novelraw Chapter 760 - 760 749 Sooner or Later I Will Smash This
Chapter 760 - 760 749 Sooner or Later I Will Smash This
Chapter 760: Chapter 749: Sooner or Later, I Will Smash This Damned Bell Chapter 760: Chapter 749: Sooner or Later, I Will Smash This Damned Bell Clang!
The melodious sound of the bell resonated throughout the entire campus. As it passed over the dormitory area, it immediately aroused a wave of cursing. After all, this bell’s chime had a revitalizing effect, waking up anyone, regardless of how deep their sleep was. No matter how drowsy, no one could fall asleep peacefully in the midst of its ringing.
“Damn this stupid bell, once I become an Ancient Dragon, I’ll definitely smash this bell.”
“Why wait for later, let’s go now. Who will come with me? Raise your claw.”
“Go on then, we support you in spirit.”
“Bah, what a bunch of cowards.”
“What use is smashing the bell? If you have the guts, overthrow the academy so we won’t have to attend classes.”
“The premise of overthrowing the Academy is that you can win against those Ancient Dragon professors and the dean. Oh, and there’s a legion of giants guarding outside too. You must ensure that, after destroying the Academy, you can escape unscathed. Otherwise, just wait for your death!”
…Amidst these squabbles, the juvenile dragons got up from their beds one after another, then prepared the books for class according to the schedule.
As for personal hygiene, it was unnecessary for these juvenile dragons. As superior beings, they were born immaculate. For things like visible eye discharge; it just didn’t exist for them. The elements naturally gathered on their bodies would automatically clean all the filth off their bodies.
“The sun hasn’t even risen yet!” Little Silver Dragon Rufei Pendragon, with sleep still in her eyes, looked up at the starry sky covered by night and complained bitterly.
“Damn Dad, damn Mom, sending me to such a ghost place, I want to go home.” Little Silver Dragon Rufei missed her life at home immensely. At home, she could sleep as long as she wanted, no one would urge her. When she got bored of playing after waking up, she could study some magic at leisure.
But now, she was forced to study here. Her daily schedule was tightly packed: what time to get up, when to go to bed, when to study, how long to study, even what to eat and how long it should take were all clearly defined. She felt like she was not attending school, but rather serving a sentence. She felt like she was in a prison named “academy”.
Despite her frustration, Little Silver Dragon Rufei obediently followed the dragon herd towards the Meditation Tower. She had to start with an hour of morning meditation. After a simple meal, she prepared for four morning classes. All her resting time added up to a mere two hours.
Upon arriving at the Meditation Tower Forest, the student dragons found their assigned spots based on their strength, size, and age as arranged by the Ancient Dragons. They began to meditate and actively guide the elements from the outside into their bodies to accumulate their own strength.
“What’s the use of meditation? The power gained from each meditation session barely seems noticeable. Given this, it would be better to let us sleep more.”
Looking at the Meditation Tower surrounded by elements, Little Silver Dragon Rufei continued to grumble. In her opinion, these morning meditation lessons are unnecessary. Moreover, she had discussed with other dragons who shared the same opinions. They all felt that this meditation class was redundant, wasted their sleeping time, and was of no use.
However, the dragon students’ objections had no effect. Even if there were dragons who found their elders through connections and wanted the school to revise the curriculum, they were promptly rejected. They still had to honestly attend the meditation class. If one dared to skip, they would face the same fate as the four metallic dragons who had been painfully scrapped by the six elements.
After finishing the morning class, all the large dragons received their breakfast according to their strength and size- a neatly cut piece of elemental crystal.
For these young dragons who have not yet come of age, this form of dining was undoubtedly another torture. Elemental crystals were like currency for them. Asking them to swallow money was simply outrageous. You must know that few dragons currently have their own private treasure caches.
But obviously, to prevent dragons from preferring to go hungry and secretly hoarding crystals, these crystals were all processed. If not consumed, the runes preset in the elemental crystal would cause it to gradually lose its elements within three days, reducing it to a useless decorative gem.
Little Silver Dragon Rufei held the crystal in her hand with a conflicted look on her face. Every meal was a painful torment and test for the young dragons, “This kind of crystal will dissolve in three days, it’s better to swallow it.”
The little silver dragon gritted her teeth and swallowed the crystal. She then felt a particularly comfortable chill rise from her belly, invigorating her spirits.
Due to the peculiar nature of their breakfast, the dragons’ dining time was only a short five minutes. So they could only finish their meals and hurry from the Meditation Tower Forest to the teaching building. For the dragon group, this was another opportunity for exercise.
Because the Meditation Tower Forest and the teaching building were not on the same island, the shortest direct distance between them was at least ten kilometers, and the furthest exceeded thirty kilometers.
“They’re doing this on purpose just to torment us.” Reflecting on the teaching building located in the central region of Cloud Island, the little silver dragon Rufei began to complain again, her current location was about twenty kilometers away from her teaching building.
It only takes a short quarter of an hour to get to Cloud Island, and if the giant dragons don’t want to be late, they have to flap their wings desperately to barely arrive on time. However, any slight accident along the way would certainly result in tardiness.
Those who are closer are the young dragons’ teaching buildings, which are on the outermost edge of Cloud Island. They probably only need to fly about ten kilometers before they can basically arrive at the teaching building, but it’s not much easier for them since young dragons are smaller and have significantly less strength and flight speed compared to the juvenile dragons.
Yet, what Rufei envied most were the newly-hatched baby dragons. They could directly enter the teaching building in the center of Cloud Island via the teleportation array, but this treatment was only for baby dragons who could barely spread their wings.
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“This scene never bores me!”
The sun had risen from the horizon, under the golden glow of the early morning sun, Muria, standing above Cloud Island, looked down at the massive dragon crowd rushing to school under the sun, and a satisfied and proud smile illuminated his face. He whispered in admiration.
“Your Highness, it seems that you did not educate the Five Colored Dragons so strictly when you were young.” Mia, a blonde dragon-born maid, stood behind Muria, somewhat puzzled.
She remembered Muria telling the ancient dragons that he educated his Five Colored Dragons in this almost harsh way, which made them so powerful. However, Mia clearly remembered that when Muria initially educated the Five Colored Dragons, he mainly let them to their own devices, just assigning them study tasks periodically and then checking on them.
“Mia, this is to persuade them. Don’t you think this way of education is more conducive to bringing out the dragons’ strengths?” Muria turned his head to look at his somewhat naïve little maid, patiently explaining.
“This is all for their good. Under such circumstances, any dragon can quickly develop good learning habits and achieve tangible results in a short time, leaving their parents and those old dragons with nothing to say.”
“But Your Highness, this month, the Giant Legion stationed outside the academy has caught twenty-four runaway dragons.”
“Those clueless little guys, don’t they look at where Dragon Clan Academy is located? Is it a place where they can come and go as they please? They should at least think before they try to escape!” Upon hearing the number of runaway dragons, Muria chuckled, finding these young dragons delightfully innocent.
“Punish them with Six Elements Punishment, then make a school-wide announcement to criticize them, and inform their parents to come to the school.” Although he found these young dragons to be charmingly innocent, Muria made no concessions in his punitive decision.
“Yes, sir.” Mia noted down Muria’s punitive decision, then pondered, “Your Highness, I think the system you’ve established seems more suited for humans, not for dragons. It seems that only short-lived species are anxious about their future, the Dragon Clan need not be like this.”
“You’re mistaken, Mia.” Muria looked at his personal maid, and felt that she shared the same lovely naivety as the young dragons trying to escape school, “Only the weak need to struggle day and night, not the short-lived or the eternal life beings.
“I know that many young dragons in the academy resent me, but what of it? When they grow up, they will naturally understand my good intentions,
“The harder they are now, the more they learn; when they graduate and leave school to travel the world, they will realize just how important the knowledge that I forced upon them is.
“These young dragons are still young, in their playful and indulgent stage. But this is when they are at their weakest. In this world, there is no time for them to play and enjoy themselves.
“They need to learn to strengthen themselves, so they need a powerful and unreasonable evil dragon to force them to learn, and stuff everything they don’t want, directly into their heads.”
“Your Highness, you are too hard on yourself.”
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As the sun sets in the west, after finishing a day’s course, the little silver dragon Rufei looked at the sinking sunset, stretched out comfortably like a cat, shook the scales on her body, and then walked into the most conspicuous building of Dragon Clan Academy, the library. Now was the free-time, the student dragons could do whatever they wanted.
“What’s this book?” The little silver dragon, who was originally intending to continue reading a biography novel, suddenly noticed a huge book with a black-gold cover. Faint eerie wails, much like those of vengeful spirits, seemed to emanate from it…