Wizard: I Can Refine Everything

"Hogla, in Giant Dragon Language, means sovereign."

Hogla looked at Richard, as a chaos of memories kept surging in her mind.

These memories, imprinted in her Bloodline, were meant to be absorbed by her gradually as she grew.

But under this sudden terrifying pressure, her instinct for survival caused these memories, which should have appeared in an orderly fashion, to flood into Hogla's brain all at once, in an attempt to find a suitable plan for escape.

However, the young dragon's still undeveloped brain could not withstand such an assault.

Under the torrent of copious memories, Hogla lay on the ground like a dead fish, her gaze lifeless, her expression vacant, and drool even flowing from the corner of her mouth.

"What's wrong with this young dragon? I just intimidated her a little, and she seems to have broken."

Richard looked at Hogla somewhat dumbfounded, after having delivered his threats, he had expected the Giant Dragon to shout or retort.

But no matter how long he waited, the young dragon did not move and her expression remained as if she were broken.

This left him somewhat stunned.

This young descendant of the Dragon King possessed tremendous potential. But if she were stupefied, her potential would be greatly diminished.

Ulysses landed beside the young dragon, a glint of light flashing in his eyes.

"No problem," Ulysses said, equally puzzled, "This young dragon is very well-developed, her brain is fine, and there are no incomplete parts in her soul.

She shouldn't be like this... Oh! Right, do Giant Dragons have memory inheritance?"

Richard nodded, "Indeed, and quite a lot."

"That's not surprising then." Ulysses flew to Richard's shoulder, "This young dragon must have had a stress reaction when you scared her, prematurely activating her memory inheritance."

Hearing this, Richard also understood Hogla's condition.

"Looks like she's going to be out for a while. But this is good timing, it gives me the chance to prepare something."

Three hours later, Hogla's young brain finally finished processing those memories.

And when she wearily lifted her head, she found herself tied to a stone slab. Around the slab were many strangely shaped metal tools.

And the human who had frightened her, activating her Bloodline inheritance, was standing not far away, apparently mixing some kind of potion.

"Richard, the young dragon is awake."

The sudden voice behind her made Hogla shudder.

As a Giant Dragon, even though she was only young, her perception far exceeded that of ordinary creatures.

But she had never noticed the owner of the voice behind her.

"Awake, is she? I was planning to prepare some Magic Potion for her to help her out. It seems unnecessary now."

Hogla watched the human approach her; she could clearly feel the scent of Dragon Blood on him, and this human's eyes were also a pair of golden dragon eyes.

But why couldn't she control this human?

"Giant Dragon, it's clear you've gained the ability to think. Now, I give you two choices, one is to sign this Destiny Contract and become my Magic Pet.

Otherwise, you'll be turned into a specimen, just like that one."

Saying this, Hogla felt her head forcibly turned to the right, and in her field of vision was a young dragon about her size, also bound to a stone slab.

"What is this human going to do?"

Watching the human approach the other young dragon, a seed of fear suddenly sprouted in Hogla's heart.

And that fear quickly climbed through her heart like creeping vines.

Although she had inherited many memories from her Bloodline, she was essentially still a child that had been born only three hours ago.

The unknown fear trapped her like a spiderweb.

Hogla saw the human take the metal instruments she had seen upon waking and move them beside the young dragon. Then, she saw the human cut open the abdomen of the young dragon with a knife the size of a thumb.

A terribly pained dragon roar penetrated Hogla's ears and then burrowed into her heart.

She didn't want to see these things!

But what she wanted to see was not for her to decide.

Her body constantly struggled, but her head was fixed by a force, forcing her to watch as the human skillfully removed various organs from the young dragon and sorted them into jars filled with a transparent liquid.

During this, the young dragon's pitiful cries kept reaching her ears, and fear weighed on her heart like mountains.

"Stop making me watch!! I'll sign! I'll sign!"

"Oh ho, you agree so quickly?"

Richard looked at Hogla with some surprise and then stopped his actions.

"Ulysses, give her the contract."

Hogla saw a contract appear before her, and on it, she felt a terrible pressure.

"Where am I, exactly? Where is the Dragon Nest? The Dragon Mountain? My kin, who could spread their wings and blot out the sky?"

Hogla's helpless cry echoed within her, as the cruel reality left her gasping for air.

"Well, little one, will you sign or not?"

Ulysses's voice woke Hogla from her fantasies. She looked at the contract and trembled as she used her spiritual power to leave her mark on it.

"Good, good. My efforts weren't wasted."

Richard happily took the contract and left his own name on it.

The contract then disappeared, and an invisible bridge connected Richard and Hogla.

Richard approached to release Hogla's bonds, enthusiastically asking, "Little one, what is your name? I heard that the Dragon King's offspring are born with names."

"...Hogla, Hogla Il."

"Hmm, nice name."

Richard nodded, this name meant a natural-born sovereign in Dragon Language.

"Then I will call you Hogla."

Having confirmed Hog's name, Richard turned back to the dissection table, preparing to tidy up.

"What are you going to do?"

Hog looked at the hollowed-out young dragon on the experimental table, her head nearly fainting.

Images of the scene she had just witnessed kept flashing through her mind, the piercing screams echoing in her ears once more.

Richard turned and flashed a mysterious smile, "Well, of course I'm going to recycle it."

After that, Hog saw Richard peel off the skin from the dragon corpse... Peel it off?

Hog's eyes bulged dramatically; something was wrong with the skin of this young dragon!

Even if it was a corpse, dragon skin could not possibly be peeled open like a banana.

Then she saw that underneath the skin of this giant dragon was a mass of living, active flesh.

"This isn't a dragon! What is this, a mimic bug?"

Richard turned back to look at her, a somewhat triumphant smile on his face, "It's nothing at all, just a prop I made to scare you. I hadn't even used all my tricks yet, and you already couldn't handle it."

This was the Extreme North, not the Tower of Truth. Young dragon hatchlings like this were not so easily obtained.

Moreover, even if they could be obtained, Richard wouldn't spend the money to buy one.

Having learned so much about dragons, if he couldn't even create a model of one, that would be a disgrace to Jolod.

A student of a Synthetic Beast Master who couldn't even use active flesh to make a teaching model? If word got out, Richard would be so mortified he wouldn't need Jolod to do anything; he'd want to bash his head in with a block of tofu.

"A prop? Fake?" Hog looked at Richard somewhat incredulously, "That scream couldn't have been fake!"

"The scream?"

Richard gave a disdainful smile and emitted a pitiful dragon roar from his mouth. As a wizard whose physique had evolved, mimicking sounds was a piece of cake.

"Is this what you're talking about?"

Hog stared dumbfounded at Richard; at this moment, she finally realized she had been deceived.

"You, you... you deceiver!" Hog bellowed, somewhat on the verge of collapsing.

As a young dragon just three hours old, Richard had given her a deep understanding of the wickedness of the human heart.

How could humans do such a thing?

To frighten a newborn dragon with mere props.

That was just too despicable!

But now it was too late for her to regret.

She had already signed that contract, and from now on, she would live her life as Richard's magic pet.

"Hog, come with me."

As Hog wallowed in self-pity, she suddenly heard Richard's command.

She looked up and saw Richard, having tidied up the props, then opened a Secret Realm Rift.

Hog recognized the rift, her bloodline inheritance told her it was a rare thing, only a portion of the Dragon Kings could possess it.

"Hurry over, you're going to be living here for the next while."

Hog flew towards the rift in humiliation, comforting herself internally:

"It seems the identity of this human isn't so lowly; at least I won't live too poorly in the future. He is a powerful one... What is this place!"

Upon entering the Secret Realm, Hog was immediately stunned by the sight before her.

This was different from the contents of her inherited memory!

Which Secret Realm had so many terrains, and what was that thing in the center of the world?

A mushroom?

"World Mushroom, I'm leaving this little one with you. Try to make her grow as fast as possible in the coming time."

Hearing Richard's words, Hog was slightly taken aback.

In her memory was the World Tree, but what in the world was a World Mushroom?

In the next moment, she discovered just what the World Mushroom was.

A large mycelium tendril stretched out from the ground and took on a humanoid form. On the mycelium, Hog distinctly felt a pressure that only Dragon Kings could possess.

She thought to herself in some panic, "Just what is the identity of this human?"

"Yes, Master."

The incarnated mycelium of the World Mushroom bowed slightly to Richard, then shot a tendril to pull Hog to its side.

Seized by such a World Master, Hog's body immediately stiffened as if turned to stone.

"Don't be afraid," the voice of the World Mushroom suddenly sounded in Hog's ear, "Although you smell delicious, we are both subordinates of the Master; I will not eat you."

Hog stiffly responded, "Haha, is that so."

Suddenly, she felt that the human might not be so bad after all.

...

Leaving the Secret Realm, Richard stretched languidly, his mouth curved in a smile as he approached the experimental table to continue his experiment.

Then, the ringing of a clear bell interrupted him.

Ding ding ding...

This was the doorbell of the laboratory.

Inside the Wizard Tower, it was just him and Ali; only Ali would be ringing the doorbell at this time.

Richard turned and looked towards the door. With a wave of his hand, the door swung open, and sure enough, there stood Ali.

"Ali, what's up?" Richard asked, puzzled.

Ali's eyes twinkled with a smile, and she excitedly said:

"The Yuris Black Crystal you mentioned, I've figured it out!"