When a Dragon Nears Death, Its Words Are Kind

Lu Yuan took out some of his private stash: pomegranates, Soul Infant Fruits, and some personal medicines gifted by Rat King.

That was the advantage of having a little private treasury. He could spend his wealth as he pleased.

If he used items from the National Treasury, people would inevitably gossip.

Seashell thought for a moment, then shook her head. "No. Extraordinary items aren't omnipotent. When a body is collapsing and declining, it's like a funnel. No matter how much you pour in, just as much leaks out."

"Its body can't absorb such an enormous amount of Life Essence. It would only achieve half the result with twice the effort. Still, if you're willing to spend the money, keeping it alive a little longer won't be a problem."

Lu Yuan was not a stingy person. Even though his relationship with this Mirage Cloud Dragon was fairly ordinary, he still handed all kinds of medicine to Sea Snail Miss.

After all, humanity had already gained enough from these ruins...

Now that it had calmed the volcano, humanity could pick up a little more junk. Giving it something in return was hardly a loss.

Perhaps the Mirage Cloud Dragon also knew that its days were numbered. It cooperated obediently and remained completely still.

From time to time, it opened its eyes and looked reluctantly toward the underground shelter. There... lay the secret it had guarded its entire life.

Its days were numbered, yet it did not know the final outcome.

"What? Do you want to open it and take a look?" Lu Yuan raised his brows. "If you want to, I can help you open the door."

The Ice Chests in the shelter had actually already been moved away by Lu Yuan.

But that did not matter.

Lu Yuan even thought that