Thanks to the evolution and evolution of living creatures, the baby dragons were able to use the energy absorbed from eating egg slices to activate various important organs and begin to develop and grow through the adjustment of their muscles.
This stage was not considered long, and it only lasted for about a day.
When little Caesar woke up and surfaced, he found that the sun was just right. It was about noon, and the light was able to penetrate the layers of thick fog into the swamp, scattering a golden luster that was warm and pleasant.
But the black dragon mother, as well as her brothers and sisters, were deeply disgusted by such a climate, and a feeling of irritation seeped through them. They let out a low hiss and hid in the deeper shadows of the swamp.
"The Black Dragon likes gloomy swamps and quagmires. The dirtier and filthier, the better."
This was the knowledge that basic cognition told Caesar, but fortunately, he did not inherit this habit. However, in order to avoid being weird, the awakened baby dragons also let out two hisses and went into the nest built by the Black Dragon's mother.
At this time, the baby dragons could already breathe and run, and they had a certain level of defensive ability. However, they were still young and weak, and they were not even a match for some ordinary large creatures. They still needed the protection of the Black Dragon's mother.
The mother dragon lay lazily in the nest, and her body was covered with hard dark scales. The Black Dragon's head was thin and long, and the skin without muscles was tightly attached to the bones. The craggy skull made it look like it was wearing a layer of armor.
Compared to the adult Black Dragon, the baby dragons did not look so thin and shriveled. Their necks were thick and short, their heads were big and round, and their scales were thin and black, reflecting a metallic luster.
However, with the passage of time, the baby dragons would gradually become like their mother. Their scales would become harder and darker. In the process of growth and development, their skulls would also become sharp, sticking closely to the epidermis and even piercing through the skin.
Although this change would not cause any harm to the Black Dragon, it would make them more terrifying and difficult to approach.
Therefore, the Black Dragon was also known as the "Skeleton Dragon".
At this time, the Black Dragon's mother had prepared food for the children — a huge Violent Head Fish. This strange fish was as big as five baby dragons, and its barbed fangs stuck out of its mouth. Soaked in the acid swamp, the strong smell of rotten meat and fish went into the nostrils of every baby dragon.
Caesar could even see the maggots wriggling on the rotten meat.
The Black Dragon rarely ate red meat. In non-emergency situations, they would usually marinate their prey with acid for many days before eating. Such a rotten Violent Head Fish was definitely a rare delicacy in the eyes of the Black Dragon.
The two Dragon Whelps, who could already run freely, surrounded him while babbling. They did not avoid other foreign objects and swallowed them in large mouthfuls. The digestive system of dragons was like a furnace that could digest everything that they ate. Not to mention the maggots on the rotten meat, even metals were the same.
"Motherf * cker!"
As a mutated black dragon with a human soul, Little Caesar felt bitterness in his throat as he watched his brothers who were eating happily and slurping their saliva.
However, he could not refuse. The Black Dragon's mother's gaze had already swept over with a scrutinizing look. She looked at the little guy whose behavior was different from other baby dragons when he was born.
"Ugh …"
Caesar clenched his baby teeth so hard that they creaked. His tears were a little sore, but he could not refuse.
Even if he went to search for food himself, he would probably only find some wild fruits, rats, and worms to fill his stomach. It was probably not as "nutritious" as this Violent Head Fish.
He had no choice but to close his eyes and bite off a piece of meat from the rotten fish. His throat rolled as if he had swallowed a deadly poison.
The white, fat, and large maggots from another world were chewed up by his sharp teeth. Its meat was as soft as cotton, and its juice burst in his mouth.
"Hmm?"
The little dragon whose eyes were tightly shut suddenly paused. His vertical pupils lit up. This thing was not as hard to swallow as he had imagined. After overcoming the psychological discomfort, the Black Dragon's sensory system gave him a completely different feedback.
It was actually a little … delicious?
Caesar took another bite of the rotten fish. After confirming that his sense of taste was not wrong, he began to gulp down the food like the other two baby dragons.
The baby dragons' appetite was astonishingly large. After dozens of minutes, the Violent Head Fish, which was incomparably huge to the little dragons, was eaten until only its skeleton was left. Even some of the brittle bones were chewed up and swallowed by the baby dragons.
In order to maintain the consumption brought about by their strong bodies, dragons generally had an astonishingly large appetite. Even the young baby dragons were the same. They ate food that was several times their own weight, but they did not look bloated at all.
This level of appetite was an extremely heavy burden for the baby dragons who did not have the support of their parents.
Fortunately, if there were no accidents, dragons would usually accompany their offspring for one to six years. Therefore, the baby dragons at this time did not need to worry about food. After the two baby dragons finished eating, they floated on the swamp and rolled around in the quagmire. They let the mud cover their bodies and enjoyed the moist and salty air.
To the True Dragons, there was no concept of learning and meditation. After receiving the inheritance of the dragon, even if the baby dragons were to play and sleep from the beginning to the end, they would still gradually awaken their magic abilities as they continued to grow in the future. They would gradually climb to the top of the food chain.
However, Caesar was different. Other than some basic knowledge about dragons, he did not have any inherited knowledge about talents and magic in his mind. Strictly speaking, he was actually no different from the defective products that were naturally eliminated and degenerated into dragon beasts.
Under such circumstances, in order to grow faster, he had to eat more than the other baby dragons. After completing his normal meal, Caesar even had to "add more food" for himself.
This little baby dragon with a soul from another world resisted the desire to relax his body and take a short nap. He left the small swamp where the baby dragons rested and approached the river bank. He stepped on solid, hard soil.
That's right, Caesar was ready to eat soil.
The digestive system of dragons allowed them to eat anything they could swallow, such as dead wood, rocks, and other inorganic substances.
However, most of the True Dragons hated these things and felt ashamed of them. Among them, the most noteworthy ones were the arrogant Red Dragon and the Golden Dragon. They regarded eating inorganic substances as a great humiliation. Even if they were in a desperate situation, the Red Dragon would rather starve than touch these things.
However, Caesar learned from the basic knowledge of dragons that eating inorganic substances could speed up the hardening of the scales. At this stage, it was difficult for the scales of the baby dragons to play any role. They were tender and thin and could be torn apart easily. Only as they grew older would they slowly become hard and thick.
Although eating metals and stones could not make the scales of the True Dragons stronger, it could greatly accelerate the maturation of the scales.
Caesar did not just swallow everything. He first used his sharp claws to dig away the mud and turned over the moist soil to sift out the inorganic minerals below.
"Ugh, cough cough …"
After swallowing all kinds of stones with difficulty, the Black Dragon cub took a big gulp of the pool water and then coughed. This thing was simply too disgusting. Even he, who had both human and dragon tastes, found it unbearable.
He wanted to vomit …
But there was no other way. This was the pain of growing up.
Caesar comforted himself.
Even as a species at the top of the food chain, the baby dragons of the True Dragons also had a high rate of premature death. Some powerful creatures could be immune to the influence of Draconic Aura and poach the baby dragons when the mother dragons were looking for food.
Moreover, even an adult Black Dragon was not completely invincible.
In this terrifying world, many creatures had the ability to fight against the True Dragons, and even hunt the True Dragons for food.
Not to mention the greater dangers in the Underdark. The creatures that lived here would easily be shrouded in an indescribable fear called "adventurers".
God knows how far the terrifying upright apes of this world had expanded their diet.
Caesar's actions were naturally seen by the Black Dragon's mother. But for the cub's strange behavior, the Black Dragon's mother did not care and had an indifferent attitude.
This baby dragon had said the dragon's true name to prove its identity as a True Dragon. According to the instructions of the Evil Dragon's mother, Tiamat, she must fulfill her duty of breeding. As for other things, the lazy Pentashade Dragon did not want to ask.
In fact, the notorious Black Dragon would not put too much effort into its own offspring. It could be said that it was cold-hearted. Breeding was just a part of its duty.
When the cub grew to a certain extent, they would even expel their parents for their own territory and treasures.
Evil dragons were like this.
"What a freak."
The two baby dragons that were soaking in the mud conversed in the Draconic language. Their senses were very sensitive, so they naturally knew what their "brother" was doing.
Baby dragons were not ignorant creatures. To a certain extent, they were born with knowledge. They had a grasp of the world as a whole and an understanding of their own identity. They were born knowing that they would be one of the most powerful creatures in the world sooner or later. They were born with an innate pride and sense of superiority.
Therefore, the two baby dragons despised Caesar Ortoronso's actions, thinking that he was degrading his identity as a True Dragon. The baby dragons despised their nominal brother.
However, a soul that came from another world would not care about the opinions of the dragons. Under the questioning gazes of the two young dragons, Caesar spent a lot of time swallowing the inorganic minerals that were hard to swallow one by one. Only then did he let out a long sigh of satisfaction.