Chapter 208: Can't Stop Dancing_2
Sheesh... if that girl had the same [Arrogance] Authority as I do, I bet she could soar into the sky without even unfurling her wings, just by stepping on her own feet.
David had once consulted a guide to advanced professions for Elemental Dragons in the Dragon Queen's treasure vault and was well aware that this profession was much more noble and rare than his preferred close-combat 'Berserker' role.
Only True Dragons pursue the path of the Element Master. This path requires a very close connection to elemental and energy forces. To qualify as an Element Master, one must first possess the ability to control a type of elemental energy.
This requirement eliminates many True Dragons from the start, such as the Green Dragons who dabble in poisons and the Black Dragons who play with acid, for example.
Secondly, one must possess profound mastery of their elemental energy breath.
According to the mechanical data from Landis of the Scales of Justice, for a Heteromorphic Dragon like David, who had transmigrated, this essentially meant having three advanced breath-related feats as a prerequisite.
Lastly, you must be adept in arcane magic, or, in other words, your understanding and mental 'Sculpture' of elemental energy models must be thorough and intuitive, almost second nature.
Once you have all these prerequisites, then you are qualified to become an 'Element Master.'
But let's not even talk about other races; the last criterion alone would exclude ninety-nine percent of True Dragons.
The reason is that, aside from White Dragons, dragons generally don't lack intelligence. However, with the ability to awaken ancestral powers through their bloodline inheritance and become Magicians, who would bother with the thankless task of learning arcane magic?
This is path dependency.
That's why it's said, 'Among dragons, Element Masters are the loneliest and most reclusive.'
Of course, that was the assessment of Elemental Dragons from Landis's 'Book of the Dragon.'
Yet David's eyes kept darting between the lines of the book and Tania. She was gleefully curious, testing 'just how well Big Brother really knows her' while incessantly 'self-reporting her abilities' to David, hoping this 'Book of the Dragon' would 'automatically fill in the gaps.'
Frankly, he didn't see how his little sister could be considered 'lonely and reclusive' at all.
But then again, Tania was a Silver Dragon with innate Frost Breath. Having grown up by his side, she had learned from him how to shape her breath into intricate forms. Furthermore, she inherited her Dragon Father Attilicia's high intelligence, spent over a decade furthering her education in Alchemy among the High Elves at Dewensen Academy, and even earned the title 'Spellweaver Silver Dragon.' Consequently, her path toward becoming an Element Master seemed like a natural progression.
It was like those naturally gifted students who could play along with everyone else, even outdo you in any game they casually played, yet turn around and ace exams to secure a spot in top universities. How could you argue with that?
Calling such individuals 'reclusive' was pure stereotyping.
Ah, comparing Dragon Father and Tania, then looking back at himself...
Wait, David slapped his forehead, suddenly struck by an idea. He flapped his wings, shooing away the envious Mofei and others who had been crowding around, hoping for this 'master' David to give them an 'assessment.' Looking down at his own feet, he had the 'Book of the Dragon' create a data model for him too.
However, this time, it took a surprisingly long time.
It was like a computer's CPU overheating to the point of triggering an alarm, yet the diagnostic results were endlessly delayed.
Damn waste of space.
[Wrath]
[Arrogance]
For a moment, David even suspected he might have made a poor choice, picking this seemingly 'defective product' with damaged hardware from the Dragon Queen's dazzling array of treasures, perhaps even being shortchanged.
After all, he valued this Magical Item, crafted with the Clockwork Nirvana artistry of the Mechanical Realm, not for its sturdiness but for its data retrieval and analysis capabilities.
It was akin to the 'AI data models' that were emerging just before he transmigrated, hinting at the early stages of artificial intelligence.
Despite many negative discussions online suggesting this model brought more harm than benefit—often seen as nothing but a tool for capitalists to eliminate white-collar jobs—anyone who had even a slight understanding of it knew it was a powerful tool!
Let's not even mention its less commonly used features, such as healthcare applications, task automation, or even language translation. When it came to information retrieval or as a study tool, it completely outclassed past search engines.
In the hands of a novice versus someone skilled in its use, it wasn't just conceptually different—it was a tool capable of exponentially increasing productivity.
More often than not, during interaction, it could actively guide the user to explore branching lines of thought more deeply, sparking new inspiration and saving considerable time in their learning and planning.
And time meant everything; it meant more possibilities.
The reason David chose it was because its computational power far surpassed that of Tower Spirit constructs and other magical creations.
He needed that computational power to help him integrate all the information around him and save him time in his ascent to higher echelons. This would prevent him from groping blindly in the unknown, relying on luck, or finding his path severely constrained by limited awareness and resources.
It was like his old habit of feeling [Jealousy] upon seeing someone else use a desirable magic and immediately copying it.
This had indeed provided him with more options in combat. However, over the years, especially during that bloody war, David had come to understand the drawbacks of this approach: