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"System, system, system, system!"

Even when Zephyr was still inside the egg, he could vaguely hear sounds from outside. Whenever that sound rang out, a warm power would envelop his frail soul, allowing him to slowly gather life force in the darkness.

"Yes, yes, I know you can't interfere directly, but where exactly did you dig this fossil out of? You lied to me and told me you'd been incubating it for half a year. Can this thing really come back to life with my power? I promised Fustwin I'd give her a surprise."

"System, system, I've been having nightmares lately, always dreaming that this thing hatches missing limbs... Who else is to blame but you? Who told you to say it was abandoned and only survived? Sigh, maybe we should just give up? If it really hatches, we won't be able to put it back in."

The sounds from the outside world grew clearer and sounded somewhat distressing. Zephyrion tried to twist his body closer to the source of the sound in the confined space.

"It...it moved!?" The tone of the voice suddenly rose, which was an encouragement to it, so Zephyrion moved even more vigorously.

"Really? It's coming out already? I thought it would take three years, wait! That's not right!" The voice paused, then suddenly let out a few sly, eerie laughs:

"Do you think dragons have a thing for fledglings? I was the first one it saw, so doesn't that make me its mother?"

click-

At this moment, a thin crack appeared in the eggshell.

A deep gasp came from outside, followed by a rush of fresh, moist air. Zephyrion breathed greedily, pushing even harder towards the crack that brought light.

Suddenly, light appeared, and he saw a face very close to him, staring at him with wide eyes.

"Huh—! Black? Why is it black?"

It was that familiar voice that had been with him for so many days!

The little black dragon excitedly broke out of its egg and staggered toward the person, who hurriedly caught it and put it back into the incubator.

"...Sigh, black it is, as long as the body is healthy." The owner of the voice continued to mutter, "Let me think... let's call him Zephyrion, such a handsome name is worthy of our Frost Queen, Lady Fustwin!"

She easily appeased herself, then bent down, leaned close to the wet, black little head, and spoke in an exceptionally soft and friendly voice, with an obvious hint of deception:

"Hello, little guy." She reached out and hooked his dragon claw, which was barely bigger than a chicken's foot, and gently shook it, announcing with a smile:

"I'm your mother!"

Mom...?

The little black dragon seemed to understand, but not quite. He only knew that the surging life force emanating from this person was the very source of power that had nourished his soul and given him life these past few days. So when the other person reached out his hand, he instinctively expressed his highest level of affection—

It opened its mouth and bit down hard on her forelimb.

"..."

"..."

"Ow!!!!"

The smile on the other person's face froze the moment he bit down. After a brief moment of stillness, Zephyrion saw the other person scream and then run away crying.

"Fustedwin! I've been bitten! I've been bitten, waaaaaah..."

…………

“I saw her. You were right, Zephyrion.”

Once the black dragon calmed down, Lilith released his head, her voice still somewhat dazed: "That system seems... to be genuinely not a scam. I was just misunderstanding something."

No matter how much she had believed before, her thoughts had completely changed after last night's dream.

Dreams are always clearest when you first wake up, and then they fly by with time. Even if Lilith tries hard to recall them, the details begin to blur.

But Lilith could still sense that the consciousness in her dream wasn't malicious towards her; the abstract and absurd mobile game, the inexplicable job interview, and that constantly flashing, most conspicuous... [Bluetooth connection failed].

She definitely hadn't played that damn game in her past life. It seemed the system was just trying to give her some hints in a way that Lilith could understand—Lilith lowered her eyes and pondered.

Connection failed.

Therefore, the system that threw itself into this world, or some kind of higher-dimensional life form, is bound by certain rules and can no longer communicate directly with itself, so it has to resort to this indirect method.

Can she still use its power to go home? Why did it explode in front of her in the end, almost driving her insane in her dream? Did it perish, or does it still exist? How can she contact it again? — Countless mysteries lingered in Lilith's mind.

"I told you, it's definitely not what you think! How could something that only the two of us know about be a bad thing!"

Zephyr was finally affirmed by Lilith after so long, and he couldn't help but smile with pride. He had known all along that they would have to rely on him!

"So how exactly did you die in your past life? You remember everything, right? Right?" He was eager to find the truth and began to shake the girl who was standing on the bed in a daze.

The latter's train of thought was interrupted, and after a long pause, he spoke softly:

"No."

"I don't actually remember anything."

Zephyrion froze on the spot.

All that could be heard was Lilith's soft sigh: "I don't remember anything about you. I pieced it together from fragments in my dream."

After saying that, she looked at the little black dragon with some doubt: "But you, why do you think I've regained my memories?"

The black dragon's eyes dimmed—it turned out that Gretia really was too old and useless, and that the Song of Longing was really just a legend among mermaids...

He suddenly felt discouraged, and fell backward onto the floor of Lilith's room with a loud "thud".

This novel way of throwing a tantrum startled Lilith. She jumped out of bed and tried to pull the dejected big guy up from the floor: "Hey, no, no, why are you acting like this?"

"Why not!"

He had thought that Gretia would be the most reliable person, but not only did she not help, she also caused him to be beaten and scolded. Later, he would be mocked by that dark elf. Damn it, he would plunge all those dark elves into the swamp sooner or later!

He wasn't going to cooperate with Lilith's attempts to comfort him at this moment, and the black dragon twitched its ears, letting out a cold, sarcastic laugh:

"Your sister's here. At a time like this, wouldn't you rather I be a dead dragon?"

He's going to die here!

"Huh? I didn't think that way."

Lilith was taken aback at first. Before she could deal with Zephyrion, she heard footsteps in the quiet corridor outside the door. The footsteps grew closer and closer until they stopped at her door.

"Knock, knock, knock." A knocking sound followed.

"Lilith, are you awake?" — It really is Leila's voice!

Lilith panicked immediately. Looking down at Zephyrion, who was still lying on the ground half-dead, she quickly released the black dragon's arm.

And then kicked him under the bed.