Life is tough, so Honglong resorts to performing?

Chapter 125 Accommodation
"Well, if this is something that can be discussed openly, please give your instructions."

After hesitating for a moment, Loren finally asked.

Given their Red Dragons' penchant for courting death, they simply couldn't resist exploring this potentially dangerous knowledge.

"At your age, I really can't tell you too much. To give you a simple example, do you know the major factions in high-level defense these days?"

Ellis hesitated for a moment, then posed a question to Loren.

"I don't really know much about that."

Loren answered honestly that high-precision defense had always been a matter for the military.

In ordinary cities, a red dragon as skilled in magic as him can generally handle routine events with his dragon scales and protective spells such as mage armor.

"Then let me explain it to you in a simple way."

"First, there's the traditional faction, which pursues high resistance and high defense, using more advanced structures and constructions to withstand all hostile attacks. Their defensive system is somewhat similar to Ellen's past."

"Then, it is about pursuing defense against external threats, locking on faster, shooting down earlier, using damage to counter damage, making reactive armor with the cheapest possible materials, and using active energy-absorbing explosions to achieve active defense."

"This is one of the logics of the Federation's operations. Well, there are some differences, but that's roughly the idea."

"The last system was created by those life science guys who research medicine. There are a lot of technical terms involved. My understanding is that as long as a certain price is paid, there will be no harm. Instead, it will become part of our system."

"According to their research, some of the defense mechanisms inside organisms were originally foreign invaders, but have now been incorporated into them."

"And the state of the Ellen world is somewhat similar to the third scenario, and it is currently undertaking a large-scale takeover..."

Is this a breeding ground for superbugs, fungi, and viruses that have seemingly neutralized the immune system...?

Loren, combining some medical and scientific knowledge from his previous life, seems to have come up with something.

In terms of quantity, the vast majority of bacteria, viruses, and fungi do not consume enough nutrients to kill a person.

How much can you eat? As long as it doesn't produce toxic substances or damage the body's functions, it's perfectly fine for it to survive in the body.

Most diseases involving inflammation are caused by your immune system fighting against these foreign invaders, and you, as the host, are affected.

When you have a fever, it's because your immune system is betting that the virus won't survive long at body temperatures above 40 degrees Celsius, while some of its immune cells are active at high body temperatures.

As for how long you, the host, can last, or whether you can survive, that's not within his consideration.

Immune cells are very simple; they are born to serve their colony. This is no longer an ordinary bacterium or virus. We must strike hard, use a killer move, and activate a cytokine storm!
If the missing deity was also part of the original immune system of the Elren world.

In the current world of Ellen, absorbing a power from another world is indeed not a problem.

The entire regulatory system has come to a standstill. While others take advantage of this opportunity to commit murder, arson, and robbery, you find a wallet on the street and are still wondering whether it's immoral to keep it for yourself instead of handing it over to the police...

Your Excellency, please hang yourself on the cross.

"As long as we're sure that guy doesn't have any backup plans, then everything's fine, right?"

Loren asked and received an affirmative answer.

"There's basically no need to worry about backup plans, especially for you city dwellers."

"There might be some minor compatibility issues, so you, oh your friend, remember to bear with it."

There seemed to be a hint of envy in Ellis's words, and the little red dragon keenly noticed it.

According to her, even though the original immune system is gone, does the city still have some kind of special defense?
Loren guessed, but seeing that Ellis didn't seem to want to explain in detail, he didn't ask any further questions.

We've already gathered enough new information and knowledge today; there's no need to keep asking until we can't listen anymore.

Curiosity killed the cat, but too much curiosity might just kill the red dragon.

"That's good."

Loren feigned a sigh of relief.

He then began to consult Ellis about some problems and unclear points he encountered in writing his paper.

The Flame Demon answered each question in turn, and occasionally offered Loren some suggestions for improvement. The two ended the online class in an atmosphere of academic discussion.

I glanced at the magic crystal terminal; there were only a few hours left until dawn.

Loren began to think that he should just go to the top of his skull and find a place to sleep, since his big forehead was quite warm anyway.

I haven't been eating much lately.

Well, I shouldn't have to eat for more than two days, because with the first opponent surrendering without a fight, I should be able to take down those guys much faster.

In other words, he will soon be able to deplete the high-level magic crystals in his body and return to the good life of having meat at every meal!
He's been craving it these past few days. Not only that, he can also have the clone he created play the role of a psionicist's alternate account during this time.

During this period of rapid physical growth, he didn't want to use Transfiguration to waste his own growth to choose a wife for a white dragon; that would be a huge loss.

"Oh, right, and you too."

Loren retrieved the sealed, shimmering white orb from his body. Now that he had received confirmation from the demigod Flame Demon, he was no longer going to hold back.

Loren took out a magical artifact containing water elements and unsealed it. A ball of shimmering white light floated in the air, which he could easily manipulate with his mental power.

"Come on, let me see what's inside you?"

With a thought, Loren sent the shimmering white ball of light flying toward his head.

pain!
it hurts!

Head hurts!
Before absorbing it, Loren didn't realize what the other party meant by the "minor pain" of compatibility, but after absorbing it, he immediately sensed it.

It felt as if a giant hand was violently stirring in his mind, like stuffing a jumble of gibberish into a normally functioning program. Little Red Dragon had a feeling that he was facing the indescribable, as if he was being contaminated by some kind of knowledge.

But after this excruciating pain lasted for a while, the garbled text seemed to have undergone some unique decoding process, naturally appearing in Loren's mental realm. "It's been transformed into a status skill... consuming magic power to vibrate the aura of life, searching for traces of death on the opponent. As for how to cut through and attack, that's your business..."

"It's somewhat similar to Ryougi Shiki's Mystic Eyes of Death Perception, but perhaps weaker, and it doesn't involve things like causality. It's still quite interesting."

Loren laughed, because due to the unique nature of the other world, its definition of life was actually quite broad.

Loren casually picked up an ordinary stone and watched as it activated this new ability.

A seemingly ordinary black dot appeared in Loren's eyes. Then, he exerted a little force on that dot and easily shattered it into pieces.

"Summon earth elemental life."

Beside the rock, Loren cast the summoning spell that mages routinely use to create cannon fodder. A wobbly, low-level earth elemental creature quickly formed from the stones on the ground. Just as Loren had expected, the slain stone did not respond to his summons.

"That's quite an interesting ability."

After observing various things from this special perspective for a while and confirming that it was being consumed, Loren withdrew from the view.

"As far as magic is concerned, it consumes a lot of magic. The more powerful the object being observed is, the more magic power is consumed. Fortunately, I am a dragon, a naturally high-magic creature that can withstand it."

Loren muttered to himself, but he was in a pretty good mood.

As a brand-new spell inspired by another world, once it's no longer important for my own combat, I'll definitely write it up as a paper and submit it to various journals in the Mage Kingdom to earn some research money.

The fact that the initial cost is so high means that the spell configuration is difficult and there are many areas for optimization. In other words, it can be used to write a lot of fluffy articles.

This is unlike Echo, a spell exclusive to psionicists; this spell clearly has practical combat capabilities.

Considering the actual situation in the world of Elron, there is definitely a market for learning this skill among high-level mages, since it is transformed from the divine authority from another world.

"But to really research this thing, I'll have to wait until I become a young dragon and reach the fourth-tier mage level. Anyway, it's not far off, since I have food and drink every day..."

With this thought in mind, Loren flew out of the Lava Heart arena, found a warm spot atop the skull of the Frostfire King, and lay down to sleep.

Morning arrived quickly, and the golden sunlight shone on the red dragon's dark red scales, giving them a unique metallic sheen.

The Emerald Leaf Zoo is not officially open to the public yet, but people are already waiting in front of the Heart of Lava exhibit.

Evans was impeccably dressed, followed by ten men wearing exaggerated masks and long robes that covered their entire bodies, who looked as if they might let out a sinister laugh at any moment.

Beside him, old druid Aaron, still sleepy-eyed, yawned and looked somewhat helpless.

He's been incredibly busy these days because of Little Red Dragon. He's been busy setting up a cannery, communicating with all sorts of people, making introductions, recruiting workers, and calming down the media storm caused by Loren. He's been so busy he barely has time to breathe.

I finally managed to get some sleep, but then Evans, this junior, dragged me out of bed. He wanted me to talk to the Red Dragon and help them come up with some roles for the new members of the Twilight City clown crew, preferably to perform with the Red Dragon and ride on his coattails.

Old Aaron knew perfectly well that the so-called "riding the wave" was just this little guy trying to help Little Red Dragon.

What if there are problems with public opinion?
Do some charity work or good deeds to cover it up.

Twilight City, and the mutants within it, have always been the recipients of charitable donations from many large corporations and celebrities. After all, there are indeed few victims in the entire Federation who are as innocent, pitiful, and righteous as they are.

They have lived in Twilight City, a place that constantly causes biological mutations, for generations, wearing protective clothing in order to prevent the influence of Twilight from expanding and affecting the surrounding area.

They are the most vulnerable of the vulnerable groups, and the most politically correct of the politically correct groups.

When they side with Little Red Dragon, it's all about caring for the vulnerable; it's not your place to say that.

"Are you really just going to wait here without waking him up? He seems to be sleeping quite soundly."

Old Aaron stared at the little red dragon above and muttered to himself, "This kid has been getting lazier and lazier lately. It's only morning and he's already put himself on this head."
"I think Mr. Loren's sleep is also very important. After all, dragons grow through dragon sleep, and perhaps Mr. Loren's inspiration comes from sleeping. Therefore, I dare not disturb him."

Evans explained, while old Aaron rolled his eyes at him, not even glancing at the dragon.

Little Red Dragon is clearly quick-witted; his characteristic is that he adapts to situations and uses whatever comes to mind.

A great artist? A compassionate and philanthropic writer, whose writing is as powerful as a dragon?

Don't try to make this old man laugh. You've obviously been fooled by the story this kid heard from somewhere. Otherwise, why would he entrust the rest to you?
Is it really because you're better suited to screenwriting?

It's obvious he's pushing away work to make his life easier!
Old Aaron shook his head, thinking that young people these days are indeed simple and honest. That's right, if they weren't simple and honest, they wouldn't be able to enter the druid profession. Not every druid is like him.

He thought for a moment, took out his spare key, opened the door to the Heart of Lava, and transformed into a eagle owl, flying towards the skull above.

If you don't want to be the bad guy, fine, I'll be the villain!
Old Aaron, in his eagle owl form, quickly landed in front of the little red dragon's massive body. Seeing that Loren was still unconscious, Old Aaron smiled with relief.

This means that the little red dragon is now in a very relaxed state, which is a good thing. It shows that he has truly integrated into the Emerald Leaf Zoo and really regards this place as his own territory, at least the Heart of Lava as his nest.

The five-colored dragons are known for their cunning and evil nature. Given the level of their spellcasters, the fact that they did not set up traps or spells, nor did they use common defensive magic such as protective barriers, indicates that they truly considered this place a safe and comfortable one.

Their Green Leaf Rare Animals Zoo can be proud of this.

"Loren, get up for a second. I need to talk to you about something. Hmm, it'll be good for you."

In his sleep, Loren seemed to hear the voice of the old druid Aaron. Upon hearing the words "good things," he immediately opened his eyes. In his dragon eyes, he saw the figure of an old human man, none other than old Aaron.

"What's so urgent that you've come all this way to see me? Has something happened at the cannery?"

Awakening from his sleep, Loren stretched his wings, twisted his body, and tilted his head in confusion. With Old Deng's abilities, this shouldn't be the case.

"Your size is growing really fast..."

Looking at Red Dragon's current physique, Old Aaron was somewhat moved. No wonder they say that a growing body needs to digest high-energy foods without eating. What kind of food could feed him to grow so big in such a short time?
"It's not me looking for you, it's that little guy Evans. The clowns from Twilight City have arrived and they hope you can give them some advice."

Old Aaron pointed to Evans waiting below and the group of people behind him who were bundled up tightly, and he felt a sense of anticipation.

I wonder what kind of solution Little Red Dragon will come up with for them this time?

(End of this chapter)