Is this that classic “looks this pretty, gotta be a trap” vibe? Dude’s too good-looking!
Filo swore, if she could doll this guy up like a figurine, he’d score at least 95 on her beauty scale—higher than Bingpo and Chiyan! Her scale? A strict 100-point system, no 200 or 150 nonsense.
Ninety-five out of 100? That’s next-level gorgeous… but in a girly way.
Oh, and Filo rates herself a perfect 100. Silver hair, red eyes, delicate, soft-spoken, totally pushover-able—if she wasn’t herself, she’d chase that girl, salted fish or not. Too bad it’s her. Can’t exactly date yourself, right?
“Your brother… he’s a looker~” Filo said.
“Probably got Mom and Dad’s genes. They’re, like, the dragon clan’s top beauty and hunk,” Chiyan replied.
“Huh? Got their genes? You didn’t?” Filo turned to Chiyan, her brain already spinning ten soap opera plots from that one line.
Reality was saner than expected… but still kinda wild.
“Master, I misspoke. Little bro got both Mom and Dad’s bloodlines. I’m just Red Dragon, Bingpo’s just Ice Dragon, but he’s a rare Compound Dragon—Red Dragon with Ice Dragon powers,” Chiyan clarified.
Compound Dragon? What am I, Compound Ultraman Diga?
Curious, Filo scanned the brother with [Perception]. Even though he’d ducked back inside, a mere door couldn’t block a True Ancestor.
Whoosh! His stats popped up in front of her.
Name: Mickey
Gender: Male
Race: Compound Dragon (Dual-Attribute Dragon)
Level: LV400
Status: Shut-In (Hit by Dragon King’s Silent Strike, 5% chance of negative mental effect)
Base Strength: 2000
Base Endurance: 2000
Base Agility: 4000
Skills: Icefield, Blizzard, Freeze, Dragon Claw, Dragon Tail, Dragon Breath, Wing Slam, Explosive Fist, Fiery Blast…
Titles: [Compound Dragon] [Lone Wanderer]
Well, damn. Kinda impressive. Stats are meh, but the skill list? Insane. He’s got basically all of Bingpo and Chiyan’s moves.
This guy’s the dragon clan’s next Dragon Proud Sky! (Think OP anime protag, steamrolling everyone.)
But that [Shut-In] status, with a note about the Dragon King’s skill? His seclusion’s a skill effect.
Bingo! Filo snapped her fingers. Regular shut-in? She’d be stumped. Skill-based? Easy fix (probably).
“Master… you okay?” Chiyan asked.
“I’m pulling your brother out of this. Gimme a sec!” Filo opened her system panel. What’s she up to?
Just humbly digging through skills.
Filo thought she had the skill but wasn’t sure. Flipping through her endless skill list was a pain—jealous of those with short, glanceable lists.
After some effort, she found it: [Negative Status Removal]. A red-colored buff skill, probably high-tier.
Filo sighed in relief, then marched to the door. Mickey panicked, slamming it shut and locking it.
But… it’s just a door. Anyone in this house could yeet it—or the whole house—without trying.
Yeeting doors isn’t “salted fish” style, though. Too uncool for the Salted-Fish King. Filo had her own way.
She raised a hand, blood threads oozing from her nails, twisting into a thick, sharp “blood needle.” The house was built on an old human design—basic lock. No need to turn it; the needle split inside, triggering the mechanism. Click! The lock popped open.
Inside, Mickey hugged a giant pillow in the corner, trembling. “D-Don’t come closer… don’t…”
He shook harder as Filo approached, looking like a scared anime girl. This scene? If roles were swapped, it’d be viral on the news, comments exploding.
“Easy, kid, I’m not here to hurt you. Few seconds, I’ll bring back your old spark… Why do I sound like a pushy salesman?” Filo muttered, then went full steam, slapping her hand on Mickey’s forehead.
“Negative Status Removal, activate!”
Green light burst from her palm into Mickey, like [Forced Calm]—both buff skills, similar effects.
Done. Filo re-scanned his stats. The [Shut-In] status… still there?! But the Dragon King’s skill note was gone.
Filo blinked, baffled, pulling her hand back. Mickey sniffled, watery eyes brimming with bean-sized tears, ready to bawl.
Oh mama, he went from fake shut-in to real shut-in! This kid’s doomed!