I became the slime toy of the evil dragon girl?

Chapter 108 Baby Dragon's Aesthetics

The twelve-meter-long gap in the west wall of Longling has now been temporarily blocked by a huge, dusty cement slab.

Ian lay beside the concrete slab, his tentacles gently tapping the surface. The sound was dull and solid, like striking a heavy rock.

Most of the cracks have been repaired, with only some small cracks remaining at the edges. Several goblins are applying cement grout mixed with sand to the cracks.

"Things created by the Mother of the Earth are truly sturdy!" Angry Horn stood to the side, slapping the concrete slab with his large, fan-like hands. "Last time, when those three berserk giant bears rammed into it, this wall barely even shook! If it hadn't been for that giant lizard's hard ramming into it, it wouldn't have collapsed at all!"

As Ian listened, the golden light within his body slowly circulated.

During the battle to defend against the demonic tide, these hastily constructed cement walls truly played a crucial role.

When the first wave of monsters rushed up, the minotaurs had almost no confidence in the wall that had been hastily erected in just a few hours, and were prepared to use their bodies to block the gap.

But those cement walls, though rough and unsightly, withstood the onslaught of the iron-backed wild boar. Even the armored rhinoceros, after scratching them with its horns for a long time, only managed to leave a few white marks.

Later, Qi Rui buried explosives at the base of the wall. The cement wall withstood the shockwave of the explosion, with only a few corners breaking off.

"Cement is one of the most basic things," Ian thought at the time, "but sometimes, the most basic things are the most reliable."

Magic may wear off, and magical energy may run out, but stone and cement will not.

As long as the structure is reasonable and the concrete is poured firmly enough, it can stand there indefinitely.

Of course, in the end, it was still smashed down by the seventh-tier lava lizard dragon.

That level of impact force would be too much for even the most expensive and time-consuming stone walls of human cities to withstand, let alone concrete walls.

But at least, it held on until the time came.

Ian picked up a piece of cement from the ground. Its surface was charred and cracked by the lava, but the core was still intact.

"It was probably ejected by the impact. Although it ultimately failed to withstand the force, judging from the impact it endured—its performance has exceeded expectations."

Ian rolled up the fragments, carefully scanning them with [Analysis] as he pondered.

The internal structure is relatively stable. The high-temperature burning only affected the surface layer, while the core cementitious body still maintains its strength.

If the wall thickness had been doubled, or the formula had been optimized—

I think we could get some better cement!

Not only can it withstand attacks from mid-level monsters, but it can also last longer against attacks from high-level monsters, and even—it has a certain resistance to magic attacks.

The simple workshop on the west side of Longling was filled with various raw materials.

Limestone, clay, plaster, volcanic ash—and a bunch of other miscellaneous mineral samples, all collected by the goblins from the surrounding area at Ian's request.

Ian lay sprawled in the center of the workbench, several sheets of parchment spread out in front of him, covered with various proportion formulas and structural sketches.

[Optimization Directions for First-Generation Cement Formulas]

Improving early-stage strength requires rapidly establishing a defensive line under the onslaught of the demonic tide.

Increase final strength—it should be able to withstand at least a head-on collision from a Tier 5 monster.

Enhance resistance to magical damage—building materials in the magical world must have some resistance to magic.

Improved durability. The climate in Longling is humid, with volcanic geothermal activity and a highly corrosive environment.

"The problem lies in the materials." Ian picked up a piece of limestone with his tentacles. "Ordinary limestone, after being calcined, has the following cementing properties—"

"Limited, requires the addition of active materials—volcanic ash is possible, but the quality of volcanic ash around Dragon Territory is generally poor. Perhaps we could try—"

He was building a molecular model in his mind—if slime had a brain—thinking about the optimal ratio for the calcium silicate hydration reaction and how to introduce minerals unique to other worlds to optimize the crystal structure.

"Little Ian~"

A cheerful sound came from the doorway.

Ian knew who it was without even turning around.

Baby dragon Vivian hopped in on her four short legs. Today, she had a crooked bow in her hair—Iris was probably dressing up as a "dragon Barbie doll" again.

Although Spider-Woman is now more interested in Ian's erotic art, she hasn't forgotten to dress up Vivian every time she comes over.

Her black scales gleamed brightly in the dim light of the workshop. She was still the size of a large dog, and when she sat on the ground, she could just look at the workbench at eye level.

"What are you doing?"

She leaned closer, her golden vertical pupils staring curiously at the scribbles on the parchment.

"Work," Ian said. "Optimizing the cement formula; we'll use this to rebuild Dragon Territory's fortifications later."

Vivian tilted her head and looked at it for a few seconds, then stretched out her little paw and pointed to a rather square rectangle drawn on the parchment: "Is this the house we're going to build?"

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"I guess so," Ian replied casually. "In the future, the entire Dragon Territory will be built with cement."

"Oh—ugly." Vivian stared at the rectangle for a long time, then wrinkled her little nose. "No! I don't want Dragon Territory to be so ugly!"

Ian: "—The outside can be painted a nice color."

"Then isn't that ugly inside!" Vivian retorted confidently. "I don't want that kind of two-faced thing!"

That makes so much sense! I'm speechless.

"What does a defensive fortification need to look good?" Ian tried to reason with them. "Sturdiness, durability, and the ability to stop monsters are the key points. Look at that cement slab on the west wall; it may be ugly, but it's useful—"

"It's ugly," Vivian interrupted him, scratching at the parchment with her paws. "I don't want the dragon's territory to turn gray and drab! It'll be hideous!"

Ian felt his gelatinous tissue tighten a bit.

Trying to explain pragmatism and aesthetics to a toddler with the mind of a four or five-year-old is like trying to teach calculus to a goblin.

We're just not on the same wavelength at all.

"So what do you want?" He decided to give up resisting.

"It has to be sparkly!" Vivian's eyes lit up. "It has to be colorful! It has to sparkle! Like a gemstone!"

"—That's a defensive fortification, not a jewelry store."

"I don't care!" Vivian started to whine, grabbing Ian's jelly-like body with her two front paws and shaking him. "It has to be sparkly! Otherwise, I won't let you work!"

Ian was completely disoriented, with golden light spots darting around.

I finally understand —

The curse of the abyss caused Vivian to age in reverse, but it also seemed to have maximized her willfulness and drive.

Unlike before, when he was too lazy to even move a few times.

"Okay, okay, sparkly it is then." Ian quickly surrendered. "Let me optimize the formula first, then I'll figure out how to make it sparkly, alright?"

Vivian stopped, tilted her head, and thought for a few seconds.

"How long will that take?"

"We'll see," Ian said. "If all goes well—"

"Right now!" Vivian started again. "Make it sparkle right now!"

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"It's not possible right now," Ian tried to reason. "I need to test the formula, check its strength, and adjust the process first—"

"I don't care!" Vivian plopped down on the floor, pouting. "You'd better play with me now! Work isn't fun at all!"