Dragon Raja: History Simulator

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Zhou Minhao shook his head, "He lived for more than two hundred years. That person relied on the dragon bone to live from the time of Emperor Wu of Han to the time of Cao Cao's conquest of Wuhuan. When he was more than a hundred years old, he even met Emperor Guangwu once."

Nuwa counted the ages and couldn't help but smirk, "This old fellow has lived for over three hundred years?"

“That’s right, Lord Nuwa,” Zhou Minhao nodded lightly, “Every family has the recipe for the elixir of immortality; the only things they lack are bones, blood, and horns.”

Seeing the puzzled look on Nuwa's face, Zhou Minhao explained, "It's complete bone, blood, and horns."

"Is there a difference? Aren't they all dragon bones?" Nuwa was still puzzled. "If I remember correctly, all the major families have some bones, blood, and horns. If you put them together, they would all surpass my one."

“It’s different, Lord Nuwa,” Zhou Minhao shook his head. “The biggest difference between a complete dragon bone and simple bones, blood, and horns lies in drug resistance.”

He gave an example: "According to records, a person can basically only take one dose of the elixir of immortality. Taking a second dose would be completely useless."

The elixir of immortality requires a complete dragon corpse, meaning that the bones, blood, and horns are all included in the medicine, in order to achieve the maximum effect.

If any element is missing, the effect is halved. If it's just individual or pieced-together bones, blood, and horns, then at most it can only extend lifespan by fifty or sixty years!

Zhou Minhao spoke eloquently, his eyes sparkling as he talked about it.

Nuwa looked at her follower and clicked her tongue in praise, "Impressive! Zhou Minhao, you know so much about the elixir of immortality. I don't even know as much as you do."

Zhou Minhao smiled and said, "Lord Nuwa, you just don't pay much attention to these things. These things are basically not hidden in the family's collection of books."

He pointed out, "In fact, the formula for the elixir of immortality has never been the difficult part; the key has always been the alchemist who can refine it and the ingredients."

After all, the later the timeline, the harder it is to find dragon bones. According to family records, by the late Ming Dynasty, few dragons had revived, and consequently, fewer dragon bones remained.

Nuwa nodded and pointed to the dragon bones placed in front of her that were about to be transported away. "Then tell me, how many doses of the Longevity Elixir can I brew from this dragon servant I killed?"

Let me see if I can meet everyone's needs..."

"There's only one set," Zhou Minhao said seriously.

"What?" Nuwa looked at the enormous dragon corpse, which was tens of meters long and nearly ten meters tall, with disbelief. "Such a large dragon skeleton can only be refined into one elixir of immortality. Even if you eat it raw, it would probably take several years!"

Zhou Minhao gave a wry smile. "Lord Nuwa, you should know that the most abundant substance contained in the dragon bones is not any element on the periodic table, and we still cannot observe its atomic composition."

"I know. Dragon bones are actually made of Philosopher's Stones. This is why dragons can disguise themselves as humans from monsters that are tens of meters long. The reason is that their body structure is different from that of humans."

Nuwa recalled that her Word of Power was "Heaven and Earth as Furnace," which was the alchemical point in the Word of Power of Bronze and Fire. Its meaning was similar to the zero of time in the Sky and Wind series, both of which directly pointed to the Word of Power composed of authority.

Among them, the ultimate goal of "Heaven and Earth as Furnace" is alchemy. Therefore, even though Nuwa herself did not have a deep understanding of alchemy, she far surpassed ordinary alchemy masters under the blessing of the Word of Power.

Compared to human alchemists, it's like Li Bai facing a scholar who has studied the eight-legged essay for fifty years—the difference is obvious.

She spoke eloquently: "That is precisely why we can extract the Philosopher's Stone from the dragon bone, because the dragon bone itself is the embodiment of the Philosopher's Stone."

She seemed to understand something, frowned, and then asked, "But if that's the case, why can't the Philosopher's Stone be used to make an elixir of immortality?"

"I don't know," Zhou Minhao answered crisply, then, seeing the somewhat unfriendly look in Nuwa's eyes, he quickly added:

"The hybrids' understanding of dragons is too superficial. The gap between them is as big as that between classical mechanics and quantum mechanics. Nobody knows what the dragons' methods of understanding the world are."

Word magic? Alchemy? These all seem more like applied science than theoretical science.

Nuwa nodded, glanced at Zhou Minhao, and asked, "Who stopped you from coming to tell me all this?"

Zhou Minhao gave an awkward laugh, and without saying his name, he answered softly:

"The elders were just worried that you, Lord Nuwa, might accidentally give away this dragon bone, so they told you about its value."

Chapter 134 The Whereabouts of Bronze and Fire

"Senior brother, do you know where Constantine ran off to?"

Xia Mi sat on a rock on the riverbank, watching the machine dragging the keel in the distance. She felt no pity; she was still thinking about Constantine, whom she had let go.

This is the only Dragon King she is confident she can defeat head-on.

"I don't know," Wang Anzhi said leisurely, looking at Xia Mi's somewhat disappointed expression. "But I do know where Norton is. So, are you going to go find him?"

Seeing Wang Anzhi's ambiguous smile, Xia Mi felt a surge of anger.

Norton?

He ranks among the top of the four monarchs; if she went up alone, she'd be more than just a lamb to the slaughter.

If she were to bring her brother Fenrir along, the chances of success would be slightly higher, but Norton could still easily escape.

After all, even the four monarchs didn't consider this a battle of honor when faced with a brawl that seemed to be a fight for justice.

But after thinking about it, she still asked hesitantly, "Then tell me!"

Wang Anzhi was somewhat surprised and casually mentioned a location, "In a poor neighborhood in Brooklyn, New York. If you really want to cause trouble for Norton, then I can investigate first and tell you the exact location."

He thought of Lu Mingfei. It wouldn't be too difficult to get Lao Tang's address from him, and he could even avoid the attention of others and save a lot of trouble.

The only difficulty is that New York is the most prosperous city in the United States. If you want to hunt the Dragon King here, don't even think about keeping the secrets of the Dragon Clan in the hands of a few people.

However, if they use Old Tang's identity as a hunter to lure him to a secluded place, it will inevitably attract the attention of the devil version of Lu Mingze.

As we know from the original novel, Lao Tang was always under Lu Mingze's control.

The reason is unknown, but judging from the fact that he did not awaken his memories for decades and was hatched in the Bronze City ahead of time, Lu Mingze's control over Norton, who is said to be the most similar to the Black King, is exceptionally high.

Even Xia Mi did not receive such treatment.

Besides, Wang Anzhi didn't think that just because Lu Mingze could give up on Jiude Mai, he would also discard Norton like trash.

This is the only dragon skeleton he owns.

However, if his junior sister wanted to cause trouble for Norton, Wang Anzhi wouldn't object, anyway...

She probably couldn't "eat" Norton to turn him into Hela; she would only cause Don to wake up prematurely, adding another missing dragon king to the Dark World and disrupting everyone's plans.

This is not unacceptable.

He looked at Xia Mi, whose eyes were already burning with fervor and whose golden pupils had been activated, and asked, "What, Junior Sister, do you want to know?"

Xia Mi almost blurted out "yes," but reason made her recall the scene of her battle with Constantine not long ago, where Constantine, whom she originally thought was half-crippled, was able to slip away from her.

So, if she were to call on her brother Fenrir, would she be confident that she could get rid of Norton silently and without being discovered?

Even if she took a step back and risked being discovered by her other brothers, was she confident she could take care of Norton?

Xia Mi breathed a sigh of relief. For thousands of years, she and her brothers had fought and struggled for this land, but they had never been able to find an opportunity to devour Norton's dragon bones.

For thousands of years, she had known that Norton and Constantine were buried here, but Xia Mi still had no way to enter and devour them, which shows how powerful Norton was.

Now that she's at this point, is she confident she can do it?

She covered her ears. "Senior brother, you'd better not tell me yet. I'm afraid I won't be able to resist taking action."

Even as she said this, Xia Mi still couldn't help but want to fly to Brooklyn, New York, grab Norton, put him in her mouth, and refine him instantly.

Just before being consumed by desire, Xia Mi suddenly stood up and looked towards the upper reaches of the Yangtze River, as if Constantine were in that direction.

She clenched her fists. "I'd better think carefully about where Constantine went."

Wang Anzhi then asked, "Junior sister, when do you think Constantine will be able to find Norton on his own?"

Xia Mi frowned, having also considered this question. After thinking for a moment, she added, "The Bronze City has been destroyed, which means Constantine personally destroyed the medium through which he and Norton communicated directly..."

Wang Anzhi suggested, "It's also possible that he tried contacting them but got nothing in return."

He thought of Lu Mingze, the Dragon Clan's "Pot King." If you can't find the cause of something, then blaming him is definitely the right thing to do; he takes the blame based on his own merit.

“It’s possible,” Xia Mi murmured, “but this can only be achieved through alchemy. Norton himself is the king of alchemy, so who could possibly use alchemy to block his vision?”

She looked at Wang Anzhi suspiciously and asked, "Senior brother, are you hiding something from me?"

"It's nothing. Norton is currently in a state of amnesia and wandering," Wang Anzhi said casually. "However, this does not prevent him from instantly regaining his memory once you attack him, Junior Sister."

Norton would not have gone mad, nor would he have chosen to remain trapped in Bronze City, without personally witnessing his brother's complete death before his eyes, leaving not even an egg behind.

You know, two thousand years ago, Norton knew to support Gongsun Shu in establishing a separatist regime in Shu. Two thousand years later, does he not know how to cooperate with humans?

If all else fails, Norton could choose to fly to the African savanna, which was a barren land and a technological wasteland in the era of dragons, and in modern times it is even more divided by warlords and the people are living in misery.

In this situation, hiding one's identity is extremely easy.

But Norton did not. Instead, he chose to return to the Bronze City, which had long been discovered and heavily besieged, and stayed there for several months without doing anything, which was puzzling.

Without completely killing Constantine and driving Norton mad, letting him run wild and suppressing his awakening became the most suitable plan.

Otherwise, why didn't Lu Mingze choose to kill Norton at some other time?

Did he not want to?

Xia Mi was initially excited, but then she was discouraged. She knew that what her senior brother said was true. No matter why Norton was in a state of confusion, as long as she attacked him, his survival instinct would make him remember everything.

Just like his brother Fenrir once transformed into the Hunnic prince Attila...

She sighed, "Then let's leave it for now. I'll think about Constantine's matter properly!"

At this moment, Angers slowly walked towards Nuwa, who was not far away, and Wang Anzhi also stood up and said:

"Let's go, junior sister, let's see what Angers thinks about Constantine's matter?"

Chapter 135 Norton's Past

"If I remember correctly, the last time we met was to finalize the Secret Party's Kuimen Plan. But the plan has become a complete mess, and in the end, we, the orthodox faction, have to clean it up."

Nuwa clicked her tongue and looked at the 130-year-old man who had come forward. "So, Principal Angers, what brings you here again?"

Angers looked at the girl in front of him. Judging from her appearance alone, she should have been a high school student. However, she was indeed the acting leader of the Orthodox, a behemoth that could rival the Secret Party, and her status was equal to his.

Unlike the Japanese Herikichi family, the Secret Party never truly gained a foothold on this land; its only major attempt was during the war in 1900.

However, the outcome was not as expected. The Boxer Protocol, which came a year later, was extremely humiliating and detrimental to the country. The Secret Service, who should have been the victors, could not enjoy the fruits of victory. Most of them perished in a series of assassinations and the fire at the Kassel estate.

After that, the Secret Society no longer hoped to directly control the orthodoxy, and instead chose to ignore it.

This period lasted for a full 80 years.

It wasn't until 80 years later that the Peruvian Party and the Orthodox Church resumed contact, and it wasn't until 8 years ago, when the Orthodox Church joined the World Trade Organization, that it truly began to exchange goods and services with the Peruvian Party.

Angers experienced all of this firsthand, and whether he chose to ignore the orthodoxy or to win over the orthodoxy, it was his choice.

He pointed to the Yangtze River and said, "The King of Bronze and Fire has been confirmed to have escaped, and that's why I've come here."

Nuwa pointed to the dragon skeleton in front of her and said jokingly, "Then the Secret Party doesn't need this dragon skeleton, right? If I remember correctly, Principal Angers, you are already 130 years old."

"Yes, I am indeed 130 years old. Ordinary people at my age would be lying in a hospital bed waiting for God's call. Even mixed-race people would have been buried long ago if they didn't use some means to prolong their lifespan."