Chapter 113 A Different Kind of Boss
Having overcome the initial difficult stage, although his body is still experiencing intense pain, Zhuo Geng is no longer as afraid as he was at the beginning.
Even if his genes collapsed, he should have survived the most dangerous time. Although he didn't know what the outcome would be if things continued to develop, he had a vague feeling that he wouldn't die.
As he gradually adapted to the pain, he felt an unprecedented hunger, even greater than when he first came into this world.
He had actually felt hungry when he first woke up, but the pain distracted him from thinking about it. Now he was thinking about it again.
He called out to the somewhat agitated Rego and Viserion a few times, telling them to go to the grasslands to find him something to eat, and he made a point of mentioning several times that he wanted to eat the meat that the Dothraki had already roasted.
Rhaegal and Viserion already knew that Drogon ate differently from them.
As they grew older, they also became smarter. After Zhuo Geng explained and gestured to them a few times, they understood and happily competed to get food for him.
After the two dragons left, Zhuo Geng endured the pain and examined his body. The phrase "horrible" was an understatement to describe his condition.
His entire body was torn apart, almost no part of him was intact, large chunks of scales had fallen off in many places, and there were even pieces of flesh with scales lying around him. Blood was gushing from all over his body.
His body was a third larger than before, and new bone spurs were sprouting on his head, face, and body. He had had bone spurs growing on his body intermittently before, and he had far more bone spurs than Rego and Viserion.
But those things grow slowly and only itch slightly; they never burst forth so wildly like they did today.
The two largest bone spurs were in his chest, which pierced a huge hole in his body, causing him to fall from the sky.
Looking at the two bone spurs, Zhuo Geng couldn't understand how they could have come out of his chest. It was one thing for them to grow on his legs, back, or neck, but having two long spurs on his chest made everything inconvenient.
He was examining the bone spurs when he suddenly noticed that one of them seemed to move slightly, not in a trembling way, but rather swaying.
And the shaking is still...
Thinking about the unintentional feeling he had just experienced, he endured the pain and tried again. The bone spur, guided by his will, emerged from his chest cavity and slowly unfolded...
Claws...claws?
Looking at the pink claws stretching out in front of him, Zhuo Geng never expected that he would have two more... forelimbs.
I was so focused on the pain that I didn't even notice that the bone spur stuck to my flesh was actually half of my forelimb.
Furthermore, the front paws do not have four toes like the hind paws, but rather five.
Seeing the five claws, he suddenly remembered something, looked at his old claws, and sure enough, they had also turned into five.
With so many aches and pains all over its body, it automatically ignored the pain in its paws, unaware that another claw had grown out of it without its knowledge.
So, am I now considered a four-legged dragon? Or a four-legged dragon with five claws?
He moved his forelimbs and then his wings, feeling very uncomfortable. When he moved his forelimbs, his wings trembled, and when he moved his wings, his forelimbs swayed, making them difficult to control.
He used to use his wings as hands and his claws as both hands and feet. Suddenly, he has an extra forelimb, which makes him feel like he has four arms. I don't know how the wings and forelimbs divide their functions.
He stretched his pink front paws a couple of times, and one thing he was sure of was that Daenerys was going to teach him to write again, but he didn't know if she would use his right hand this time... no, his right front paw or his left front paw.
After the initial violent destruction, the changes in his body have gradually slowed down. He felt sticky and uncomfortable all over, so Zhuo Geng tried to move his body, wanting to go into the river for a bath.
With its forelimbs newly grown and unable to exert any strength, it can only rely on its original hind limbs and wings to support its body.
The river was deep, but even if he stood up, it would only reach his upper thighs at most.
The icy river water turned into a lot of steam as soon as it hit his body. If someone saw him bathing in the river, they would think he was taking a hot spring bath.
He was in unbearable pain after splashing some river water on himself with his wings.
The wings, like the other parts, have changed dramatically. Previously, the wings resembled bat wings, but now they are worn on the back like a scarlet cape, with bone spurs of varying lengths extending from the wing bones.
Just as he was hesitating whether to roll over or continue to spray water with his wings, he heard a high-pitched dragon roar from afar. Looking up, he saw Rego's broad figure flying towards him from a distance.
With a golden roasted whole lamb in its mouth, its paws were also busy, each grabbing two large pieces of meat.
She flew to the riverbank, placed the whole roasted lamb and pieces of meat, covered in saliva, on the grass, and saw Zhuo Geng taking a bath. She then happily jumped into the river to enjoy the refreshing coolness of the water.
Zhuo Geng was worried about not being able to wash himself, so after Lei Ge splashed around in the river a few times, he had Lei Ge use his wings to scoop up water and pour it over him.
Although Rego had never bathed a dragon before, he enjoyed it immensely, spreading his wide wings to scoop up a large puddle of river water and pour it onto Drogon's back.
She carefully brushed away the blood, flesh, and scales that the river water couldn't wash away with her wings before continuing the rush, making Zhuo Geng look at Rego with the feeling of a virtuous wife and loving mother.
The moment he had this feeling, he immediately sensed something was wrong and quickly banished the thought from his mind.
After taking a shower, although his body was still aching, Zhuo Geng felt much better.
Just as he was about to devour the barbecue, Rogue suddenly flew in front of him, staring blankly at the two pink forelimbs on his chest, then at the large bulge on his own chest, not understanding why Drogon had two more legs than him.
Although he was curious about Zhuo Geng's new legs and wanted to touch them with his paws, he didn't dare to, partly because he was afraid of Zhuo Geng's usual strictness, and partly because he was afraid of hurting Zhuo Geng.
Moreover, she seemed to sense a trace of fear from Zhuogeng, not the kind of strictness he showed when training them, but a fear that came from the depths of his heart, making her afraid to move forward.
Zhuo Geng's new legs were not only pink and tender, but there were also two large holes in his chest, and there was still some rotten flesh left on his thighs.
Thinking about how those two legs had been forced through the bulge in his chest, Rego was somewhat envious of Zhuogeng's new legs, but considering the terrible changes in his body and the large hole in his chest, she thought it was better for her to stay as she was.
Ignoring Rego's curiosity about his forelimbs, Zhuo Geng went to the whole roasted lamb and, without caring about Rego's drool, swallowed the whole lamb, bones and all, in a few bites.
After finishing the roasted meat, he felt that the amount of meat was only enough to fill his teeth. Rego also knew that Drogon could eat a lot, and after watching him finish eating, he flew back to the grassland.
No sooner had Rego left than Viserion flew back from the grasslands with a sheep in his mouth. He put down the meat and also noticed Drogon's newly sprouted forelimbs.
He knew that Drogon was always different from them; not only was he huge and strong, but he was also better looking than him and Rego. He never expected that Drogon would have two more legs than them today.
He could only sigh inwardly that the boss was indeed the boss, even having two more legs than him.
After curiously observing the new changes on Drogon for a while, Viserion finished eating and continued flying towards the grasslands like Rego.
Rego flew back to the grassland and passed by Karasa, who had just stolen the sheep. He was about to fly to another place when he looked down and saw that there was another golden roasted sheep and large pieces of roasted meat on the grill. So he flew down again.