An internet troll who wanted attention, the reader criticized his favorite web novel, saying: "The protagonist is dumb and the author is s*upid."
Author: "...Got it."
Unfortunately for him, the author actually listened to his (troll) feedback. The f...
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The silver dragon held Du Ze in his hands and circled the island. Instinct told Xiu that he needed to find a nest that was safe and secluded to shelter and hide his treasures, such as the one he had on his hand. He could hardly wait to enjoy his possession.
Unaware of the looming crisis, Du Ze kept looking back to make sure those dragons really weren’t chasing after them. When he didn’t spot any dragons for some time, the reader finally felt relieved; all he could think of was going to the author’s house to check his water meter.
(Translator’s note:“Open the door, we’re here to check the water meter” is supposedly a stock phrase used by the police but these days it commonly used to ridicule people. For example, when someone posts vulgar/banned content in forums, the moderators or other posters will say “check the water meter.”)
Even though he hadn’t read the update, Du Ze can still guess the main plot of the Dragon Island: Men conquer the world; women, by conquering men, conquer the world. In “Mixed Blood,” the dragon race conquered the world; the Moe Lord, by conquering the females, conquers the dragon race.
This whole “last silver dragon” and “declining dragon birth rate” plot was the work of Yiye Zhiqiu’s fallen moral integrity. Having the protagonist push down a few younger sisters wasn’t enough for the crazy author; he made the Moe Lord push down an entire race! The most shameful thing was, if it wasn’t Xiu but another protagonist, this young man would think “shame… shame… but so Moe, too Moe!”
The author had the reader captive and his moral integrity has fallen.
As the hole in Du Ze’s brain was getting larger (his thoughts were getting crazier), Xiu landed on a towering peak. The silver dragon folded his wings and stood on a cliff, tail hanging down and claws firmly grasping the stone. In front of them was a crevasse. The silver dragon put his head in and looked down. Satisfied, he bit Du Ze’s collar and slowly climbed down.
It was dark in the crevasse and the silver dragon’s enormous body blocked out the light. Du Ze couldn’t see anything as Xiu climbed down through winding paths and then entered a huge cave. Although Du Ze could feel a gentle breeze as air entered the cave, the light did not penetrate inside. Du Ze opened his eyes in the dark; even though his eyes had adjusted to the dark for a while, he still could not see anything. Xiu did not know why did not cast magic to light up the cave. The complete darkness made Du Ze feel very uneasy, as though there was some kind of fierce beast lurking in the dark, eyeing him.
His foot made contact with hard stone; Xiu had put him down. Du Ze turned around to look at Xiu but all he could see in the dark was a difficult to discern pair of dark red eyes.
Du Ze automatically called out: “Xiu?”
The silver dragon can see even in the absence of light. In the dark, the silver dragon stared at his bewildered “treasure.” His treasure was so small that he could grasp it with one hand - the thought gave him an indescribable thrill. As long as he hid it in his nest and held it in his claws, no one could covet his treasure.
