Chapter 275: Chapter 248: The White Dragon’s [Dynamic Niche—Upward and Downward Insult] Theory

The weather has been extremely harsh recently.

The sky is swallowed by a heavy gray-white, the clouds hanging low, as if ready to collapse at any moment. The snow doesn’t merely fall; it flies horizontally, like a silent rage, whistling and ripping through trees, rocks, and frozen soil. The distant mountains have long disappeared behind the snow curtain, leaving only vague outlines.

The guards from the Centaur and Ogre Clan stationed at the Abyssal Rift clearly feel uncomfortable.

——With their vision obstructed and body temperatures plummeting, they hastily set up makeshift tents to resist the wind and snow, but their combat readiness was still affected.

But White Dragon Trish stretched her wings comfortably, circling freely in the snowstorm.

As a typical cold-climate creature, this weather ironically made her feel at ease.

Feeling the bone-chilling cold, she even thought her mind was sharper than usual, as if her intelligence had increased.

"Less than forty years until I gain freedom."

As Trish performed a beautiful aerial roll, this thought flashed through her mind.

While indulging in the pleasure of flight, she contemplated future choices: "Should I continue to stay in the thriving Molten Iron Tribe, or leave here to develop on my own?"

This critical decision about her future led her into deep thought.

Each choice had its pros and cons.

Among all the Dragon Race members, Trish’s current status could be considered the lowest.

Reflecting on ten years ago, her power was only second to Galos, ranking her second.

However, as time passed, those young dragons had grown into juvenile dragons, and her status slipped to the last place, now slightly above that of subservient followers.

What made it even more unbearable was that each encounter with Red Dragon Samantha subjected her to verbal abuse various in form.

"White-Scaled Monster," "white-skinned beast," "White Beast"... these discriminatory terms against the White Dragon were used ingeniously by the Red Dragon.

Some of these terms weren’t even originally part of the Dragon Race’s legacy.

White Dragon Trish simply couldn’t understand how the Red Dragon, with her meager brain capacity, managed to create so many insulting terms.

If Trish chose to remain in the Molten Iron Tribe, she anticipated these insults would be hard to avoid.

Yet on the other hand, the Molten Iron Tribe was in a golden age of flourishing development, and as long as she adhered to the rules set by the King of Molten Iron, she could derive significant benefits and many advantages from it.

After careful weighing, Trish inclined towards staying.

She’d had enough of those precarious days when she could only use beast bones and stones as treasures.

"Besides."

Spinning joyfully in the air, Trish thought, "Galos previously asked me if there are other hidden hatchlings or juvenile dragons in the Border Area."

"The Molten Iron Tribe plans to mimic the Blue Dragon community by adopting young dragons."

"With the emergence of new hatchlings and juvenile dragons, my ecological niche within the Dragon Race could once again rise, enabling me to disdain these hatchlings and juvenile dragons. Even when they mature and insult me in return, by then I will be accustomed to it, and continue to ridicule the new hatchlings and juvenile dragons for fun."

In the long process of being discriminated against and discriminating other dragons.

White Dragon Trish realized a truth.

The ecological niche isn’t unchanging; rather, it is constantly evolving.

Facing the Ignatius Brothers, her ecological niche would plummet to the lowest point, becoming the most humiliated and trampled upon within the Dragon Group. But faced with ordinary hatchlings and juvenile dragons, her ecological niche would soar rapidly, becoming the formidable half-step mature Evil Dragon. Even if those hatchlings and juvenile dragons disdain White Dragon, they dare not speak out, simply allowing her to bully them.

"Even Galos."

"He, when facing a mature Silver Dragon or a stronger Legendary Creature, will also see his ecological niche diminished."

Trish continued her deep reflection. 𝒇𝓻𝓮𝓮𝙬𝙚𝒃𝒏𝓸𝙫𝒆𝙡.𝓬𝓸𝒎

"On reflection, even Legendary Powerhouses, or even Divine Spirits, cannot escape from my dynamic ecological niche theory. Lower Gods, when facing High-level Gods, cannot be as exalted as they are in the eyes of mortals, and may appear quite humble."

White Dragon Trish suddenly realized: "In this world, unless one is the sole supreme being, all creatures are inevitably insulted by stronger entities and inevitably insult weaker ones."

"No one is nobler than anyone else."

"All insults directed at me, in essence, are the strong insulting the weak, omnipresent, which I don’t need to pay attention to."

She grasped a philosophical conclusion.

Since it’s the same everywhere, she might as well stay with the Molten Iron Tribe, as more members of the Dragon Race will gather there, offering opportunities to vent by insulting other weaker dragons while being insulted by stronger ones.

"As the Molten Iron Tribe accommodates more hatchlings or juveniles, my ecological niche will continuously rise."

"Ha, by then, only a few above me will be able to insult me, but below me, I can insult more dragons."

With this realization.

White Dragon Trish felt entirely at ease and comfortable in her mind and body.

She soared even more freely in the sky, dancing gracefully amidst the snowstorm.

Just as Trish was engulfed in her pleasant sensations, a low horn resounded through the thick snowstorm from far away.

Trish immediately ceased her spirals, her sharp dragon eyes turning toward the ground.

This particular horn sound signifies only one thing—the emergence of demons from the Abyssal Rift once again.

Looking down from high above, one could see the guards stationed around the rift quickly assembling from all directions. At the center of the formation, the originally pure white snow was rapidly marred with eerie black and purple spots—typical signs of the Abyss’s aura eroding the Material Realm.