant insult. Faced with this shameless Black Dragon, Kayal hated him so much his teeth itched. The earlier roar had just been a hot-headed reaction.

Now he was slowly calming down. Now he only had one Recovery spell left. He couldn't beat the Black Dragon at all.

"You... what are you here for all of a sudden? To take my last ability too?" Kayal's voice was much calmer. He no longer gripped the bars so tightly. He just looked at the ferocious Black Dragon with a face full of misery and despair.

"No, no, no~ Dear Healer Hero, Recovery only shows its greatest effect when it's on you. Your spirit has been strengthened countless times through Recovery. I won't take that skill from you." As soon as the Black Dragon said that, Kayal understood.

"You want me to heal you, don't you?" He sneered.

"You took all my abilities and still want me to heal you? You might as well kill me. I won't heal you. Give up." With that, Kayal turned around and went back to sit in the corner.

"It seems you still don't understand how serious the situation is, you healing-specialized hero." Su Nian grinned, his smile cruel and savage. His gaze shifted to the stone slab on the right. On that black obsidian slab, a single character from the continental common tongue was clearly written: ten. The pain buff had stacked to 10 layers. Players would experience 110% pain. As for Kayal, as a native, he would experience 200%.

"Polikli!" Su Nian roared toward the ceiling. A noisy clamor immediately came from afar. It was the kobold chieftain, Polikli, answering Su Nian's call. Before long, the kobold chieftain came scrambling over in a fluster, tumbling and crawling the whole way.

"Master, what are your orders?" Polikli was covered from head to toe in heavy armor. That made it look like a lump of steel lying on the ground. After all, no matter how much it trained, its body shape was still a square, five by five. Unlike Grey Wolf, who was a golden-ratio long-legged oppa wolf.

"The guest inside isn't very satisfied with our Dark Underground City's service. So, in the spirit of service first, I need you to personally provide this guest with the highest level of service." Su Nian tapped the bars with his black, sharp dragon claw. The expression on that dark face was as kindly as it could possibly be, so kindly that even the kobold chieftain Polikli couldn't help shivering with happiness.

"Leave it to me, Master!" Polikli straightened up and saluted. Now that it was wearing heavy armor, its bowlegs couldn't be seen anymore. It still had quite a bit of presence. It patted its own chest, making clanging sounds, and promised with a serious dog face:"I will definitely make our guest experience the high-quality service of our Dark Underground City, and make them feel right at home when they die." ➤ Next: Premium Service — The Conversation