Good Thoughts
Situation over, and he casually says he "got some sleep"? "You actually slept, huh? For like a whole month?"
Maybe because the other guy was a dragon, I wasn't all that pissed. It wasn't like I'd left anything in his care.
No way dragons get blood sugar spikes too? On the other hand, I was kinda jealous of a dragon's sense of time—sleeping blissfully for nearly a month without a care.
I knew that. The issue was time.
Jermad's text lost its usual playfulness, turning dead serious.
As I read his warning, I suddenly tilted my head. Unstable? Come to think of it, when I first downed the Dragon Heart Mana Circuit Activator, the system status window had shown [Trait: Unstable Dragon Heart (A)]. And yeah, every time I drew on mana, my heart felt like it would burst and my veins like they were on fire.
Hold up. That was until just now.
A flash of intuition hit me. I hurriedly summoned my status window into the air. A blue holographic panel unfurled smoothly before my eyes. I scrolled down to the traits section—and froze.
"...What the hell?"
I couldn't believe my eyes.
The "unstable" qualifier was gone. And the rank had jumped from A to a mind-blowing triple S.
What is this? SSS-grade?
S-grade items alone fetched billions on Earth. SSS was off the charts—beyond measurement.
To explain this absurd miracle, I reopened the chat.
The chat went silent. 10 seconds. 20. 30. Then it sluggishly resumed.
Then the replies hit with a different energy.
Oh? So it's like a detox for dead hearts? But why am I still kicking?
Jermad wasn't done.
Aha. Perfect logic. No way those greedy, arrogant dragons would let elves hoard something beneficial for millennia. A cosmic balance patch, basically—the fruit was poison that wrecked dragons.
A chill ran down my spine; I swallowed hard. That agony I'd endured screaming "My 7 billion!" had been a literal brush with death. My insane money obsession had miraculously saved me.
Made sense. But hey, it worked out.
Jermad went silent again. Longer this time. Then his message popped up, enough to make me doubt my eyes.
What bullshit is this?
What the...?
He snapped back like I was the idiot.
Brutal fact-check. In their worldview, it was ironclad logic. Dragon heart, human shell? Not getting human treatment.
My breath caught.
Polymorph. The ultimate transformation magic—completely reshaping your form into any other creature. In most fantasy tales, it's dragons-only, beyond even 9th-circle archmages.
Dimensional mail from Jermad has arrived.
Seal on mail released. Knowledge of Dragon Power: Polymorph imprinted in your mind.
A massive influx of knowledge and sensation slammed my brain as I opened it. If Suh and Cheok released mana outward, Polymorph recirculated it inward, fully reprogramming cells and bones. Handing out god-tier knowledge for a few chocolates? That geezer was definitely sweets-mad.
I swallowed dryly and stood.
But what to transform into?
Species, gender, form—irrelevant. My heart pounded.
Gender irrelevant...?
I shook my head sharply.
W-what am I thinking? No, no. Daesung, snap out of it. Even you wouldn't go there.
Good thoughts... good thoughts.... Kwon Daesung, you bastard! Good thoughts!!