Life is tough, so Honglong resorts to performing?

Chapter 78: The Return of Peaceful Days?
The night grew deeper.

Having eaten his fill of various mushrooms and fruits, Loren returned to the Lava Heart arena.

The old man took him to a vegetarian buffet restaurant run by lizard people in the central district for a meal.

That place was decorated like an ancient cave or swamp. In addition to the usual food-collecting area, there were all sorts of strange fungi growing on the cold, damp walls, some of which were marked as poisonous and required professional handling.

Inside the restaurant, small pots and individual campfires are set up, and customers gather around the pots, drinking mushroom soup, eating fruit, and warming themselves by the campfire, experiencing the time when people in the pre-Federal era lived outdoors.

In the center of the restaurant, a huge fermentation vat is filled with what is said to be a uniquely flavored beverage made exclusively by the lizard people.

The old man said he could identify about twenty common plants out of dozens in the drink, and that the flavor was quite complex and unique, recommending that Loren try it.

But Loren remembered that Old Deng had tricked him into drinking engine oil before.

So he politely declined the dark green, bubbling liquid, which resembled a witch's potion.

The black dragons might like this thing, but the red dragons wouldn't.

Moreover, the dark and damp environment here makes the red dragon, who prefers heat and dryness, feel uncomfortable.

At least in terms of appetite, I wasn't that excited.

Moreover, this is a buffet, so Old Deng clearly didn't intend to spend a lot of money!

How insidious!

Even so, Loren still had a big meal.

They even tried quite a few of the strange and poisonous fungi on the wall, based on the old man's recommendations.

The taste was quite good, and there were no signs of villains appearing, after all, the person in charge of cooking and processing was a druid.

Identifying and processing a few mushrooms is far too easy for them.

Tomorrow seems to be a day without any plans.

Tomorrow is Tuesday. He will be going to work as usual and will not need to perform. He can simply lie on the skull of the Frostfire King and enter a deep meditative state to do nothing.

After all, according to the revised contract, he has a total of two performances a week, both on Saturdays and Sundays.

"Great! So tonight, I'll study hard, study all night, and tomorrow I'll recover through deep meditation!"

The newly received sum of over 60,000 yuan immediately made Loren's small wallet bulge again.

The miscellaneous materials he collected on the black market could help him quickly recover his mental state.

With nothing planned for tomorrow and the high-temperature environment provided by the Lava Heart stadium, tonight will be a peaceful evening for studying!
Loren settled inside the skull of the Frostfire King. After adjusting to an increasingly comfortable position, he turned on the magic crystal terminal, logged onto the online learning platform, and began to stay up all night.

At this moment, in the abyss, Howard, a near-legendary druid, realized a serious problem.

He was losing control of the team, as were the other Druid teams.

As more and more demons joined the operation he spearheaded, he, whose mimicry level was only at the intermediate legendary level, was no longer the strongest member of the team.

Several newly joined legendary demons, each a lord with their own troops, are even more insane and arrogant than him, claiming they will conquer Hell.

"Even if the real high-ranking demons are all on the front lines... the layout of the Nine Levels of Hell is not so easy to deal with."

Howard thought to himself.

It can only be said that a chaotic and evil mind is indeed like this.

"It's shortened again. It's only been thirty years since the last time demons were drawn from the Abyss to fill the front lines, and the number of legendary demons has already returned to what it was before the draw..."

"Previously, this density would take fifty years to recover. That godforsaken place in the wilderness has expanded again."

Howard was increasingly troubled, which meant he would have to go back and write a new report for the federal leadership to decide.

One of the key reasons why druids remain in the world is that they are responsible for organizing and observing the natural order of the world, and only when they do this can everyone trust them to do so.

"Hiss, if that's the case, does that mean the devils will have to fight a real bloodbath later on, the kind where they take the initiative to attack?"

Howard realized the problem.

If that's the case, then this bloody war has transformed from a personal feud between the druids and the devil into a major event involving the world.

He immediately sent a message in the group chat to begin investigating and compiling the number of legendary demons in each level of the abyss.

"The numbers are about the same as mine. The few that are less are usually teleported to less desirable planes..."

"Oh no, this is really going to be a bloody battle."

As Howard pondered this, he headed to the camp where the legendary demons were discussing tactics—well, actually, it was a place for them to brag to each other.

What kind of tactics could those confused demons possibly have?

Especially this group of newly promoted high-ranking demons who have advanced from the previous level to the legendary level in less than thirty years.

It's normal for them to be incredibly arrogant, brainless, or to have brains but not use them.

Let's try to delay the final offensive until tomorrow morning!

Howard muttered to himself, knowing that the military-grade Tier 4 magic crystal armor would at least keep him alive. With the armor on, he wasn't worried about the big battle.

But at least wait until he meets up with one or two druid companions!

He didn't want to entrust his back to a mentally ill demon during the battle!
The next day.

When Loren finished his studies, and the first rays of sunlight drifted through the skull of the Frostfire King, the lower abyss was already a chaotic battle of dog brains turning into human brains, and demons and devils were locked in a fierce struggle.

"What a wonderful day! Studying is great!"

Loren yawned softly and stretched, shaking off the immersion in studying that night.

To be precise, he still didn't feel sleepy at the moment, and he didn't need the supplementary items he had prepared.

As a mage, his mental strength was enough for him to study and work deeply for several days without sleep, but in the past, he simply couldn't afford the cost of such study.

"Since we don't have to perform today, why don't we just bring the meat from lunch? After eating it this morning, we can take a nap during our meditation today."

Loren thought to himself.

Sleep is a very important concept for living organisms.

Dragon sleep was one of the methods used by dragons to grow stronger in the past.

For Loren and others who are still growing, it's okay to indulge in not sleeping occasionally, but not sleeping every day is not an option.

"Let's go see what we're having for dinner today. We can't keep having lamb, can we?"

With that thought, Loren transformed into human form and left the Heart of the Furnace.

Inside the cafeteria, Morris and Aaron sat together, watching something through a magic crystal screen.

Loren leaned closer and saw that the sounds of battle were incessant, and the screen was filled with special effects, fireballs, lightning, and all kinds of spells. In front of him was a huge and sturdy military fortress. Although it was somewhat dilapidated, it was still solid and stable.

"What is this? A trailer for a new special effects blockbuster made by the devils?" Loren asked casually upon seeing this.

"No, it's the druids attacking the Nine Hells."

Aaron's expression was complicated. He really didn't expect that his seniors would not only fight, but also live stream their fight in a small group!
What if word gets out? What will become of their relationship with the devil...?

Oh, it was bad to begin with, and the devils will try to cover it up by saying it's malicious slander from the demons?

That's all right now.

"So they've started fighting already."

Loren was somewhat surprised.

Didn't they say yesterday that there would be a three-day preparation period, and now the fighting has started today?

And isn't it supposed to be Druids fighting demons? Why is the screen full of demons and where are the Druids?
"There's nothing we can do. Druids who have undergone mimicry transformation can't control demons. You can only say that this is what chaotic and evil beings are like."

Old Aaron glanced at the little red dragon and said with a half-smile.

"Tch, what's so great about you bunch of green-feared druids compared to us unholy faction druids?!"

Loren pursed his lips and quickly put the question out of his mind.

Just as he wasn't chaotic enough in the eyes of the chaotic evil being, Old Aaron wasn't a typical Green Terror being either, but rather a rather mild being.

If the Green Leaf Rare Animal Zoo taught Loren anything, it was to avoid always trying to understand or guess about others based on preconceived notions and preconceived notions.

In the Federation era, due to the loss of contact with the gods, the world's unpredictability far exceeded that of the past, leading to a more chaotic state.

Putting aside everything else, the Frost Dragon City, established in the northern part of the Federation by the wise men among the White Dragons, was already one of the Federation's top 100 cities a few decades ago.

Recently, there has even been a trend of it entering the top 50 cities in the federal government.

That city is said to have more white dragon descendants than normal people.

The Dragonblood Clan, composed of half-dragons, is the core ruling force there.

It is said that each of their half-dragon families has more than one true dragon brother or sister, and the two may even have a similar upbringing.

The story revolves around a half-dragon hybrid who grew up alongside his true dragon brothers and sisters who were then wild beasts.

As for how exactly he did it, Loren wasn't quite sure, nor did he intend to find out; such a mixed-race story seemed utterly ridiculous.

Anyway, even though the white dragons don't have dragon wives to manage them and are incredibly stupid, their living conditions are still much better than those of the red dragons.

As for the cancellation of subsidies and the expansion of biological groups, I personally think that they should be a factor.

After watching the live stream of the battle between demons and devils for a while, Loren looked away. The screen was too small to show the details of the battle; all he could see were spells flying around, which was not interesting at all.

He turned his attention to the chef and asked him what he wanted for breakfast.

"It's a stir-fry of beef and mutton. Eating mutton all the time gets boring, so I got some frozen beef from the cold storage. I cooked it with the mutton until it was falling off the bone, then cut it into small pieces, added spices, and stir-fried it together."

Giovanni introduced it with a grin.

"Oh, that must be delicious."

Loren smiled and complimented Giovanni, saying he had seen Giovanni's skills and they were indeed excellent.

"Can I bring the meat to Lava Heart this morning? Anyway, it's a day I don't have to perform today, and I don't think many people will come to see me anytime soon, right?"

Loren turned to Maurice and asked, and Maurice looked up with an apologetic expression.

"I think it's okay, mainly because I..."

"Don't say too much about apologizing; it won't make you feel good."

Loren smiled and interrupted Morris.

The recent online uproar has clearly affected this man who was just starting out full of vigor.

Because he values ​​it, he takes it to heart, so even the smallest mistake, even one that has been resolved, becomes heavy in the heart of this middle-aged man.

For him, this was undoubtedly a blow to the head, pouring cold water on his newly ignited passion.

But in Loren's eyes, the other party wasn't a professional, so it was normal for him not to know these trivial matters.

He also pointed out that Maurice should continue to orchestrate events so that he could earn an even larger share!
If his small frame were to collapse because of something so ridiculous, where would we go to seek justice?

After all, Morris wasn't a professional, so his physical abilities were just so-so.

A simple cold can knock him out.

"Okay, I'll be fine."

Meeting Loren's gaze, Maurice forced a smile, knowing this was not the time for sentimentality.

He then turned his attention back to the battle between hell and the abyss.

Even though he doesn't understand it, he can still have some fun watching it!

What's especially funny is that the person he's having fun with is the devil who tricked him before!

Loren took the cooked beef and lamb and stir-fry from Giovanni, and also took a large piece of marinated raw meat as lunch ingredients, which he temporarily stored in his storage items.

During this time, Giovanni also introduced him to some cooking methods that could be used based on the terrain and environment of the Lava Heart, such as wrapping meat chunks in volcanic ash and mud and then hanging them on the lava.

After exchanging ideas, Loren was greatly impressed by the culinary skills of this world and obtained some of the ingredients from them.

Afterwards, Loren took these things and flew away from this place.

He returned to the heart of the lava, and according to his thoughts, used magic to scoop up the molten lava, then spun and shaped it. With his wings flapping, a brand new container was formed.

Loren flew over the lava again, found a spot with just the right temperature, and casually cast a cutting spell, slicing a basalt pillar from the decorations inside the arena.

After inserting the stone pillar into the lava, applying protective and stabilizing spells, and ensuring the temperature at the location was suitable, Loren placed the previously prepared container on top of the basalt and secured it accordingly.

Finally, he cut the marinated beef into chunks and threw them in, waiting for time to cook it.

Having finished all this, Loren found a stable place to sit down, transformed into a dragon, and brought out the wok and stir-fried dishes he had taken from the cafeteria!

Let's start eating heartily! Eating tastes better in dragon form than in human form! Eating meat is better than eating vegetables!
Far from Greenleaf City, on a speeding Magic Crystal Train, a group of people knocked on the door of a private compartment.

"Hypocritical elder, if you don't want the entire carriage to be blown up, how about we talk first?"

"Oh huh?"

Inside the private room, the wood elf, who was using special means to watch the druid brothers and sisters battle the demons of the Nine Hells, raised his head, looked at the energy reaction outside the door, and couldn't help but sigh.

"I'm really a kind druid, why, why do you all always have to force me?"

(End of this chapter)