I, Valon, am frantically searching for my mother.

The Russell Dragons are beyond saving.

Blue Dragon Lyle commented sharply.

He never imagined that after overthrowing the foolish Red Dragon, the ruler who came in might be even less capable than Cody.

What does it mean that all dragons are your mother?

Upon hearing these words, Lyle, the former prime minister and former prime minister, felt a wave of dizziness and almost collapsed to the ground.

There's really no future for the Russell Dragons.

Now he truly understood what it meant to be endlessly low.

Originally, Lyle thought that the Red Dragons' level of dominance was already at rock bottom, and the Russell Dragon Group, with a leader like Cody, was already a defeated army.

As the saying goes, a desperate army is bound to win.

Whoever leads the dragon group next will inevitably rise upwards.

However, what Lyle didn't expect was—

There's a basement under the floorboards, a cellar under the basement, and below the cellar... there are even rat holes!

He truly couldn't fathom how a ruler who had to call all the dragons "Mother" could possibly establish a great dragon kingdom.

Thinking of this, Lyle's eyes suddenly welled up with tears, and he inexplicably began to miss Queen Anna, whose whereabouts he didn't know.

Come back, Queen Anna!

My proudest faith, Your Majesty, remains vivid in my memory...

Tears are streaming down my face for no reason. I vaguely remember Russell, and the amazing leader who drove back the enemy. The leader didn't even get tired from staying up all night...

"Your Majesty Wayne...isn't this a bit inappropriate?"

Lyle forced a smile.

"Isn't this decree... a bit, uh, too shocking?"

Wayne doesn't care about this or that.

At this moment, Wayne was completely absorbed in his grand vision and could not extricate himself.

Holy crap!

I'm a fucking genius at tile making!

Once Motherland is established and developed, with hundreds or even thousands of dragons, Wayne can't even imagine how powerful he will become!

"I don't care! I'm now the overlord of the Russell Dragon Clan, the Empress of Motherland! I declare that you are all my mothers now!"

Soon, Wayne began arrogantly distributing tasks to the dragons, hands on his hips.

Raising his hind paws, Wayne gave the little female dragon Cody's rear end a sharp pat, making a crisp "slap slap" sound.

"You are my mother now!"

"ha!!"

Cody instantly bristled, hissing dangerously as he made a final, desperate struggle.

Upon hearing this, Cody started breathing on his skin, but unfortunately it didn't help.

Under the continuous pressure of Wayne's big butt, Cody quickly lost the ability to breathe.

Seeing that Cody still refused to submit, Wayne gave him his final option.

"Still struggling? I'll give you two choices—either you become my mother, or you continue being my personal mount."

The little female dragon, who had been tormented for so long, was unusually docile. She stretched out her front paws and waved them a couple of times as if to be cute, and spoke softly.

"Come on, let me go, and I'll tell you what I want to choose."

When Wayne saw the little dragon give in, he wanted to release Cody, but he inadvertently caught a glimpse of Cody's defiant eyes, which reminded him of an old friend.

At that moment, Wien was inspired and made the right choice.

Let's sit here and ask.

Wayne tightened his grip, becoming as steady as a mountain.

"Forget it, just say it right here: do you want to be my mother or continue being my mount?"

what!

The red dragon beneath him instantly flew into a rage.

"I'll be your mother!"

"Okay, Mom!"

Wayne immediately nodded obediently in response.

Great, we finally got one sorted out.

Wayne raised his head with satisfaction, his gaze sweeping over the stunned Blue Dragon beside him.

"And you, Lyle."

Wayne pointed at him.

"Don't just stand there, come over here and be my mom too!"

When his name was called, Rilton was stunned, and his brain went blank on the spot.

"Me...me, do I want to...become a mother too?"

Lyle, a typical male dragon, felt an unprecedented crisis at this moment.

"But... Your Majesty, I am a male dragon!"

"Oh, it's alright."

Wayne waved his paw nonchalantly, giving the impression that the other party was ignorant.

"Now even men can get together and have gay relationships, so male mothers don't care anymore."

Lyle: "..."

What kind of nonsense is going on in this green dragon's head?

Before Lyle could figure it out, Wayne had already set his sights on something much further away.

"And those two dragons over there, come over and count them too."

Black dragon Bella and white dragon Daphne shuffled over, trembling.

Wayne looked at the conspicuous white figure and couldn't help but let out a soft "hmm".

"Huh, why is there a white one too?"

Daphne's eyes were brimming with tears.

As a white dragon, her intelligence is not yet sufficient for her to understand what is happening in front of her.

But she could tell from the new leader's tone that he was dissatisfied with her.

Daphne thought she was about to be expelled and couldn't help but start to shed tears.

Seeing the silly white dragon about to cry, Wayne shook his head with pity.

Although it's illegal to make a mentally challenged person your mother, it seems that calling a mentally challenged person your mother isn't illegal.

It seems barely usable.

"Sigh, whatever, it's fine as it is. It's not easy to find a mother these days, so don't let her run away again."

Wayne looked at the row of neatly arranged "mothers" in front of him and nodded in satisfaction.

"Very good, very energetic!"

But here is the problem.

After all, there were four more mothers at once. Even if they were all taken to block the bridge, it would probably take half a day.

Wayne stroked his chin, thinking that it would be easier to manage the mothers by giving them code names.

He raised his claws and pointed first at the red dragon that he had pinned down.

"You're red, so from now on I'll call you Old Feng the Red One!"

Roar! !

Ignoring the tremors beneath him, Wayne turned to look at the blue dragon Lyle.

"And you, you're Old Feng in Blue."

Wayne paused, then suddenly remembered that he already had a blue mother.

To avoid causing unnecessary trouble later, Wayne shook his head:

"No, no, I forgot we already have a blue one, so let's keep calling you Light Blue Old Feng!"

Lyle: "..."

Your Majesty, I am Lyle, the Prime Minister of the Blue Dragon...

Wayne didn't give Lyle a chance to appeal at all, and with a wave of his claws, pointed at the black dragon Bella.

"And you, the one in black."

The black dragon Bella trembled, "I...I'm called Bella..."

"Understood, Black Old Feng!"

Wayne made the final decision.

Finally, Wayne's gaze fell on Daphne, the white dragon who was still wiping away tears.

"As for you, the white one!"

Daphne was startled and instantly stopped crying, half of her tears receding.

"So you're Old Feng in white!"

Wayne stood with his hands on his hips, looking at the four old men in front of him, feeling a sense of satisfaction.

Even though I haven't stacked any passive effects yet, I feel like I'm getting more and more hopeful.

"Okay, now you're all my moms."

Wayne jumped off Cody's back and stretched his limbs.

"Now that Motherland is newly established and everything needs to be rebuilt, as the great Emperor, I hereby declare—you will all be tasked with a daunting mission!"

Blue Dragon Lyle's eyes flickered.

Although he felt that the new emperor was too abstract, he was, after all, a green dragon!

What if all of that was just the green dragon playing tricks on them?

Who knows, the green dragon might just reveal its innate leadership talent in the next second?

Then, the next second he heard Wayne's voice.

"Dear mothers, your emperor and baby's belly has started to rumble."

"So now, all my subjects and mothers! Go and bring me back a fat, sturdy iron bull right now! I want to eat grilled steak!"