The matter of the young dragon emerging from the Qin Emperor's underground palace with a tender dragon roar.
Before Jiang Chen arrived, Old Liu and the researchers had a special discussion.
Because of a dragon's roar, the blood in his body heated up. This matter was indeed unimaginable and made people puzzled.
However, there were thousands of people present, and everyone was the same. They had no choice but to believe it.
Therefore, the researchers and Old Liu who surrounded Jiang Chen's young dragon were so confident that it was a real dragon.
It was a true dragon that belonged to the children of the Dragon Country!
It was the projection of the Qin Emperor's will to the present!
They were puzzled and discussed another problem.
"If the roar of a young dragon can resonate with people, then what will happen when it grows up?”
Those who could sit here were basically authoritative scholars in the fields of biology, endangered animals, and so on.
They could not wait to see the Dragon Whelps and discuss them.
However, none of them had any experience in raising dragons.
Everyone looked at the incomparably comfortable Dragon Whelps on the clean grass and shrugged helplessly.
"How would I know what abilities it will have when it grows up? Could it be that it can awaken our bloodline?”
"There are already warriors who have heard Long Xiao. They have gone for a test to check the changes in their bodies.”
One of the young men in a white coat looked at the young dragon that Jiang Chen had turned into and asked curiously.
"I can only try and see."
"If only we could hear its special dragon roar with our own ears and feel that feeling.”
" However, after analyzing the recording, I can confirm that this is the first time it has seen the world. It's equivalent to the roar it made when it was born.”
Everyone nodded and felt that it made sense.
"It seems that only at special times can its howl resonate with us.”
The research specialists 'words were broadcasted live and were public information.
Because they did not publicize the results, they could not withstand the urging of the netizens.
Dragon Whelps were the national treasures of the entire Dragon Country. They had no right to monopolize them.
Everyone's meeting was almost over before they left and hurriedly went to test the samples 'genes.
The young dragon Jiang Chen turned into was shining with a golden luster under the afternoon sun as he leisurely strolled on the lawn.
It was comfortable now, very comfortable.
He could feel that his body contained unlimited potential, but he needed to grow.
For some reason, Jiang Chen had a feeling that he wouldn't grow too slowly.
His future mission was to make a living! Grow up!
The figure that followed Jiang Chen was Xiaoxiao.
The Research Institute felt that she was naturally close to the Dragon Whelps, so they asked her to stay and help take care of the Dragon Whelps in case anything unexpected happened.
The bullet comments in the live broadcast room were all filled with envy.
"Please ask, how can I apply to take care of the dragon cubs? I can pay for it!”
"Don't think too much. Unless you can become a female dragon, you can enter unconditionally and keep the dragon cubs company.”
"By the way, are you selling the dragon saliva of the dragon cubs? I want to try and see what the effect is."
"Eh, the dragon cubs are still young. Don't have any ideas about the dragon cubs.”
On the Internet, the fight was fierce and the killing was intense.
In the end, because there were too many people supporting the Dragon Whelps, the opposition party was defeated, but they were very unconvinced.
They insisted that the young dragon that appeared in the tomb of the First Emperor was a new mutated creature and was different from the dragons imagined by the ancients.
The research institute's Weibo was updated. The genetic test results were out very quickly. Whether it was a dragon or not, it would be decided by scientific data!
So what if the data came out? Dragon cubs were the first living creatures that had never existed in ancient times! I also want to be a descendant of the dragon, but the dragon has never appeared.
Hehe, the first living creature. Then why would there be someone who could resonate with the dragon cubs?
The battle between the two sides had already reached its climax.
However, both sides had a point. The reasons for their argument were valid, which was why the battle was so fierce.
However…
Regardless of whether it was supporters or opponents, at this moment, everyone stopped fighting.
A video was leaked from the Qin Emperor's underground palace.
The scene in the video was at the bronze coffin.
Under the dim light, the terracotta soldiers formed by the civil and military officials stood still. Just looking at them made one feel cold to the bone. It looked very strange.
It was as if these terracotta warriors had died again.
They didn't decompose, didn't fade, and didn't even have a crack. However, they seemed to be dead. It was very shocking to look at.
He could clearly feel that it was completely different from the previous live broadcast.
The comments section was already in an uproar.
F * ck, this is too scary and strange. Why are the terracotta soldiers dead?
The terracotta soldiers were only protecting the Qin Emperor, but the dragon cubs had left the underground palace, which was why they died.
However, the temperament of these terracotta soldiers was completely different when the young dragon was in the underground palace and when the young dragon was not. They were very impressive when the coffin was being opened on the live broadcast.
The video was indeed a little scary. It really scared me. The First Emperor transformed into a dragon cub and left the underground palace. Their existence was to protect the Qin Emperor. Now that they had lost their meaning, they died…that should be it.
At this moment, the entire internet fell into a strange silence. A strange tacit understanding stopped the battle of gods.
This was because an even more terrifying truth might shock them even more than whether or not he was a True Dragon!
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