Life is tough, so Honglong resorts to performing?

Chapter 127 Farce
After giving the newcomers some basic guidance—or rather, offering them some misleading advice—Loren, feeling he had nothing else to do, prepared to fly back for a nice nap.

During this period of physical growth, getting enough sleep is very important.

Are you going out tomorrow?

Old Aaron called out to Loren, who was about to leave, and asked.

Aaron vaguely remembers that Little Red Dragon used to have a habit of taking leave in advance on Wednesdays. Although he didn't take leave last week, it was because he was preparing for an album shoot.

"Um……"

After a moment of surprise, Loren finally remembered something.

If they don't go tomorrow, it seems that I, as the leader, haven't been to the magic crystal mine in the buffer zone for two weeks.

As for my digestion, starting next week, I'll probably have to go back to consuming magic crystals.

So it seems we'll have to go to the buffer zone...

But in my current state, how can I get to the buffer zone? I won't lose much by transforming for a short time, right?
Loren pondered to himself.

"Looks like I'll have to go out then. Here, take this."

Old Aaron laughed when he saw Little Red Dragon's hesitant back and tossed something to him.

Loren turned his head and gently took the badge with his dragon claw. It was a badge made of oak, with gems inlaid on it shimmering with the fluctuations of natural magic.

"A friendly certification from the Druid Association. With this, you can temporarily fly and become invisible in the city. Most city regulators, including the drow who have just joined Greenleaf City to fight terrorism, will give you face."

Old Aaron explained,

"However, this is only temporary. It will be useless after this counter-terrorism period. During this time, you should behave yourself and not do anything too outrageous. After all, no one knows how things will ultimately develop when drow elves are sent to fight terrorism and anti-clerical elements are involved."

"Thanks, this is very useful."

Loren nodded his thanks and flew toward the Heart of Lava.

Old Aaron stood below, watching the little red dragon's departing figure. He shrugged, then reached out and rubbed his forehead. There had been too many things happening lately, all intertwined. It was truly terrible, a complete mess.

At times, he had to admire the imagination of the leaders of Greenleaf City.

They're really good at causing trouble; is this something a human being could do?
Giving these lunatics, who just clashed with the Transcendentalists, the pretext of counter-terrorism, and even having them operate alongside the Greenleaf City Security Committee, isn't this a blatant accusation that the Greenleaf City Security Committee is incompetent?

In this joint enforcement action, both sides are probably holding back their anger.

With this back-and-forth competition, wouldn't the entire city of Cuiye be thrown into complete chaos?
The family really needs to hire a master strategist to come up with this idea.

Oh, and we should also count the wave our little red dragon has created on the Magic Crystal Network.

The thought of this gave Aaron a headache, and putting the two things together made the problem even bigger.

The assassination incident from a while ago hasn't even ended, and now this big commotion has happened in Cuiye City. So, any tourists who come to Cuiye City during this period must either be brave or brainless.

There are probably quite a few people having fun, and likely quite a few extremists as well, enough for both Zhuoer and the City Safety Committee to arrest...

Well, these two things actually make a surprisingly good combination.

Among those who oppose the Little Red Dragon, there are definitely a number of shallow believers among the Transcendent Ones; we might even uncover some unexpected gains.

Old Aaron thought for a while and then stopped worrying about such important city matters. After all, even if the sky were to fall, it wouldn't be his place to shoulder the burden of a dying old man like him, right?

He took the hand of the little girl who wanted to perform acrobatics on Loren, intending to take her to the cafeteria for breakfast first, and then find one of the shareholders of the canned food workshop, who was also the little girl's future mentor, the halfling thief, to introduce her to him as his apprentice.

His druid companions there had informed him of this group's arrival beforehand.

This little girl possesses extraordinary agility and perception; she's a promising candidate for a superhuman. Hopefully, her talent won't be wasted here.

"There's still a ton of work to be done at the cannery... I'm getting on in years, really."

Old Aaron muttered to himself, shook his head, and walked away.

Evans gazed at his remaining mutant brethren, took a deep breath, and spoke.
"Put your clothes on first so you don't catch a cold. After all, Mr. Spark has already gone back. Let's go back to the children's theater first. I'll customize a script for you as you mentioned before, and then ask Mr. Spark to make adjustments for us."

"Thank you, Your Excellency."

Upon hearing this, everyone put on the black robes they had previously found somewhat repulsive and followed Evans away.

The venue returned to its tranquility that morning, until time passed and the day of the park's opening drew near...

Things are very different now than they used to be.

Before the zoo opened that day, an unusually long queue had formed at the entrance.

Judging from their attire, it's quite obvious they're not locals from Cuiye City, since it's Tuesday and most locals are at work.

As the park opened, the gates opened, and groups of tourists, either following the navigation on the Magic Crystal website or with local guides they had hired in advance, rushed towards the destination that had recently become very popular on the Magic Crystal website.

That red dragon, that young red dragon that caused such a huge controversy.

Less than half an hour after the park opened that day, the entrance to Loren's Lava Heart was already packed with people.

Various filming and live streaming equipment were all aimed at him, with all sorts of long lenses and short lenses. On major live streaming platforms, one after another, live streams directly targeting the Red Dragon appeared, and they all had pretty good popularity, attracting large numbers of viewers.

"First."

"I'm coming."

"It's starting already, no wonder he's the current top star..."

Various comments and bullet screen messages began to appear, demonstrating the sheer size of this traffic.

Traffic means wealth, and since ancient times, money has been a powerful motivator.

Taking advantage of this moment, some people started to sensationalize and hype up the topic, making loud noises, arguing, and various flashes of light began to go off continuously.

This not only disturbed Loren's peaceful sleep above, but also aroused the dissatisfaction of the druid apprentices who were maintaining order.

Even if Mr. Spark is an intelligent species and not a true animal, he shouldn't be disturbed like this. What if other protected animals were harmed because of this kind of attention?
"Quiet, everyone, please be quiet!"

The druid apprentices who came nearby to maintain the atmosphere tried their best to talk, but to no avail.

There are just too many people, especially those guys who dare to come to Greenleaf City to ride the wave of popularity during this time. They may not have much else to offer, but they certainly have a lot of guts.

After all, just last week or so, a vicious assassination occurred in Greenleaf City, and the bloody words that everyone must die were still shocking.

"Roar!"

One of the apprentices, provoked and somewhat annoyed, immediately took a few steps back, transformed into a giant bear, and roared to the sky.

But this move did not scare the group of people, and he instantly became the new target of a bunch of people who wanted to ride his coattails.

In this day and age, ordinary people don't have much fear of extraordinary individuals. The Federation's military system is too deeply ingrained in people's minds. If you hurt me, you have to pay compensation. Especially in situations like this, when there are many of them, the law has never punished the masses.

"Let's get started, everyone. If we really have to lose money, I'll cover it."

Evans, who was originally at the children's theater, rushed over and spoke decisively in the internal voice communication.

Behind him followed a flock of birds.

The druid apprentices, feeling as if they had been granted a pardon, quickly established communication with the birds in the sky. Following Evans's instructions and arrangements, they precisely threw clumps of bird droppings down at the camera lens with its flash.

Some of the more intelligent birds, such as ravens, even picked up stones and threw them to help.

For a moment, everyone at the scene was on edge, no one wanted their expensive recording equipment to be stained and corroded by bird droppings, not to mention the occasional falling stones.

The farce was dispelled in this absurd atmosphere.

Meanwhile, some viewers in the live stream were laughing so hard they were doubled over, while others, who had come to stir up trouble, began to attack the Green Leaf Rare Animal Zoo.

"Isn't this a bit too much for the Green Leaf Rare Animals Zoo? I was enjoying watching it when suddenly the screen went black."

"Indeed, they didn't do anything, so isn't this a bit extreme?"

"Extremist? You came to the druids' territory to do this kind of thing, you're lucky they didn't kill you. These apprentices have good manners..."

Various chatter and banter filled the live streams, with people trying to generate buzz.

Meanwhile, in the distance, someone had set up professional equipment and used multiple cameras to record the entire farce, preparing to edit it into a large video later.

"This time it was worth it. The details of these guys are enough for me to write three installments of my idiot's observation log."

Lyra laughed. Knowing last night that the little red dragon would be performing today, she knew there would be plenty of fun to be had. Taking advantage of her business partnership with Morris, she had eaten early at the zoo's cafeteria and then set up her camera here, waiting for the fun to begin.

As expected, there were many fools today, and the Green Leaf Rare Animal Zoo's response was quite ruthless.

Releasing a bunch of birds out to poop—it's amazing how these druids could come up with such an idea.

The farce below was naturally witnessed by the red dragon above, who had been awakened by the noise. When the flock of birds began their bird droppings attack, Loren had to admit that he couldn't help but laugh out loud.

As expected of a druid and his animal companions, this move is truly ingenious and natural.

Awakened, Loren stopped trying to sleep and began meditating to organize his magic, while also practicing the life-destroying skill he had inherited from Yin.

"If the skill 'Wait' has been transcoded into this form, then it shouldn't be called 'Extinction,' right?"

Loren suddenly realized something. This skill no longer has any offensive power; it has been transformed into the ability to observe weaknesses!
"We can't just call it Mystic Eyes of Death Perception based on its characteristics, it feels like copyright infringement."

Loren thought about it and decided to give this skill a new name. Considering that this skill came from Miss Sound of the Zhenyin tribe and was an observation skill, he named it Zhencha.

Forget it, puns are punishable by a fine...

"Hmm, let's just call it Seeking Death. It's about finding traces of death. Before it was called Annihilation of Life, now it's called Seeking Death. It's not too bad."

Loren thought for a moment and decided to do it this way. As long as the spell works, that's fine.

Loren thought that once he became proficient enough with this spell, he should be able to construct its basic node diagram by following his intuition. With the basic node diagram and configuration, he could then use this spell to write a paper and make money.

But that's all for later. Right now, this thing is one of my trump cards. Although it doesn't have any offensive power, this kind of behavior of targeting weaknesses is obviously the work of an assassin. What does it have to do with a warrior-mage red dragon like me, right?

With these thoughts in mind, Loren began to practice the spells again and again, following the feeling the orb of light had given him.

After being bombarded with bird droppings, the group of tourists below finally began to seriously abide by the rules of the Green Leaf Rare Animal Park. After all, who knows what kind of animals might escape from the park due to some accident and cause them any harm.

Yes, it was an accident.

When they arrived at the treehouse with their negative reviews and complaints, this is how the half-elf inside, wearing oak earrings, explained it to them.

Unfortunately, the birds flew out because the door to the bird exhibit wasn't closed properly. One of the druid apprentices couldn't manage so many birds and could only try to shoo them to the area with the most druid apprentices.

As for why these birds poop, it's because the flashes from your cameras and the noise you're making have stressed them out...

This was definitely not something we instructed. After all, birds eat and excrete directly. Even if we wanted to instruct them, we would have to feed these birds beforehand. As a zoo, would we spend half a day preparing just to mess up your filming equipment?
We're very busy with work, okay...

The main reason for this unfortunate accident was that some visitors did not follow the rules of the Green Leaf Zoo, which ultimately led to this accident.

We are deeply sorry for this, but there is nothing we can do except remind everyone to abide by the zoo's rules...

This somewhat sarcastic reply naturally provoked dissatisfaction among some people, who began arguing with the half-elf in the treehouse.

Faced with these arguments, she calmly retorted, trying to make herself sound right while being sarcastic enough to keep these guys there.

What a joke! I was banished to this position because the other apprentices couldn't stand my sharp tongue.

Finally, this day has come. So many of my colleagues have been bullied by you guys because they don't know how to argue. My mouth can finally be put to use. One against a group, do you think I'll let you go?

What if you go and harm other protected animals?
As a druid apprentice, although she didn't particularly like the red dragon that had disrupted the tranquility of the Emerald Leaf Zoo, she was also well aware of the significant revenue it brought to the zoo and its indispensable role in the establishment of a new system by the higher-ups.

How could we fall to you guys? Do you know that we Druids are one of the most united professional groups?

(End of this chapter)