Steel torrents pioneering a different world

Chapter 205 Dragons will never be slaves, unless they are provided with food and lodging! (Please subscribe)

After the initial shock subsided, the teasing from his teammates gradually died down.

Ming Yufei looked down at the little green creature that had moved from his head to his shoulder, its vertical pupils curiously scrutinizing him.

He smiled helplessly, reached out to touch it, but was afraid of being misunderstood, so he could only stiffly turn his head to the side.

"Come on, I'll take you to eat some meat."

Her voice carried a gentle tone, almost like coaxing a child, which she herself was unaware of.

He handed the gun to his comrade next to him and turned to walk towards the campfire where they had just cooked.

From receiving the order to discovering the little dragon, and then to the mysterious man leaving, only a dozen minutes had passed. At this moment, the charcoal on the grill was still burning red-hot, and the foodie comrade had deliberately placed the meat skewers and vegetables next to it, which were now sizzling and glistening with oil. Although they were a little charred, they were incredibly fragrant.

"Saga!"

Ironhead Baby smelled the aroma, let out an excited cry, flapped its little wings, and flew over Mingyu Fei's shoulder, heading straight for the grill.

"Hey, watch out, it's hot!" Ming Yufei's heart tightened, and he instinctively shouted.

But the next second, everyone shut up.

Instead of dodging, the little creature buried its head almost entirely in the glowing embers, making happy gurgling sounds as it began to gnaw on a piece of golden-brown roasted meat next to it, eating with great gusto.

Ming Yufei was stunned.

He then remembered that this creature seemed to have been born in magma.

Immune to high temperatures!
It seems... to make sense?

"This is really... outrageous! This is outrageous to the extreme!" Jiang Ruixuan came over and watched the little guy, who was only a few dozen centimeters long, devour his food. He was amazed by the magical creature's wonder and couldn't help but swallow.

The aroma of that grilled meat was simply irresistible.

He walked over and reached out to grab a skewer of grilled lamb from the plate.

“Hiss—!”

The moment he reached out, the little dragon, which had been engrossed in its meal, suddenly raised its head, spread its wings to protect the entire grill, let out a low warning growl, and bared its teeth at Jiang Ruixuan.

Jiang Ruixuan paused, his eyes catching a fleeting glimpse of the red and green flames deep in its throat, and his heart skipped a beat.

But he refused to believe this superstition.

He tore off a bunch of food from the edge of the plate and deliberately waved it in front of the little creature, taunting, "Hey, little thing, you're quite possessive of your food? We're your master's handpicked feeders, you dare touch us? Believe me or not, we'll cut off your food tomorrow?"

After saying that, Jiang Ruixuan found it funny himself. Trying to reason with a dragon was probably crazy.

However, something happened that almost made his eyes pop out.

The little dragon tilted its head and stared at him for a few seconds, seemingly pondering the meaning behind his words.

Then, it folded its wings and nudged its little head against the grill.

To everyone's astonishment, it used its mouth and claws to shove all the roasted lamb skewers, roasted pork skewers, and fish skewers aside.

On the other side, only a few skewers of grilled chives and grilled mushrooms remained.

After doing all this, it raised its head and barked at Jiang Ruixuan.

"Squeak~"

The meaning couldn't be clearer.

Jiang Ruixuan pointed to the lonely pile of vegetables, then to the mountain of meat dominated by the little dragon, and was completely dumbfounded.

"You mean...this meat is yours, and those vegetables...are mine?"

"Saga!"

Ironhead shouted confidently, then lowered his head, picked up a whole skewer of roasted mutton, and ate half of it in one bite.

Jiang Ruixuan gasped, and after a long pause, managed to utter, "Captain... this guy, is he some kind of genius?"

Ming Yufei was both amused and exasperated by what he saw.

He suddenly realized that the mysterious person might have kept the little guy around for more than just finding a nanny.

Could this creature be a key being for handling some future events?

He looked at the boy with the iron head who was protecting a pile of roasted meat and watching them warily, and slowly spoke.

“They might possess inherited memories.” Ming Yufei’s expression turned serious. He patted Jiang Ruixuan’s shoulder and lowered his voice, “Don’t treat it like a newborn beast. It’s a fire-breathing demonic dragon!”

This little creature's intelligence has surpassed that of ordinary living beings.

He gestured to his comrades who were recording the footage to continue filming, while he turned around and took out dozens of skewers of raw mutton from the supply box.

The little dragon caught a glimpse of the raw meat in Ming Yufei's hand, but instead of baring its teeth like before, it glanced at him warily before burying its head back into the pile of roasted meat, displaying a fiercely protective attitude towards its food.

Jiang Ruixuan clicked his tongue in amazement, finding it amusing to watch the little guy wolf down his food. He picked up a skewer of freshly grilled meat, tore off a small piece, and tentatively offered it to him.

The little dragon glanced at him with its vertical pupils, hesitated for a moment, then stretched its neck, snatched the piece of meat in one bite, and swallowed it whole.

"Don't you chew it at all? Aren't you afraid of choking?" Jiang Ruixuan couldn't help but ask.

The little dragon ignored him, staring intently at the meat chop in his hand.

Jiang Ruixuan tore off another piece and fed it to him.

After a few times, the little thing seemed to have discovered a pattern.

It's hot and tiring to peel things off the grill yourself, much easier and faster than having this two-legged creature feed you.

It simply stopped eating and just squatted on the pile of roasted meat, tilting its head to look at Jiang Ruixuan, making urging "squeak, squeak" sounds in its throat.

Jiang Ruixuan was taken aback by his lazy and self-righteous demeanor.

"Hey, you think I'm someone you're going to feed?"

"Saga!" the little dragon replied affirmatively, pointing with its wing at the pork chop in Jiang Ruixuan's hand.

This time, even the soldiers watching from the sidelines couldn't hold back anymore.

"Captain, are we really becoming zookeepers now?"

“Shut up,” Ming Yufei glared at the soldier who had spoken, but couldn’t help but smile slightly. “We don’t need to say anything more. Just record its food intake and habits.”

As he spoke, he noticed that the meat on the grill was almost gone, so he immediately activated the mini blower under the grill.

call--

The charcoal fire burned brightly once again.

A scene that was both laughable and absurd unfolded.

Ming Yufei, the foreman of the engineering team, became a professional barbecue chef, responsible for grilling the meat.

Jiang Ruixuan became the professional feeder, responsible for picking the roasted meat off the skewers and feeding it piece by piece to the little dragon.

One person grills, the other feeds; their teamwork is incredibly seamless.

The little dragon ate with great relish, swallowing each piece whole with astonishing efficiency.

The soldier standing nearby silently counted the skewers: "Captain, the fifteenth one..."

Jiang Ruixuan's arms were aching. Seeing that the little thing's belly hadn't changed at all, he couldn't help but complain, "Damn, is this a bottomless pit? You've already lost almost two pounds of weight, and you can still eat?"

"Squeak~"

The little dragon let out a cry, flapping its wings, then puffed out its little chest, patted its belly with the claws at the tips of its wings, and let out a loud "Hiss!"

Jiang Ruixuan understood what that meant.

No problem, keep going!

"This is... amazing!"

Under everyone's watchful eyes, this little creature with a wingspan of no more than thirty centimeters managed to eat food that was far larger than itself.

It didn't let out a satisfied burp until it swallowed the last skewer of grilled beef on the table, and a wisp of smoke carrying the aroma of meat even rose from its mouth.

It shook its long neck, looking like it had "eaten its fill".

Jiang Ruixuan had just breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the little creature flap its wings and transform into a green shadow, landing precisely on Ming Yufei's shoulder.

Then, it skillfully found a comfortable spot, curled up, and rested its head on Ming Yufei's neck.

fell asleep.

Ming Yufei froze completely.

He could clearly feel a weight on his shoulder, a warm little thing leaning against him, and he could even smell the greasy smell of roasted meat and some strange sulfurous odor.

He turned his head slightly, and out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of a small oil stain slowly seeping through the collar of his brand-new combat uniform.

Jiang Ruixuan suppressed a laugh, leaned closer, and whispered, "Captain, congratulations on getting a dragon-shaped pendant, and it's even a soy sauce flavored one."

Ming Yufei's face darkened.

He was about to say something when he suddenly saw several military off-road vehicles come to a steady stop.

The car door opened, and Wu Mudi, Professor Deng Dakang, and others arrived.

The two of them stopped in their tracks as they approached.

They stared in astonishment at Ming Yufei, who stood like a statue, and the small green creature curled up on his shoulder, breathing steadily.

"This...this is the demonic dragon?" Deng Dakang pushed up his glasses, his eyes behind the lenses gleaming with barely suppressed excitement. "It's actually so friendly to humans?"

"It might be an order given by that mysterious person! It is highly intelligent, and we even speculate that it has the legendary memory inheritance."

Jiang Ruixuan suppressed a laugh and said, "Professor Deng, it just finished eating and fell asleep. Our captain is now its personal dragon bed."

Ming Yufei's temple throbbed.

A soldier recording the events nearby couldn't help but add, "Report! We just did a rough calculation, and it ate at least twice its own size. Apart from its belly getting a little bigger, it's almost unchanged!"

"Twice?" Deng Dakang gasped, flew half a circle around Mingyu, and clicked his tongue in amazement. "Good heavens, this is a bottomless pit of gluttony! At this rate, isn't it afraid of bursting itself?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the little thing on Ming Yufei's shoulder moved.

The small head suddenly lifted, the slender neck tracing an elegant yet dangerous arc, and a pair of scarlet vertical pupils instantly locked onto Deng Dakang, a threatening hissing sound emanating from deep within its throat.

The air seemed to freeze for a moment because of this.

Stared at by those extraordinary eyes, Deng Dakang felt as if he were hallucinating. The blurry illusion of his previous contact with the red leaf tree began to flash back—it was the terrifying creature he had glimpsed in the other party's illusion, whose wingspan could blot out the sky and cover the sun, and whose breath could melt a city.

But the reality before my eyes is a tiny thing with a wingspan of no more than thirty centimeters, which even looks a little cute...

This extreme contrast stirred an indescribable impulse within Deng Dakang.

He reached out his hand as if possessed, wanting to personally experience the feel of this legendary creature.

"Hiss!"

The little dragon sensed the offense, its fur bristled instantly, and it arched its body slightly, poised to launch an attack.

"Professor Deng, no!" Jiang Ruixuan exclaimed.

"Don't move! Don't attack!"

A more composed and commanding voice rang out; it was Ming Yufei.

He wasn't speaking to Professor Deng, he was speaking to the little dragon.

A strange scene happened.

The little dragon, poised to pounce, actually froze in mid-air.

It glanced at Ming Yufei with dissatisfaction, then turned to glare at Deng Dakang, and finally reluctantly withdrew its attack posture.

Deng Dakang's eyes shone even brighter. Taking advantage of the opportunity, his wicked hand finally reached out and carefully touched the dragon's wings and its back covered with fine green scales.

"The body temperature is so high! The surface temperature is probably fifty degrees! The structure of these scales is so strange... Is it a mixture of keratin and metallic elements? The scales do indeed have energy patterns!"

"How does it digest so much food? Does it have an independent bioreactor inside its stomach? What's the principle behind its flame-breathing?"

"Does it use special fuel secreted by its glands, or does it ignite flammable gases in its stomach through high-speed friction?"

Deng Dakang blurted out a series of questions, and his hand movements changed from touching to light pressing with a research-like nature.

The little dragon's patience had clearly run out. It irritably flicked its tail and hissed at Deng Dakang again, even spitting out two wisps of light blue smoke with a meaty aroma mixed with the smell of sulfur from its nostrils.

"Alright, alright, stop touching me," Deng Dakang said, immediately switching to a coaxing tone, a kind smile spreading across his face. "Good boy, I'll bring you some delicious meat later, beef and lamb, how about that?"

Surprisingly, the little dragon immediately quieted down upon hearing the word "meat," its scarlet vertical pupils blinking as if it were considering the cost-effectiveness of the suggestion.

The surrounding soldiers gasped in astonishment...

This level of wisdom is absolutely supernatural!

For the first time, modern humans have encountered such intelligent and magical creatures!
I wonder what good things we can deduce from the other party.

"Professor Deng, Commander Wu, it's windy here. Should we go back to base first?"

Jiang Ruixuan broke this strange harmony at just the right moment.

"Yes, yes, we must go back immediately!" Deng Dakang nodded repeatedly, eager to analyze all the data he had collected that day.

The group began packing up their equipment, preparing to evacuate.

Ming Yufei was finally able to move his stiff body a little, but the "dragon-shaped pendant" on his shoulder showed no sign of moving.

Just then, Deng Dakang suddenly stopped and turned around.

He stared at the little dragon on Ming Yufei's shoulder. The little dragon seemed to sense something and looked up at Deng Dakang again.

Deng Dakang, who had been looking serious, gave an awkward smile, exhaled, waved his hand, and said no more.
-

In the modern world, the logistics coordination and management department of the pioneering team.

The strong tea on the table had already been brewed for the third time; the tea leaves had unfurled to their limit, and no more invigorating flavor could be extracted.

Li Weiguo rubbed his throbbing temples, went to get some fresh tea, and then returned to the mountain of documents.

The workload was too great, like an insurmountable mountain.

He had just picked up a document about the construction of a secure passageway in the new city when there was a knock on his office door.

"Come in."

Wang Kaixuan pushed open the door and entered, his steps hurried, but his face showed an undisguised excitement. He was holding a tablet in his hand, instead of a traditional paper document.

"Mr. Li, the research department has provided the final plan for the location of the small door, and we need your signature to confirm it."

Li Weiguo's spirits lifted, and he looked up from the mountain of documents, taking the tablet. His fingertip swiped across the screen, and a high-precision satellite map immediately appeared, a red dot flashing on the map.

He frowned slightly, tapped the red dot with his finger, and zoomed in on that area.

"A multi-functional distribution center? Old Wang, are you sure the planners didn't misplace the decimal point?" Li Weiguo's tone was scrutinizing. "Building a small oil transport hub next to the future city center park? What's the reason?"

“President Li!” Wang Kaixuan explained with a smile, “This is also a case of great seclusion in the city. The small-scale operation needs to be within ten kilometers of the main gate, and it requires a dense pipeline system. This area is the most perfect location within a ten-kilometer radius.”

He unfolded another planning map: "What we're publicly announcing is that we're building the central energy station and the largest logistics distribution center for the new city here. Just think about it, how terrifying is the daily energy throughput of an energy station that can supply a city of millions of people? And a logistics center that can radiate throughout the entire new city, bustling with traffic and people, who would notice that there's an inconspicuous liquid transport pipeline whose destination isn't an oil depot, but another world?"

This explanation is reasonable, perfectly integrating a huge safety hazard into a much larger civil engineering project.

Li Weiguo nodded, his furrowed brows relaxing. He then confirmed that the expert team and planning department personnel had signed off on the issues, along with various analysis reports.

He looked at it for a long time before signing the document.

After finishing, he handed it to Wang Kaixuan, only to find that the other party hadn't left.

"what happened again?"

"It's about the agricultural nutrient soil for the new city's construction!"

Wang Kaixuan knew that these kinds of things were usually urgent, so he opened the file and looked at the report.

"The humus layer brought from the New World has been used for so long, and the agricultural manager is only now saying it's amazing? Ha, they discovered it way too late!"

"Mr. Li, agriculture requires time to provide feedback!"

Li Weiguo thought about it carefully and realized it was true: "They've passed this hurdle. How's the output of these humus layers now?"

"Currently, the amount transported is still relatively small, only a few thousand tons have been delivered for testing. The humus layer in this other world is incredibly rich in nutrients! The report from the few acres our expert team tested shows that the humus layer has extremely high fertility, and the fast-growing vegetables planted there yielded 10% more than those grown in our best black soil!"

Hearing this, Li Weiguo nodded in satisfaction: "Anything else?"

"The agricultural team wants to ask when the next batch of black soil will arrive and how much it will be. They see that our water diversion project has a lot of water resources and are applying to build a higher experimental field on the grassland!"

Hearing this, a rare smile appeared on Li Weiguo's face, despite his exhaustion from the past few days. "Tell them not to rush, the humic layer needs to be cultivated, don't worry!"

He gave a few instructions before signing his name on the tablet and verifying his identity through biometrics.

After signing the documents, Wang Kaixuan left, while Li Weiguo began to handle other projects that required his personal signature, as well as the progress of various engineering projects.

The construction of the new grassland city is currently progressing at the fastest pace.

Several projects are currently underway.

Li Weiguo's main responsibility is the security of the core confidential area.

Even so, this is no easy task. Every aspect concerning the security and confidentiality of subsequent projects must be handled properly.

After a flurry of activity, another hour had passed without us even realizing it.

dong dong dong-

Li Weiguo, who had just finished processing a document, didn't even look up: "Come in!"

The office door was suddenly pushed open, and Wang Kaixuan, who had returned, rushed in like a gust of wind, his expression a mixture of excitement and a hint of strangeness.

"Mr. Li, over there...there's an amazing new discovery over there!"

"A new discovery?" Li Weiguo put down his pen and looked at his subordinate who had returned.

"Yes, today there was a sudden anomaly in the extinct volcano zone over in that other world, and then the volcano..."

Wang Kaixuan gave a brief explanation.

Upon hearing about the Demon Dragon, the Time Gate, and the two-and-a-half-meter-tall, dark-skinned stranger with an Eastern face, Deng Dakang frowned: "Stranger? Speaks Chinese?"

"Yes, they spoke Chinese and told us to take care of this dragon! And the dragon is very intelligent. Mr. Li, it's hard to explain in a short time. Why don't you see for yourself? This is the latest news that just came back. It's incredible!" Wang Kaixuan saw Li Weiguo nod and stopped talking. He stepped forward and connected the tactical tablet in his hand to Li Weiguo's office system.

An encrypted video was immediately projected onto the wall.

The video was shaky at first, but quickly stabilized.

The background is a riverside in a unique snowy weather in another world.

"A dragon that looks like a Western dragon?"

"Yes, a Western dragon!"

Li Weiguo was somewhat disappointed, but he still cheered himself up and carefully watched the video footage.

In the center of the shot, the little green dragon that had been hanging on Ming Yufei's shoulder was now gripping the tree trunk with its front paws, its long neck held high.

Ming Yufei placed a piece of roasted meat about the size of a cherry over there.

The dragon opened its mouth and swallowed it whole in a few gulps.

It even used its wings and forepaws to put things into its mouth.

It ate with great concentration, its small body trembling slightly from the force of its bites, its tail tip swaying involuntarily, and a satisfied "gurgling" sound coming from its throat.

Its appearance was less like a mythical, world-destroying dragon and more like a kitten guarding its food.

Looking at the adorable little creature on the screen, Li Weiguo's tense nerves suddenly relaxed, and the fatigue in his eyes dissipated.

"This isn't from the dragon egg we got before? The color is off, isn't it?"

"Reporting to General Manager Li, it's not the same one! Professor Deng Dakang speculates that it's another dragon egg left in the volcano when we interrupted the incubation ceremony during the last attack by the magma dragon."

"In the time that followed, it gathered enough magical energy on its own and completed its hatching!"

Wang Kaixuan's voice trembled slightly.

They already had a dragon egg, and now they've acquired a demonic dragon—it feels like they've been blessed by destiny.

Li Weiguo picked up his teacup, took a sip of the already bitter tea, and felt more invigorated than ever before.

"I remember that the shell of that dragon egg had significant research value?"

“Yes, an immensely valuable asset!” Wang Kaixuan’s eyes gleamed. “We still can’t completely replicate those natural energy-gathering patterns on the eggshell. Before, with only the eggshell, we could only study its passive energy absorption characteristics, like charging a battery. But now we have a living dragon! A biological sample that can actively absorb, convert, and even use energy! Mr. Li, this means we have the opportunity to build a complete magical energy application model from scratch!”

"Yes! Excellent!" Li Weiguo nodded with a smile. "What do they need over there? People? Equipment? Have them submit reports! I'll approve any that don't meet the authority requirements! I don't care what methods you use, just try your best to develop mass-producible technologies from this little dragon!"

He walked to the giant screen and looked at the little dragon on the screen who had just finished eating roasted meat and was wiping its mouth with its claws. An even bolder idea took shape in his mind.

A slow, amused smile crept onto his lips.

"Old Wang, I remember, what did those elves take the dragon egg for? The core of forbidden magic, right?"

Wang Kaixuan was taken aback, then realized: "Yes, dragon eggs are the energy source for elves to unleash forbidden magic."

“Forbidden magic…” Li Weiguo repeated the words softly, tapping his finger on the little dragon burping on the screen. “What do you think would happen if we showed this video, or even just found an opportunity, to let those proud elves see with their own eyes that we’ve hatched these dragons and are feeding them like pets…wouldn’t their expressions be priceless?”

Wang Kaixuan was taken aback, then his eyes lit up.

Is President Li planning to attack the Elven civilization on a spiritual and religious level?
"President Li, brilliant! Absolutely brilliant! I'll immediately have the psychological warfare department and strategic analysis department conduct a special evaluation!"

"Hmm, these dragon eggs can't be hatched by elves, but we managed to get them quickly. Haha, if they see something familiar, they'll probably have a lot of psychological trauma."

According to everyone's speculation, the elves are extremely guarded about their magic. If humans tame the dragon in a way that the dragon doesn't understand and are able to communicate with it, the dragon will definitely break down in some ways.

This is very interesting for humans to understand information about elves.

Watching Wang Kaixuan leave excitedly, Li Weiguo sat down again, his surging emotions unable to subside for a long time.

Looking out the window at the bustling construction site in the new city, he felt an unprecedented sense of control.

A moment later, he slapped his forehead and then dialed Zhong Mengyao's number.

"Mengyao, is there any new development from Target Number 1?"

Zhong Mengyao's voice on the other end of the phone carried a hint of surprise: "Uh, Mr. Li, how did you know?"

Li Weiguo's heart skipped a beat: "Is something really wrong?"

"Yes, just now, the target suddenly summoned the scriptwriting team and demanded that a new setting be added to the silly animation immediately. He said... that the pioneering team discovered a little dragon, and then they have to feed the little dragon!"

"Oh, what then?"

"Then, the land reclamation team said they wanted to treat it as a rare ornamental animal, and that all they needed to do was provide food and lodging. They also said they would fence it off and charge admission fees later, and that it would definitely sell out..."

The smile on Li Weiguo's face froze instantly.

"..."

"Mr. Li?"

"That demonic dragon... is there any information about it? For example, what are the characteristics of the demonic dragon? What are its abilities? What is its aggressiveness? And what is its intelligence?" His voice was a little hoarse.

"Oh, yes, he said, 'A dragon will never be a slave unless it's provided with food and lodging,' and added that the dragon's personality is that of a tsundere, timid, beast-eared girl... That's all."

Li Weiguo: "..."

"Mr. Li? Are you still listening?"

"understood."

Li Weiguo hung up the phone without expression.

He leaned back in his chair and looked up at the ceiling. The office was deathly silent.

After a long while, a sigh mixed with endless weariness and a sense of absurdity echoed in the empty room.

"Dragons will never be slaves... unless they're provided with food and lodging?"

"what……?"
-

In another world, near a portal.

The temporary dragon breeding farm was built next to the No. 1 steel plant, where huge furnaces burned day and night, baking the blast furnace area as if it were midsummer.

The scorching heatwave is a torment for ordinary people, but for that little emerald green dragon, it is the most comfortable warm bed.

At this moment, the little guy is lying on a special steel plate that has been heated by the geothermal heat and is starting to get a little hot, wagging the tip of his tail contentedly.

Ming Yufei was carefully pushing a piece of cut raw beef in front of it.

"Come on, burn it yourself!"

"Hiss...?"

"Just spray it on, grill it yourself, and I'll give you the lamb later!"

The little dragon hissed again, sniffed the beef, and opened its mouth to breathe out a small burst of red and green flames, scorching the surface of the beef once more.

Then, it called out again.

Ming Yufei placed the already cooked lamb skewers in front of it.

The little dragon devoured its food.

In the insulated observation room next door, many people were watching this scene.

But for several special advisors, this was a unique "criminal in the presence of the husband".

"Master, I feel that love is disappearing."

Wang Ye spoke softly, his gaze passing over his master and looking at the figure whose face was almost pressed against the bulletproof glass—Professor Deng Dakang.

The professor stared in rapt attention, muttering to himself, his fingers almost leaving marks on the tablet in his hands: "The way the neck muscles work together to chew during eating is truly amazing, it's practically a weapon made for killing... it's a miracle of biomechanics!"

Upon hearing Deng Dakang muttering inside, his voice coming through the microphone, Consultant Chen paused slightly in his whisk before resuming his dignified and otherworldly demeanor, saying calmly, "Little Wang, what nonsense are you spouting? Professor Deng's passion for the unknown is a testament to his scientific spirit."

He paused, then nodded his chin toward the little dragon: "Besides, didn't you notice? After standing here for a while, the spiritual energy around you has become more concentrated."

Wang Ye glanced at the device next to him that was recording magical particles and found that it was indeed the case.

"Master, I was too attached to appearances! My perspective was too narrow!"

Wang Ye's face instantly filled with guilt.

"To turn back from the wrong path is the greatest virtue," Consultant Chen said, but out of the corner of his eye he saw Deng Dakang starting to imitate the Little Dragon's posture, trying to understand its power techniques, and his lips twitched involuntarily.

He took a deep breath, flicked his whisk, and said in a deep voice, "However, external things are ultimately just external things! How can we cultivators be overshadowed by a mere beast from another world!"

The old consultant watched the little creature behind the glass, who was full and wiping its mouth with its paws, letting out a burp that smelled of sulfur. He quietly clenched his teeth.

"Let's go! Let's go study spiritual energy too!"

"I refuse to believe that a tiny thing that instinctively absorbs and releases magical energy can surpass our millennia-old knowledge! We must research something that truly demonstrates human invincibility!"

“Master is right! I’ll listen to you!” Wang Ye was immediately ignited by this heroic spirit, and straightened his back.

The master and apprentice turned around, with a resolute determination to prove themselves, and strode away from the observation room.

Others who came here after hearing about it expressed similar sentiments before leaving.

Deng Dakang seemed oblivious to the arrival and departure of his many special advisors.

At this moment, his entire focus was on the little guy behind the glass wall.

Ming Yufei handed over another piece of roasted lamb tail, which was sizzling with oil. The little dragon swallowed it whole without hesitation.

It seemed to really enjoy the richness of the mutton. After finishing, it squinted its eyes contentedly, made a gurgling sound in its throat, and then opened its mouth to spew out a thin, red and green flame.

"After the fire breath, the particle concentration jumped another twelve percent! This little guy is a mobile source of magical particle absorption!"

A researcher pointed to the monitor's screen, his voice tinged with suppressed excitement.

Flames licked the air, raising the surrounding temperature once again. The researchers were astonished.

After the little dragon had eaten and drunk its fill, it licked the grease from the corner of its mouth and was about to flap its wings and return to Ming Yufei's shoulder when Ming Yufei's voice rang out just in time.

"Stop."

The little dragon froze, its emerald green vertical pupils staring at Ming Yufei, a dissatisfied hissing sound escaping its throat.

"Clean your paws and mouth." Ming Yufei waved the special dry cloth in his hand, his tone leaving no room for argument. "Otherwise, you'll have to find somewhere to sleep tonight."

"Hiss~"

The little dragon let out a cry of grievance and annoyance, its wings drooping as it reluctantly stretched them out.

Mingyu flew forward and quickly wiped the greasy paws and mouth of the animal, his movements careful and gentle.

Although the little guy had a "I'm very unhappy" expression on his face, his body honestly remained motionless, and he even comfortably wiggled the tip of his tail.

"All right."

"Hiss!"

With a cheerful cry, the little dragon flapped its wings and landed precisely on Ming Yufei's shoulder. It coiled up into a small ball with practiced ease, nestled its head into his neck, and closed its eyes to doze off.

Ming Yufei smiled with a mixture of helplessness and doting. He stroked the little dragon's warm scales, then turned and stood on the high-precision electronic scale that had been prepared beforehand.

Ming Yufei's standard weight is 82 kilograms and his height is 1.76 meters. After taking on the Demon Dragon, he weighs 90 kilograms.

The researcher in charge of recording immediately reported the number: "Ninety kilograms, a round number."

"Record: Dragon's weight after meal, eight kilograms."

As soon as the data was released, a collective gasp filled the observation room.

"Wow, that's impressive!" A young researcher looked at the chart, his brow furrowed. "When we weighed it just now, it weighed three kilograms. This time, we fed it six kilograms of roasted mutton, and it ate it all."

He looked up at everyone, his eyes full of confusion: "How much weight do you think it will gain later?"

"One kilogram?"

"Who knows! We'll only know when it gets hungry again!"

All eyes were drawn to the sleeping little thing on Ming Yufei's shoulder.

“This little guy’s mass-energy conversion is almost contrary to tradition!” Professor Deng Dakang adjusted his glasses and muttered to himself. His voice was not loud, but it was like a thunderclap in everyone’s ears. “I even think that the dragon flame it just spewed out was actually undergoing some kind of energy transformation!”

"Does it have an incredibly strong compressible stomach? Otherwise, how could it hold so much food without its belly getting deformed?"

"The other person has already eaten twice, with a three-hour interval, but has not excreted anything or drunk any water. The other person's stomach is really amazing."

The group chatted amongst themselves, while the recorder documented all the information about the little dragon.

Deng Dakang stared intently at the small, huddled figure, his eyes filled with a frighteningly fanatical intensity.

"Everyone, do you think the little dragon has a magical siphon effect?" He took a deep breath and spoke slowly.

"Magic Siphon?"

"Yes, magic automatically gathers in the area it's in. After it spews dragon fire, the concentration of magical particles increases. I wonder if the little dragon might have a special bio-fusion circulatory organ inside its body that can absorb magical particles?"

"what?"

Deng Dakang pursed his lips: "Remember the dragon egg from before? This dragon called Ironhead also has similar patterns on its scales. We previously confirmed that these patterns have the ability to absorb magical particles, electrical energy, and light energy floating in the air."

"During our relocation of the dragon, we also discovered that magical particles were indeed condensing in the area where the dragon was located. Under this special domain, the dragon can obtain more magical particles, which also helps it absorb and strengthen itself. This is very similar to the energy pattern absorption room we made before!"

"The little dragon ate something twice its own weight, but didn't defecate! This seriously violates the laws of biology. Therefore, I believe that the dragon must have some kind of bio-energy fusion and circulatory organ."

When Ming Yufei saw that Deng Dakang had said this, and the many researchers were looking at the little dragon Tie Touwa with such strange eyes, he was immediately shocked: "Everyone, this is not my dragon, it has an owner!"

"Don't worry, we won't dissect it. At most, we'll conduct some special probes!"

"Yes, that's right!"

Ming Yufei finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Although he had only been with the little dragon for a few hours, strangely enough, he had developed some unusual feelings for the little guy.

I don't know if it was because of the other person's request last time, or some kind of weird fetish deep inside me.

"Excuse me, scientists, could you do me a favor?"

"Please say!"

"The little dragon's body temperature is so high, over fifty degrees Celsius. It feels extremely hot right now! I need to isolate it from the heat."

“That’s easy! We have a lot of refractory materials here. We’ll provide you with a basalt fiber suit, which can easily withstand temperatures from -260 degrees to 850 degrees Celsius.”

"That's good! Now I can take a rest!" Ming Yufei quite liked this little devil dragon, and since the other party relied on him so much, he didn't want to lose this friendship.

He also knew a little about basalt fiber clothing.

This material, used in aerospace and fire rescue, can insulate against extremely high temperatures.

But I wonder if this thing can withstand the little dragon's dragon flames!

(End of this chapter)