Global Dungeon: I Can See the Status Bar

”Rescue these dragon eggs? Let these dragon eggs redevelop?”

The voice of the Old Red Dragon Schneider abruptly stopped, suddenly raising by half an octave.

”Xiaowu, this joke isn’t funny.”

”I’m not joking with you, I’m serious,” Lu Wenwu said. ”Solving the egg hatching problem isn’t difficult; often, it’s just due to individual differences in incubation needs that cause the egg to get stuck, many of which can be rescued.”

”Ha? Not difficult?”

Schneider laughed in anger at Lu Wenwu.

”If this isn’t difficult, then what have all the dragon eggs that died and couldn’t hatch over the years been? Are you saying we’re all a bunch of fools?”

Lu Wenwu frowned: ”Why would you think that? I didn’t mean that.”

”Then what do you mean? Even if you’re the future Dragon Emperor, you can’t just meddle with the work of the dragon egg incubation facility like this!” Schneider was clearly enraged, his nostrils constantly spewing hot white steam.

You can’t blame the Old Red Dragon for being so furious.

The main thing is...

From the perspective of the Dragon Race, Lu Wenwu’s words indeed had a hint of contempt.

Even if he was telling the truth.

To him, this matter was indeed very simple.

Look at it, provide a solution, adjust the measurements according to the normal incubation method of dragon eggs.

Then just wait for the hatchling to break out of the shell, and it’ll be done.

But Schneider didn’t know!

In his view, Lu Wenwu was just making trouble out of nothing.

If it were this simple to solve the egg hatching problem, then what has the Dragon Race been passionately researching and improving for so many years about the incubation method?

They had practically tried every conceivable way.

Even some methods that seemed very bizarre and clearly unreliable; they had tried—such as using Time Magic to reverse the incubation process of the dragon egg, and then try again.

The incubation process of the dragon egg did reverse, but it ended up rotting, turning into a spoiled egg.

Even the most basic breath of life vanished without a trace.

Including the Green Dragon Egg Lu Wenwu checked previously.

The guards responsible for incubation also attempted to rescue it.

They couldn’t see what was specifically missing, but they could feel the decline of life energy, and the continual weakening of the hatchling’s soul within the egg.

As a race skilled in magic, the Dragon Race attempted to liquefy Soul Crystals bought from the Undying Empire and drip them on the dragon eggs.

This is a highly concentrated, high-quality pure soul power, capable of repairing soul injuries and providing all substances needed for soul restoration.

But it was completely ineffective.

The dragon egg couldn’t absorb this power at all, and they could only watch helplessly as the soul within the egg declined day by day, with no remedy.

For sustaining dragon egg life energy, the Dragon Race even half-robbingly purchased a Fruit of Life from the Natural Mother Tree of the Elf Race as a supplement.

The effect wasn’t absent, but rather like hanging by a thread.

It’s like a patient in ICU relying on machines to forcibly maintain a breath.

Connected to these things, the instruments show vital signs.

As soon as they are turned off, the patient would pass peacefully within a minute.

It’s hard to say whether this truly extended life.

In any case, there’s no saving them.

It’s just forcibly delaying a moment from the Underworld’s Ghost Messenger, stubbornly not boarding the train at the station.

The greatest significance is probably giving the still-living relatives a hope—what if a miracle happens?

For Schneider, this pile of various dragon eggs is akin to patients already entering a critical condition.

The Dragon Race hasn’t directly buried or destroyed these eggs judged to have no incubation possibility, waiting for a miracle.

What if?

Emotionally, he certainly hopes all dragon eggs can successfully hatch.

Rationally, he knows it’s utterly impossible.

That’s why Schneider suddenly became agitated and so angry at Lu Wenwu’s words.

To the Dragon Race, Lu Wenwu’s behavior is akin to forcibly rescuing corpses in the human world.

The fact he hasn’t gone up to give him a big slap is because of Lu Wenwu’s unbelievable talent.

”I don’t intend to offend you and the many elder guards here, but I really can rescue some dragon eggs. I don’t know where my words went wrong, causing you to be so angry, but please calm down for a moment.”

Lu Wenwu wasn’t angry; he just earnestly spoke to Schneider.

He pointed to the earliest-seen Green Dragon Egg and said:

”Take this Green Dragon Egg, for instance. The reason its incubation process is stalled is quite simple, merely due to the lack of necessary abundance of magic power and toxic attributes supply, nothing more.”

”In human terms, it’s malnutrition during development. Severe nutritional deficiency leads to the undeveloped neural system of the hatchling being unable to form, thereby separating from the dragon egg and soul integration, forming a body.”

”Humans have an old saying—strike while the iron is hot, then it fades, and finally it exhausts. You can imagine the feeling of being forcibly held back due to insufficient magic power output during a spell cast; the incubation process of the dragon egg is the same.”

”It has never been able to complete development, coupled with insufficient nutrition supply, which leads to the soul and life energy of this Green Dragon Egg gradually weakening.”

Schneider couldn’t help but sneer: ”So, what you mean is, as long as we give this Green Dragon Egg some toxic substance, and increase magic power supply, this egg can successfully hatch?”