Life is tough, so Honglong resorts to performing?

Chapter 116: First Appearance After Returning

"Tsk, how should I put it? Although it's a passable result, she looks way too young..."

Loren frowned as he read through his military-grade paper on shaping energy spheres and came to this conclusion.

This writing style is clearly that of a newcomer.

If we compare those serious, legendary, demigod mages' military-grade papers to muscular, strong men, or elegant, aloof, and sophisticated women...

The thing I wrote doesn't even qualify as a cute boy or a cute girl; it's just a brat about to reach kindergarten level.

"At least it's starting to look human; at least it's made a start."

Loren thought for a moment, then created a folder on the magic crystal terminal to encrypt and save the script. He then took out the script that Old Aaron had given him earlier, which Evans had created based on Loren's previous performance, and began to read it.

He needs to clear his head.

I must say, it's actually quite interesting.

Last time, Loren used a combination of the Siberian Wren and the Three Little Pigs in his performance. Because it adopted an episodic structure, it also left behind the classic line, "I will definitely come back." Therefore, in the new storyline, everyone will most likely look forward to the appearance of the Red Dragon as the villain.

The problem was that Loren was still filming an album at that time and might not be able to come back.

So in Evans' new storyline, he made himself the protagonist, setting himself up as the red dragon's loyal servant, preparing to infiltrate the good guys' camp as a traitor and cause trouble.

"The writing is somewhat interesting, but it seems to focus entirely on him as the traitor. There's no smoke without fire, so I feel there could be some other elements added..."

Loren pondered for a moment, but quickly gave up.

The reason is simple: it's not worth it.

"The performance is tomorrow. Changing the script now would only make things worse for the guy who's going to be on stage."

"Forget it, I'll just write a couple of encouraging words and some suggestions to make it seem like I've read it carefully before sending it to him."

Loren thought for a moment, then casually drafted a proposal and sent it to old Aaron, who would then pass it on to Evans.

"I wish the guy reviewing my paper would be as lenient as me."

After muttering to himself for a moment, Loren switched accounts and logged into his newly created psionicist account, where he saw a friend request from a day ago.

"It's probably that guy from Frost Dragon City? I just don't know if he's a white dragon, a half-dragon, or a dragon vein sorcerer."

Loren pressed the "agree" button, but after a while, the other party did not send any messages.

"After all, it's already night, and Bai Long is probably asleep."

Loren expressed his understanding.

Unlike the green and black dragons, which are nocturnal dragons adept at using terrain for night battles and ambushes, the white dragon, like the red dragon, is mostly diurnal, though their reasons for choosing to travel during the day differ.

White dragons hunt during the day because of the high visibility on the cold ice plains, and the frost is similar in color to their white scales. Red dragons, on the other hand, choose to hunt during the day because...

If I sneak out at night, how can I demonstrate my power, declare my rule, put on airs, scare people, and become the center of attention?
As the most arrogant and self-centered of the five dragons, the red dragons are naturally unlucky.

In contrast, the blue dragons, who operate as orderly family units and are capable of attacking at any time, far surpass his fellow dragons.

"Since you're not going back, I'll go to sleep now."

Loren yawned. The effects of the Dragon Thousand-Day Fruit were still working in his body, which made him feel sleepy from time to time.

The little red dragon found a good position and fell into a deep sleep.

The next day, unusually, Loren did not get up early.

It wasn't until the park was about to open that he opened his sleepy eyes and checked the messages on the magic crystal terminal.

First, here's today's schedule from Morris.

Loren has been not eating normally lately because he is using the Dragon Thousand-Day Fruit to fully digest the high-level magic crystals in his body, so the midday feeding has been canceled recently.

Today's performance will be the same as always, featuring an air show.

Loren can do whatever he wants with this. Judging from the pre-sale tickets, the recent foot traffic is pretty good. How much money he can make from merchandise today depends entirely on how well he performs.

In addition, Evans, who wrote the script for the theater performance, also sent a message to Loren through Morris, roughly meaning that he hoped Loren could make an appearance at the theater performance, and that he didn't need to do anything, just say that he would definitely come back.

As for why Loren sent the draft to old Aaron but Morris replied to him instead...

Loren guessed that the guy named Evans probably didn't want the old druid disturbing his sleep at his age, and that it was better to leave this kind of thing to Mr. Morris, who was in charge of the zoo's head butler...

Although Morris isn't even a professional player and clearly can't stay up all night like that old druid Aaron, he's still a personal fan of Aaron, so what can he do?

However, Aaron also sent me a message.

He found a family of halflings in the lower town who were skilled in seasoning and pickling, and they were good at it. He planned to recruit them into their canning business.

However, the other party did not want a salary or a one-time technology buyout, but hoped to contribute their technology as equity and become one of the original shareholders.

Old Aaron thought it was acceptable, as the risk wasn't too great. However, since Loren was one of the first to propose the canned food business, Old Aaron wanted to consult Loren's opinion.

"Simply offer technology as equity? Let them contribute some capital; design a basic investment plan for them."

Loren's brow furrowed, and an idea came to him.

"If they don't have money, let them borrow from all their relatives and friends. Make sure they have a good reason. Half-humans are always a large family. If things go well, they might recruit a whole bunch of people, and then it will be a mess."

Loren pondered that borrowing money was a good idea. Most halflings were concerned about their image and loved life, but because they loved life so much, they often didn't have much money, unless they had something they really wanted to buy and were saving up.

These short guys had a bit of the feel of Tianjin from a previous life. They borrowed money to eat seafood, not because they were stingy, but because they were having a good time.

People usually think that these guys are pretty good as friends, always having great food and fun to share, but as business partners, they're a disaster.

Although Loren doesn't advocate testing human nature, when it comes to his own money, he might as well try to test it.

"Let them borrow money? Good idea, you're amazing." Old Aaron laughed when he received Loren's reply. Indeed, in the eyes of the druids, halflings were a group of good friends and partners. Although they were shrewd, most of them were warm and kind. However, in the business world, warmth and kindness are not necessarily good things.

After answering these people's questions, Loren switched his account back to the psionicist's account, and the guy on the other end sent him a message.

"So you're our new sister, the fire and psychic sorceress, the one who will be the judge of my future marriage?"

Loren was taken aback when he saw the message from the other party, and then began to check the gender of his new identity.

"What a scare! It really was male after all. But was the white dragon a female white dragon?"

Loren pondered, could it be that the person who had joined him was not from the Silistan family who came to Emerald Leaf City from Frost Dragon City, but the white dragon who had a mother with him while forging an identity?
Why did she add me?
Loren was somewhat puzzled. It must be about choosing a mage partner for her; she probably had some requirements.

With doubts in mind, Loren sent an inquiry, and soon the other party replied.

"I only have two simple requirements: one is that you have to be good-looking, and the other is that you have to be the same gender as me, that is, female."

Loren's lips twitched involuntarily as he looked at the request from the white dragon.

"Tsk, to be honest, as expected of the White Dragon from the sorcerer family, this is all too normal."

The little red dragon looked at the reply and, combining it with some information mentioned in the Dragon's Legacy, couldn't help but laugh.

For a long time, various sorcerer families that relied on bloodline to cast spells refrained from intermarrying with outsiders to ensure the purity of their bloodlines. It was only after the establishment of the Federation and the introduction of legal restrictions that this practice was gradually relaxed.

These two are considered to be less serious within the sorcerer family.

In short, every family with a long and distinguished lineage of bloodline sorcerers is always filled with all sorts of bizarre and unsettling emotional tales that will leave you in awe...

This is why dragonblood sorcerer families like the Celestan occasionally come to places like Greenleaf City to recruit mages as companions; they simply have no other choice.

"Others may not be able to meet your expectations, after all, the perspectives of humans and dragons are different, and there are also certain differences in aesthetics."

"But since you chose me to be your sister, and given that we are both five-colored dragons, I'll help you out with this mess."

Loren smiled and sent a message to the white dragon on the other side.
"Sisters who love bags, I'll definitely pick out a beautiful one for you."

After receiving the other party's thanks, Loren shook his head, temporarily putting aside the matter of finding a partner for his sister. The park was about to open, and he had to go out and do business.

The little red dragon waved its wings, which had grown wider and longer. After thinking for a moment, it found the Dragon Hundred-Day Ointment and used the mage's hand to spread it evenly on its entire body of dragon scales before emerging from the Frostfire King's eye sockets and landing on the white skull in the morning sun.

This time, Loren didn't immediately enter into deep meditation. Instead, he first stretched his muscles, which had become somewhat sluggish due to a lack of exercise recently.

After all, he was in a period of rapid physical growth during this time, and the results of his training would be diluted by the increase in his body size, which would be a loss.

"Comfortable."

After stretching his muscles and bones according to the methods passed down by the True Dragon Monk, Loren found a good spot to lie down and entered a state of deep meditation, beginning to sort out the increasingly complex magical power within his body.

The outside world's turmoil was once again irrelevant to him.

It was almost noon, and a much larger crowd had gathered outside the venue than before. Even though Morris hadn't done much promotion this time, this was the first time he had appeared in this familiar environment since Loren became a viral meme.

Some were there to ride the wave, some to watch the excitement, some to gather material, and a small group of genuine Little Red Dragon fans surrounded the area, with all sorts of cameras and lenses aimed at the red dragon above, waiting for him to bring them something new.

Whether it's a good job or a bad one, it will definitely generate buzz.

On the skull, the red dragon slowly opened its eyes.

The intense gazes and clamoring crowd below made Loren realize just how popular he was, but this didn't frighten him; instead, it stirred his red dragon instincts.

Yes, that's right. We need this many spectators when we step onto the stage. Our performance must win everyone's applause. Why? Because we are unparalleled!
We're awesome!
Facing the bustling crowd below, Loren raised his dark red dragon wings high. As flames flowed across his wings, Loren shot into the sky like a fiery meteor.

This time, the little red dragon didn't play the trick of feigning indifference. Instead, he directly opened the protective barrier above the Lava Heart and appeared outside the arena in an instant.

"Wow!"

"here we go!"

"It's Mr. Spark's turn to perform!"

Loren's swift and decisive action this time took those who were expecting the red dragon to cause trouble by surprise. Just when they thought Loren would charge towards them and make a scene, the flames on the red dragon's back began to detach from its body, and the Common Language, carrying a faint dragon's might, clearly entered the ears of those below.

"Ladies and gentlemen, please enjoy our sparkler performance!"

After all this time of comedy and pranks, if I don't show you something artistic, you'll still think I'm just a comedic character!
Loren thought to himself, manipulating the fire elements that had detached from him, causing them to coalesce in the air into a giant fire dragon of his own size.

Then, while performing a spectacular aerial acrobatics, Loren collided violently with the enormous fire dragon.

Under Loren's manipulation, the flames that collided head-on with him exploded in the air, turning into dazzling sparks that fell downwards.

Brilliant sparks fell like rain, but before they touched the treetops and the ground, they were restrained by an invisible force, transforming into countless fiery butterflies that fluttered and danced lightly in the low sky, turning the heat into a breathtaking beauty.

Of course, Loren wouldn't let these sparks fall to the ground naturally. Even in the iron-smelting performances of his previous life, there were many cases of tourists having their hair burned, let alone these scattered fire elements.

Fortunately, as he digested the Thousand-Day Fruit and the high-level magic crystals in his body, his mental strength was able to support him playing like this.

Exclamations rose and fell from below; most of the tourists who had been expecting some amusement were now gaping in astonishment.

Their eyes were filled with pure amazement.

Various cameras and lenses frantically captured this dreamlike scene, with the sound of shutters clicking incessantly.

"Art! This is art!"

Someone shouted excitedly.

"Mom, Longlong is so handsome!"

A child pointed to the two dragons fighting above, his face showing surprise.

"This is a million times better than those fire-breathing shows in the circus!"

Many viewers even expressed their regret, saying that if it were a quiet night sky instead of daytime, the performance would have been even more spectacular. They lamented that the Green Leaf Rare Animal Park did not open nighttime shows and did not allow the red dragons to perform at night!
Isn't this a waste of Red Dragon's refined artistic talent?
(End of this chapter)