You, a dragon, are farming in hell

"Lord Distin, how much longer do I have to soak?"

"When the color of the tranquilizer drops, you'll be able to leave."

"Oh." Sophia's gaze fell on the dragon scales of the Destin dragon's body. The bluish-purple scales had a touch of crimson, was it because they had absorbed the blood-red lightning?

The dragon scales on Lord Distin's body... didn't seem to be cracked, and there were no charred holes on his body. Even the violent power of lightning couldn't harm Lord Distin?

"Lord Distin, what is it like to cultivate in a thunderstorm?"

"What? You want to cultivate using the power of lightning?"

"No, no, no! I didn't mean that!"

Sophia waved her hands repeatedly, saying she wouldn't even dare to think about cultivating with the power of lightning.

Just one glance at the terrifying and hideous alien corpse was enough to terrify her so much that she almost couldn't even remain a ghost.

If she were to cultivate with the power of thunder, she would likely be reduced to ashes if struck by a bolt of blood-red lightning.

Diding's vertical pupils revealed a thoughtful expression. It seemed unlikely that he could get Sophia, that timid brat, to cultivate on her own initiative.

You can tell from this kid's eyes that she has no ambition and no interest in becoming stronger.

This doesn't work.

Living in hell, you can live without ambition, but you cannot live without the ability to protect yourself.

It seems we're forced to equip this brat with some means of self-defense.

"Give it a try."

"Wh...what?"

Sophia stared wide-eyed, completely bewildered. What was Lord Destin, the dragon, asking her to experience?

Just as she was about to ask, she saw the dragon Distin place a dragon finger above the mouth of the bottle, and a bad premonition rose from the bottom of her heart.

Sophia thought of the scene of Didin purifying the piglets, calves, and chicks. Did Didin really want her to experience being struck by lightning?

She panicked, hurriedly stood up, and waved her hands repeatedly, "No, no, no... I don't want to..."

A purplish-red arc of electricity, thinner than a chopstick, flashed from Distin's fingertip and landed on Sophia.

Sophia stood frozen in place, then convulsed and slowly collapsed into the soothing liquid.

Upon seeing this, Diding scratched his chin with his dragon claw; this brat had absolutely no resistance to lightning.

The solidified soul had become somewhat transparent again, but that wasn't a big problem. The soul-soothing liquid he had prepared would allow the brat's soul to recover quickly.

No rush, take your time. The more times you get struck by lightning, the more resistant you'll naturally become.

This method of cultivation is not suitable for widespread adoption because not all ghosts struck by lightning are able to repair their damaged souls in time.

The Soul-Soothing Liquid isn't something any ghost or monster can just produce.

If he dared to strike Sophia with lightning, he could guarantee that Sophia's soul would not be damaged as a result.

Judging from the color of the tranquilizer in the bottle, it can still strike that brat Sophia twice with lightning bolts thinner than chopsticks.

Even if you pour the tranquilizer into her, you don't have to worry about Sophia drowning.

As the lightning's paralysis wore off, Sophia shakily poked her head out of the tranquilizer. The dragon Didin was too ruthless; he had actually struck her with lightning...

She only wanted to steal some dragon dung; she had no intention of spending her whole life in hell, nor did she have any desire to become stronger there.

"Twice more, and you'll be able to absorb all the tranquilizing liquid in the bottle."

"Huh? Wh...what, two more times?" Sophia had barely finished speaking when she saw the dragon finger above the bottle's mouth flash with purplish-red arcs of electricity again. "I'm done! I feel my soul is more solid than ever before! Lord Distin, please let me out, I want to go and cultivate the wasteland for you!"

Sophia shouted as she moved her soul body, searching for a hiding place.

"Well, you can dodge it. If you can dodge it, then you don't need to experience it."

Along with Destin's words came a bolt of crimson lightning, and Sophia convulsed as she fell into the soothing liquid.

A dozen minutes later, Sophia cried out in the bottle and then fell into the soothing liquid inside.

Seeing that the color of the tranquilizer in the bottle had turned lighter, Destin tilted the bottle over.

Sophia, her limbs twitching, slowly crawled towards the bottle's opening. She was terrified... terrified that the dragon Diding would strike her with lightning again...

After crawling out of the bottle, Sophia slowly crawled towards the entrance of the dragon's lair. The rain outside had stopped, and she wanted to see if the skeletons and zombies would crawl out from underground.

"Why are you running? I'm not going to chop you up."

Diding used his two dragon fingers to pinch Sophia's soul and lifted her off the ground.

Sofia was like a turtle whose shell had been grabbed, flailing and kicking her arms and legs wildly in the air.

"No... I didn't run away. The rain has stopped. I want to go outside and see if any skeletons or zombies are crawling out of the ground."

"I'll take you to see it."

Diding walked to the entrance of the dragon's den, flapped his wings and carried Sophia away from the den. He surveyed the territory from above to make sure nothing strange was crawling out from under the territory before leaving with Sophia.

Sophia lay on the dragon's claw, scanning the crimson earth below. She saw skeletons and zombies walking on the ground.

They also saw strong skeletons chasing weaker skeletons, trying to devour the weaker skeletons' soul fire.

I also saw a skeleton crawl out of the ground, wandering aimlessly on the surface, before being entangled by blood-red vines and dragged back underground...

Hell is too dangerous...

The dragon Diding even took her for a walk over the territory of the lich Bryan, where she saw the lich Bryan appear on the Bone Tower.

The Lich King Brann did not attack the dragon Distin.

Back in his territory, the dragon Diding went to see the apple saplings that had been planted before the rain.

Sophia waved the round-headed shovel around in front of Distin a couple of times before walking toward the mountain of dragon dung.

Reaching the dragon dung heap, she found a corner where Distin couldn't see her, and with trembling hands, took a burlap sack from her soul ring.

Sofia was terribly panicked...

My hands kept shaking.

"Stop shaking, it's just... just... stealing some dragon dung..."

Chapter 20 I've already stolen all the dragon dung, and you want me to go back to the capital?

Sofia patted her trembling right hand with her left. Was it still the princess's hand?

Why are you shaking your head when you're stealing dragon dung?

It's not like we stole the gold and jewels from the dragon Destin, or the magical potions or ancient books from the dragon's lair.

Her right hand is better now, it doesn't shake as badly as before, but her legs are shaking again.

Sofia was furious; she hadn't expected herself to be so pathetic.

Don't panic, don't be afraid. She's not stealing dragon dung; she wants to put it in a bag, store it in her soul ring, and use it as fertilizer.

Sofia tried to hypnotize herself, silently repeating the words several times in her mind, before she felt less panicked than before.

Her hands stopped shaking, but now there's a problem: who will hold the sack up for her?

Looking around, all the skeletons were clearing land, and she was the only ghost nearby.

There was no other way but to shovel dragon dung with one hand and hold up a sack with the other.

Sofia got to work, shoveling half a shovelful of dragon dung into a sack. Occasionally, some dung would fall to the ground, but she didn't have time to clean it up, as she was too busy stealing it.

As she shoveled dragon dung more and more often, her movements became more and more skilled. In order not to arouse the suspicion of the dragon Diding, she would fill a half-bag with dragon dung and then stroll out from behind the pile of dung to make a brief appearance.

Look what the dragon Destin is doing.

Seeing that the dragon Diding wasn't paying attention to them, she went back to her original spot and continued shoveling dragon dung.

Even when my arms ached, I didn't dare stop.

He filled the bag and put it into his soul ring.

Take out another bag, keep shoveling, shovel for a while, then go outside to check in, come back and continue shoveling...

She filled the second sack and put it into her soul ring. Instead of taking the third sack, she pushed the small cart next to her over and started shoveling dragon dung onto it.

Sophia filled the cart with dragon dung, put the round-headed shovel into her soul ring, and pushed the cart full of dragon dung to deliver the dung to the skeletons clearing the wasteland.

She can't just keep bubbling around; she also needs to make sure the dragon, Destin, sees her working.

The cart was a bit too heavy with dragon dung, so Sophia moved it little by little.

She hadn't even pushed it ten meters before she decided to find a skeleton to help her push it.

Hmm... I still need to be a minor official, otherwise I won't be able to command these skeletons of the dragon Diding.

Sophia put down the stroller, and before she could take more than a few steps, she saw her soul glowing. This meant... she was about to return to the human world...

Sophia turned into a speck of light and disappeared from hell.

While observing the apple tree saplings, Diding glanced at the spot where Sophia had disappeared and narrowed his vertical pupils.

This is the third time I've summoned that brat Sophia.

The blonde, heterochromatic-eyed girl in the human world who secretly summoned his skeleton soldiers has stopped summoning them and has started frequently summoning that brat Sophia...

It seems that when Sophia returns, she'll have to make her tell that blonde girl with heterochromia the next time she's summoned up that she's not a combat-type evil spirit.

That blonde girl with heterochromia probably wouldn't treat Sophia, that brat, as a combat-type evil spirit.

She didn't look like a powerful evil spirit.

Pulling his scattered thoughts back to the apple sapling, Destin's gaze returned to it. The sapling was currently fine; he would check on it again in a while.

Diding flapped his wings and flew back to the dragon's lair. He took out the tree root used to cultivate the seeds and placed it on a protruding stone slab. Then he went to the place where glass bottles and jars were placed and picked up a bottle containing a potion that emitted a faint white light.

To improve the survival rate of these seeds, some nutrient solution needs to be added.

While Destin was cultivating the seed in Hell, Sophia in the human world suddenly opened her eyes, took a deep breath of fresh air, and raised her hand to shield her eyes from the somewhat glaring light.

"Your Highness, you're awake. Do you recognize me?"

Anna stood by Sophia's bedside all night. When Sophia woke up, she asked her a question that Sophia found strange.

"Why are you suddenly asking me who you are?" Sophia asked, puzzled. "Are you feeling alright, Anna?"

Sofia braced herself with her arms, a look of worry in her red eyes.

"No." Anna breathed a sigh of relief when Sophia called her name. She was afraid that what had returned from the 'dream world' was not Princess Sophia herself, but a 'monster' from the dream world.

Such terrifying and bizarre events are not impossible to discover.

As a knight, she had heard many strange stories.

For example, some people wake up the next day feeling like completely different people after a good night's sleep.

There are also people who make a pact with the devil. Once the devil fulfills that person's wish, it will take over that person's body and live in the human world using that person's body.

After Princess Sophia falls asleep, she enters an unknown dream world. If Princess Sophia fails to wake up one day, it means that she has become lost in the dream world.

Another possibility that frightens her is that the Princess Sophia she wakes up one morning will not be the Princess Sophia she knows.

It was precisely because she feared this kind of thing would happen that she wanted to persuade Sophia to give up the throne and return to the capital.

She had that thought, but Princess Sophia did not.

Anna sighed inwardly.

"And you, Your Highness? Are you feeling unwell anywhere?"

"My arm feels uncomfortable, it's sore."

"What's wrong?!" Anna immediately became tense. "Did the monster from the dream world hurt you?"

Sofia shook her head: "I shoveled two sacks of dragon dung by myself, I'm exhausted."

"?!"

One person shoveled two sacks of dragon dung?!

That wretched dragon in my dream!

They actually made the third princess of the Kingdom of Roland shovel dragon dung!

"Your Highness, let's return to the capital. This throne is not..."