Thousand-Faced Dragon

Chapter 109: There is no distinction between education and discrimination
The hall of heroes has once again been plunged into inevitable chaos.

Even if shrouded in mystery, it doesn't mean one can truly conceal their identity.

Body shape can reveal some things, and accent can also reveal some things. When certain races start speaking, they are destined to reveal their origins.

“Vehk veyn? Sovn gah Vivec garl? (What place is this? What kind of secret method was used to construct this temple?)”

The distinctive high-speed trilled "r" sound in Dark Elf language revealed the speaker's identity.

But the next moment, everyone else silently moved a distance away from her. Even the visitors from the underworld never felt that dark elves were friendly or approachable.

What struck observer Rean as something subtle was that her only compatriot in the temple was the one who ran the fastest and furthest.

The fog enveloped everyone, and the early arrivals and latecomers immediately formed two groups, each on guard against the other.

Not all the newcomers were underground residents. Two orcs from Radiant City followed along, remaining silent and diligently observing.

Rean's previous act of kicking people may have frightened them.

Everyone was observing. Although they couldn't understand what was going on here, the breathtaking scenery alone made them realize that this might be an opportunity.

"This is the Hall of Heroes, a hall where ancient heroes return to this world." The confident young woman's voice echoed in the hall, revealing her status as a veteran.

"Dragon Hunter" Dania stepped forward and, trying to demonstrate the demeanor of a senior, began to explain the current situation to the younger generation.

"This is the second time the inheritance of heroic spirits has begun. I am Dania D. Elysée. I will not conceal my identity." As she spoke, she deliberately dispersed her mist.

"You should recognize me by now, I am the princess of the kingdom. If you trust me, you can come and find me." She was still trying to take the initiative in the Hall of Heroes.

Rean, however, revealed a subtle expression. Dania couldn't possibly be unaware of what kind of monsters and demons had arrived; she had assumed they were all from Radiant City.

You can use your princess status to rally people and seize home-field advantage in the kingdom, but now...
"A filthy hairy monster? A stinking long-tailed boar." Sure enough, the dark elf lady who had spoken earlier immediately uttered venomous words.

She didn't know what was going on, but years of experience in the struggle taught her that she absolutely could not let the "enemy" gain the initiative.

In an instant, Her Highness froze. What was going on? Was this kind of racist talk targeting all beastmen really something a beastman princess should hear? Wasn't this her country?!

How dare you offend me like this? Are you even going to stay in Radiant City and the Kingdom?! Instantly, the princess's eyebrows shot up in anger.

"Pfft, hahaha." Rean burst out laughing, and his uncorrected laughter attracted the attention of others.

After all, he was standing right next to the spirit of the hero who was boiling medicine, which clearly made him look unusual.

"Silence. Please maintain respect before the Great Sage Kuku." He spoke, thus confirming his "official" status.

Kuku? What kind of name is that?

"I am Kuku. You probably haven't heard of me, after all, I'm not some famous hero, nor do I have any great achievements." Kuku sighed at these mischievous children.

Right where Rean could see, Kuku switched his thought process.

It seems that Kuku still retains some semblance of the dignity of an ancient hero.

From Rean's perspective, however, he saw Sallyman, shrouded in mist, covering her mouth and pointing at him and Kuku, seemingly recognizing them.

"The Great Sage Kudraken of the Red Dragon?! That strange sage who loved to transform into a kobold—no, how could any alchemist not know your name? Your Tranquility series of potions are still used as neutralizers for many high-level potions and elixirs."

It was still that dark elf lady. She seemed to be an alchemist, which might be why she was chosen.

The dark elf who had been baring her teeth at the princess just moments before was now behaving respectfully and humbly, even lifting her skirt to bow.

"I am Kuku, the kobold alchemist Kuku." Kuku sighed, increasingly helpless.

Rean was trying hard to suppress his laughter; he had gotten the same result from asking the mage.

Kuku the dog-headed man? I don't know.

The Red Dragon Archsage Kudraken? There are some records of him.

However, don't expect many mages to know about him. To be precise, 99% of mages would not know about him, even if they had used some of the spells invented by Kuku.

Only highly skilled alchemists will encounter his knowledge in certain in-depth theoretical studies.

This does not mean that his achievements and skills are meaningless, but rather that his greatest achievement is now closely related to all life.

Everyone is using its upgraded and expert versions, but no one outside of professionals bothers to remember the name.

But for those who truly know the truth...
"Your deeds are destined to be remembered forever. You filthy, furry princess, how could you not recognize this great sage? Your ignorance is appalling; you all owe him a debt of gratitude!"

Upon hearing this, the people on Earth looked at each other in bewilderment, for they truly did not know who this great sage was.

However, not everyone was unaware that Rean had noticed a newly arrived male orc and had shown a surprised expression.

It seems he is also a high-level alchemist, and he has also thought of this legend.

After thinking it over, he still stepped forward.

“Your Highness, this is the Great Sage Kudraken. He is the inventor of most of the current Tranquility Potions and the cure for beast-like diseases, including Blood Frenzy.”

Most of the orcs remained dazed, completely unaware of what this meant, as such diseases had never existed in their past lives.

But Dania showed a surprised expression, and with her ancient heritage, she also recalled this kindness.

"The Great Sage of Tranquility? He's actually a kobold." She blurted out, then quickly covered her mouth halfway through her sentence. To mistake a dragon for a kobold was an extreme insult.

"That's right! Kuku is a kobold!! Not a red dragon! Not a big bad dragon!" Kuku, who had been holding back, revealed his true form.

His words immediately created a delicate atmosphere.

“Yes, history always has some subtle errors in its records, so it’s normal that the Red Dragon Sage really is a kobold,” Rean chimed in.

He didn't want to waste the whole night agonizing over whether the spirit was a red dragon or a kobold.

After hesitating for a moment, Dania continued, explaining Kuku's achievements from her perspective.

This legendary sage directly ended the most painful instinctive disease among the orcs, bringing an end to the history of brothers and spouses killing each other when the disease flared up.

It was on this premise that the various branches of the orcs were able to merge, leading to the formation of numerous orc empires. In a sense, the dark elf was quite right when he said that all orcs owed Kuku a debt.

"That Tranquility Potion? Isn't that the recipe for Tranquility Flower? You can just grab a handful and mix it up." This alchemist from the surface world clearly hadn't done his homework.

Or perhaps these younger generations really don't need to know such ancient and useless knowledge.

Young alchemists only need to know how to use materials and medicines; mid- to high-level scholars need to study pharmacology and materials; only archaeologists will actively explore these ancient mysteries.

The princess didn't know the specifics, but she did know that this dragon sage had ended the orcs' bloodline disease and also created a series of tranquilizing potions.

Not to mention her, even that dark elf alchemist didn't realize that some things, seen every day, became tiresome and failed to grasp their importance and the difficulty of obtaining them.

"The Tranquility Flower was cultivated from scratch by this great sage over a period of more than 120 years," Rean said at this moment.

At that moment, everyone suddenly realized.

They looked at the unassuming dog-headed man on the platform, and no longer felt any contempt or doubt.

If all of this is true, then it is indeed an achievement enough to change the world.

This title of Great Sage is well-deserved, and may even have been bestowed upon him during his lifetime!

"It's incredible that a single main talent can be cultivated over a hundred years."

"I can't understand how they did that."

"He alone ended the congenital defects of an entire race? No, it couldn't have been just one person, but that's still too outrageous."

The alchemists, who were murmuring to themselves, realized how difficult it was; their knowledge system made it completely impossible for them to accomplish this.

They will verify it afterward, and with that premise, verification will not be difficult.

Unlike the pitiful princess, Rean easily seized control after speaking up at a crucial moment.

Everyone subconsciously looked at him. Rean didn't need to introduce himself; being a "representative of the heroic spirits" at this appropriate distance was enough.

"Your Highness, could you please explain the details of the Heroic Spirit Inheritance Ceremony to this junior?" Rean passed the buck directly to Dania.

This was mainly because he was too lazy to waste his breath, and definitely not because he felt sorry for the girl, who had just stepped out the door when her plane crashed.

Dania, who got the ball set up by Rean, became excited; she could do it.

She also sensed something was amiss with this inheritance, but she was still unwilling to relinquish control of the Hall of Heroes.

If the demonic tide is about to arrive, these candidates for the inheritance of heroic souls are destined to become a powerful force.

Both for public and private reasons, she was unwilling to relinquish her dominant position.

"Valhalla is the hall where ancient heroes return. You should have heard similar legends. This is an opportunity to obtain inherited power. This is the second time it has been opened. The first time was for a righteous knight."

At this moment, even the unruly dark elf alchemist listened patiently.

Rean also realized that, in a sense, this chaos was a good thing; perhaps this power did not belong solely to any one race.

God knows what race the next "Li Ensu" will be.

Considering that this is currently the era of orcs, it is more likely to be other races.

Rean also noticed that there were some compatibility issues with Kuku's side, and perhaps none of the people in front of him were the most suitable to inherit his abilities.

The first to enter was a Mind Flayer, a rather evil and unique creature, but also one of the most notorious mind races in this plane.

The second one to enter was the Mind Flayer's main brain. It was a monster built from the Mind Flayer's brain, one of the world's strongest psychic users, with its own psychic network and multiple consciousnesses, as well as a collective consciousness.

Mushroom people also have innate mental networks, and it is said that they can also form a collective consciousness.

Liches are generally quite strong in this regard, and that creature that resembles a robot is probably also a natural multi-threaded being.

"Perhaps, from the very beginning, these alien races with abnormal neural structures were more suited to inherit Kuku's power."

Rean sighed. It was probably impossible for a normal person to inherit this ability that was destined to cause mental schizophrenia.

All he can do is offer some guidance, hoping that this legacy won't fall into the hands of terrible people.

"The previous successor has already obtained a second-tier extraordinary profession and has unlimited potential. He possesses some of the characteristics of heroic spirits and a combat system. If he continues on this path, he could even become another historical hero." With Dimon's permission, Dania revealed some information.

The promotion had come to an end, and everyone's eyes were on Kuku on the stage. Besides respect, there was also longing. Who would refuse such an opportunity to rise to the top in one step?

Who would truly be content with mediocrity?

But at this moment, Kuku scratched his head, seemingly somewhat surprised.

"Ha, who said there can only be one successor?"

At that moment, everyone was stunned.

Right before everyone's eyes, Kuku began mitosis.

Another Kuku emerged from its body.

"How can you be so arrogant, thinking that you can inherit everything by yourself, that you can inherit everything of the great sage Kuku by just one person?"

A Kuku walked up to the princess with a mocking expression.

"I will give you the knowledge, as long as you prove your ability."

A Kuku approached the dark elf alchemist and took out the exam paper.

Soon, a Kuku appeared in front of each of the candidates.

"Come on, let me see your abilities and what I can teach you. As long as you are capable of taking it, I will give it to you." This is the true meaning of Kuku's teaching, which is to teach without discrimination.

The first day is only for self-introduction and testing? The students can complete all the initial assessments and develop targeted teaching plans!

(End of this chapter)