"I don't know either."
Chen Qiu fell silent with a complicated expression. The Dragon Race was a race blessed with powerful innate talents. So long as they did not die young halfway through, they basically started at Spirit Transformation.
Looking across the entire Mystic Heaven Continent.
What other race began at Spirit Transformation?
But at the same time, their flaw was obvious: their reproduction rate was extremely low. Fortunately, that problem had now been solved.
The Dragon Race gave birth once every three months.
With Fat Dragon around, the female dragons on Dragon Island could give birth every three months. That breeding speed was more outrageous than that of old sows.
The problem was, with the "Blessed with Children and Grandchildren" trait added in.
What originally took five hundred years to reach adulthood now took just one year.
Then, once they became adults, they could breed again. If this went on for several hundred years, the whole continent would be filled with dragons—assuming Fat Dragon could still hold up.
Even a diamond drill bit could not withstand being put through that much grinding.
"But..."
After his excitement faded, Ao Tian suddenly remembered something. He looked at Chen Qiu in confusion. "The Dragon Race doesn't have enough resources to raise this many dragon hatchlings."
"Dragon hatchlings originally took five hundred years to mature. Now they mature in a year. Their growth period has been shortened, but the resources needed for dragons to break through to Spirit Transformation upon reaching adulthood are no small amount."
"And the Dragon Race's exclusive Spirit Transformation Domain also consumes a great deal of resources."
"Batch after batch of hatchlings every three months is certainly a lot."
"But with hundreds of hatchlings reaching adulthood almost at the same time, where the hell is the Dragon Race supposed