This was the special ability born from the fusion of the Zhinao and the Shapeshifter talent. Through methods such as mutual absorption of blood, he could obtain the regenerative self-healing abilities within the Three Little Ones.
At the same time, the Three Little Ones could also accept the Zhinao's control—perfect control.
This meant that by manipulating the DNA sequences of the Three Little Ones, reorganizing genes, and regenerating new cells, the Zhinao could choose and guide their evolutionary direction.
The reason the Three Little Ones looked similar to Ge Zong was also closely tied to the Zhinao having guided their mutation paths over the past two years.
In his previous life, Jialedun had been deeply obsessed with the legendary muscle-bound Godzilla. Later, when he found the Three Little Ones in the Smoky Sea—creatures that had evolved under magical radiation—it was only natural that he wanted to guide them toward evolving into Ge Zong!
Then why did Jialedun, despite clearly knowing the abilities of the Three-Eyed Crow, still go to Oldtown's Citadel to stir up trouble?
It was precisely so the Zhinao could collect massive amounts of local data and grow rapidly. Only then could he use the Zhinao's terrifying computational power to deduce and analyze all kinds of difficult problems.
That's right!
He did it for those "respectable" maesters—for the books and knowledge they had "borrowed" from every major ethnic city-state!
Jialedun truly admired the senior maesters, so he also "borrowed" from the Citadel!
Mm, including the books hidden in the Citadel's deepest secret chambers.
And the sooner this was done, the better!
No normal person would carefully guard against a noble heir not yet ten years old, one who still possessed the innocent heart of a child.
With the exception of a certain dead crow—that thing wasn't normal!
The three brothers, Da Zhuang, should have died long ago on that lonely island by the Smoky Sea!
When Jialedun found the Three Little Ones, the shallow forest by the island shore was already carpeted with a thick layer of grotesquely deformed reptilian corpses.
The fact that the Three Little Ones survived—and even turned misfortune into fortune, continuously mutating and evolving—was all thanks to the Zhinao acquiring massive amounts of data in the Citadel. Only then could it analyze and produce an active potion, a precious medicine capable of saving the Three Little Ones.
On top of that, Jialedun's talent was utterly unique. Not only could he, like ordinary Shapeshifters, infiltrate his companions' consciousness, he could also promote mutual infection among the four, pushing them toward further mutation.
The Three Little Ones would mutate from ordinary creatures into magical creatures.
Jialedun would become a superhuman.
He had mutated as well!
A normal person wouldn't possess such terrifying regenerative self-healing ability, nor would they have strength approaching a thousand jin.
Beyond mutual blood absorption to deepen their bloodline connection—
Long-term companionship, brief soul exchanges, the gradual increase in daily shapeshifting次数… all of these were meant to deepen the tight bond among the four.
This allowed his talent to act more effectively upon all four of them.
At this moment, the Three Little Ones lay prone on the ground. The eldest, the most robust in build, smacked his lips; in his sapphire-like eyes was a distinctly anthropomorphic sense of satisfaction.
The youngest, the third, spat out a crimson, needle-sharp tongue. His blood-red, garnet-like pupils were filled with brutality!
The second, who had cuddled up to Jialedun's chest in a show of affection, had silver moon–shaped eyes half-open and half-closed, as if cold light hung within them. His long tail swept joyfully across the shattered floor.
The Three Little Ones all looked somewhat unsatisfied.
"Zhinao, open Da Zhuang's data interface."
Jialedun·Tarth lowered his gaze, staring at the Three Little Ones sprawled across the floor. He communicated with the Zhinao in his mind, and a curtain of light slowly unfolded within his consciousness.
Da Zhuang (Newborn Juvenile Evolution Stage; 80%)
Body Length: 8.4 metersWeight: 7.9 tonsStrength: 2 tons (grip, grasp)Speed: 70 km/h / 20 knotsDefense: 2 (compared to a single 1 cm steel plate)Intelligence: 0.8 (adult human intelligence = 1)Magic Energy: 10 (adult dragon = 100)
Abilities: Regenerative Healing, Super Digestion, Ultra-Long Vision, Infrared Radar (1 km), Magic Energy Radiation Absorption, Bite, Claw Strike, Charging Pounce, Tail Whip, Tail Slam
Da Zhuang was the name of the most powerfully built of the three little Godzillas—the eldest brother. His body stretched over eight meters long, covered in thick gray-black armor. When he charged, he was like a heavy armored vehicle rampaging across a battlefield!
[After completion of the Newborn Juvenile Evolution Stage,Da Zhuang's hind-leg muscle groups will increase a hundredfold, granting upright locomotion. Height: 11.6 meters. Body length: 18.9 meters.]
[Recommendation: Host should begin training Da Zhuang's upright stance. Guiding his hunting ability in an upright state can effectively promote completion of the Newborn Juvenile Evolution Stage!]
"Mm!"
Jialedun nodded in strong agreement. A Godzilla crawling on all fours was far too embarrassing for the Godzilla family!
The Zhinao divided the evolution of the Three Little Ones into full Godzilla forms into four stages:
The newborn juvenile with form but no substance;
The growth form, evolving three sets of radiation heatline organs, high-temperature flame-storage heat sacs, and highly corrosive acid sacs;
The complete form, evolving a magic-energy reactor capable of self-generating advanced magic energy;
And, upon the foundation of the complete form, the transcendent form—capable of devouring nuclear waste, possessing nuclear fusion reactors, uranium sacs, and all internal Godzilla systems.
At present, the Zhinao could only calculate the evolutionary model up to the growth form. Even the complete form was merely a hypothesis!
It was derived from the concept of a magic core forming its own inner world, as seen in fantasy novels from his previous life!
Of course, before the return of magic and dragons—before the appearance of the red comet symbolizing that return—research on magic-energy particles had always remained theoretical for the Zhinao.
As for the transcendent form, it could only be realized by leaving this world altogether.
"What's the calculation progress on the defense enhancement plan?"
Since a magical-beast Godzilla couldn't be realized for now, he would just keep stacking armor and strengthening the Three Little Ones' defenses.
[30%. No technology for forging Valyrian steel exists in Zhinao's database. Progress halted!]
[Requesting to bypass the host's Valyrian-steel scale armor concept and continue deducing biological defense enhancement plans.]
"It seems the Citadel's access to extraordinary knowledge is still far too limited."
He had proposed the Valyrian steel scale concept for its anti-magic properties—after all, this was a world of dragons and magic.
By having the Three Little Ones consume large quantities of pig iron and gemstones daily, breaking down the elements within and, under Zhinao's control, digesting and accumulating them into bones and scales, their physical defenses could be continuously strengthened.
At the same time, the strengthening and transformation of muscle tissues and internal organs relied on his talent acting upon the Three Little Ones, guiding unknown energies to temper them over long periods of time.
But magical defense—against curses, corrosion, and the like—could only rely on the small amount of magic energy flowing within their flesh and blood, passively resisting and offsetting however much magical power it could.
Dragons were magical species. In essence, the Three Little Ones were magical creatures as well!
"Then we'll wait until we get dragon blood before considering anti-magic. From now on, for any cases where basic data is missing and a model can't be established—bypass them all!"
Jialedun traveled throughout the Free Cities; it was impossible for him to ignore the greatest bug in this world—
Daenerys Targaryen, Mother of Dragons.
Today, he would give a fallen queen turned into a plaything a bit of trivial help. In the future, when the queen returned as the Mother of Dragons, that would be the moment of his hundredfold return.
Mm, trading tens of thousands of gold dragons and two knights for future dragon blood—this investment was absolutely worth it!
"Zhinao, create another project. Calculate a plan to enhance the growth form's digestive capacity by tenfold or more."
[Acknowledged. Selecting allocation disk…]
[Shunting data…]
[Allocating computational power…]
[Calculation model established! Data assigned to Godzilla Project Collection Disk.]
Jialedun didn't look at the new interface projected into his consciousness. He reached back and shook the bell cord tied by the bed, then tapped Da Zhuang's head—its scales glinting with cold light—as he instructed:
"Da Zhuang, you're free to hunt and train this morning. Keep an eye on the third. This afternoon, bring them to the courtyard to find me."
Da Zhuang, who had been lazily sprawled on the ground, pushed himself up on all fours and craned his neck to lick Jialedun's blood-stained palm.
"Pa~!"
As he turned, his nearly four-meter-long tail cracked through the air like a whip, smashing into the two foolish younger brothers before he led the way out the door.
Jialedun had shapeshifted with Da Zhuang the most. Under the mutual mutation-promoting effects of his talent, Da Zhuang could already understand his simple instructions.
Still uneasy, Jialedun scolded with a headache, "Second, take this seriously!"
The second brother, slightly smaller than Da Zhuang, froze mid-tail-swing. His half-open eyes snapped wide, clearly revealing deep dissatisfaction.
"You know me. This task is too heavy—I can't handle it!"
Jialedun could clearly read this emotion from the silver brilliance of the second's pupils. Just as he was about to complain, the bedroom door opened from outside.
His three male servants—Little Bug, Lien, and Ruitai—crept in with their bodies slightly bent, holding washing implements with both hands. With respectful expressions, they greeted him in unison:
"Good morning, Young Master Jialedun!"
"The Seven be with you. May the glory of the Evening Star watch over you. Good morning!"
Upon receiving his reply, the three servants raised their heads. The looks in their eyes were filled with fanaticism and awe, like zealots witnessing a god descending with divine might.
Jialedun had long noticed the fervor in their eyes. He was simply used to such crazed worship.
In truth, two kinds of stories about Jialedun·Tarth had always circulated.
He was handsome and tall. From a young age, he had gone to the Citadel to study. Faced with an invitation from the Citadel's archmaesters, he refused to swear the maester's oath and hurriedly left.
He had squandered vast sums of gold, posting bounties to collect strange treasures gathered by merchants across the world, spending fortunes to buy plant seeds deemed worthless by other nobles.
He had gathered bright and clever-looking boys from both noble and commoner families, forming a retinue of over fifty, and had led the Tarth fleet to roam the Narrow Sea, venturing through every free trade city-state.
In Westeros—among the many nobles of the Stormlands—he was a typical "noble prodigy."
But typical did not mean outstanding.
Just as no one pays attention to the tenth-ranked youth, with all eyes focused only on the first, so too was it with him.
If one ignored the fact that he was only seventeen, there were many "noble prodigies" who had done "better" than him.
For example, Oberyn Nymeros Martell—destined by vengeance to die at the hands of the Lannisters' loyal hound, "the Mountain" Gregor Clegane—had done ten times better than him!
Oberyn was also Prince of Dorne, a "metal-refining" alchemist, and the "Viper" whom even Prince Doran, the protector of Dorne, feared.
As for Jialedun—he was merely the heir of a minor noble house.
But on the island of Tarth in the Narrow Sea, he was the wildly beloved "Reborn Morning Light," Jialedun!
He was also the High Priest of the Faith of the Seven!
He was the Twilight Star, head of House Tarth!
He was the Seven-Star Grand General of Tarth's military!
He was the true master behind Tarth's city hall, merchant guild, and bank—controlling the island's political and economic lifelines!
He—
Was the true Lord of Tarth!