Life is tough, so Honglong resorts to performing?

Chapter 129 Reactions from all parties
"Have you detected their observation signal? They should still be within Greenleaf City, not yet in the wilderness, right?"

In a building far from the Jade Leaf Rare Animal Park, the captain's voice rang out from the scene.

"Of course, no problem. Every observation can be counter-observed. What computing power does he have to support what computing power we have to support?"

"In today's comprehensive city battles, those who lack information technology capabilities won't even know how they died."

The observer operated the complex instruments in his hands and the screen in front of him filled with data, searching for the source and location of the signal.

"Coordinates locked, in the sewers of the seventh block. How about a go?"

"Of course not. High-energy spell reactions would damage the city's geological structure, and then we'd have to repair roads, rebuild houses, and compensate the people. What if the road administration asks us for money?"

The chat room was filled with laughter and cheerful conversation.

Even if their individual opponents are far stronger than them, this is Greenleaf City, and they represent the regional military.

Their powerful system support capabilities mean that they are not competitors on the same platform as their opponents.

Behind me is a city defense system that countless generations of clever people in the Federation have racked their brains to create over five hundred years. What's behind you? A bunch of heretics who have betrayed the sacred covenant?
"The enemy has started moving rapidly. Damn it, they must have reacted instinctively as high-level experts, even though I designed four or more layers of sensory shielding..."

"Is this level of sensory acuity comparable to a regular advanced legendary level? Cultists of this caliber should have all been targeted and attacked. Did they only recently break through...?"

"Trajectory prediction... The other party is advancing towards the third sewage main channel."

"Activate the static force field generator, covering the area from B7 to C12, and set the intensity to stagnation to avoid overload."

"Received. Force field is being generated. Target speed is decreasing, but still breaking through."

"Warning: The target appears to have detected the precise location of the force field generator node and is evading the core influence zone!"

"The perception of a high-level legend is indeed legendary. Activate the second plan: load the Mirror Corridor spell module to confuse its spatial perception."

"The mirror corridor has been deployed. The target hesitated briefly and is recalibrating its direction."

"Damn, he adapted too fast."

"Given the current speed of urban ley line manipulation, there's a high probability that we won't have enough time to trap him in another dimension and force him into a final battle."

"What if he escapes to the wilderness..."

"Let him go for now, report to the Federation, and wait for Lord Charles to return."

"High-level Legendary is still a hurdle, and our main goal is to protect the city itself. Anyway, this guy is pretty much following the rules."

"All right……"

As the leader of the team, Captain Lacey quickly made a decision. The previously cheerful atmosphere in the command center turned serious.

In urban counter-terrorism defense, the mobility and perception capabilities of high-level experts are always a formidable opponent.

According to the battle manual, when the opponent has legendary-level combat power, it is necessary to call for support from a military armed squad with near-legendary status.

However, if the opponent possesses high-level legendary combat power, then at least three other equally powerful individuals armed with military-grade weapons would be needed.

Taking down the opponent with minimal losses is the core of city defense.

Even though that guy has only demonstrated advanced legendary-level perception so far, if he were to push any powerful individual who might possess advanced legendary-level abilities to the brink of despair in the city, the damage he would cause would be unimaginable.

The correct way to deal with these guys is to use equally high-level experts and military-grade magic crystal weaponry.

"Relax. At least we drove him out. A group of third and fourth-tier beings drove out a high-level legend and protected the city from his harm. That's already quite an achievement."

The captain tried to comfort everyone, but didn't get a satisfactory response.

As elite local troops selected through rigorous processes and subjected to the most systematic combat training, such an act of expulsion might have been something to boast about a few hundred years ago, but it's simply unacceptable in the Federation today.

Only capturing an enemy alive can be boasted about as a war achievement and written about in detail; killing an enemy can only barely get a few words in federal news reports, and if the enemy escapes during a battle...

All the damage to the city during this period will have to be paid for by both the city safety committee and the patrol office.

If there's any more wrangling, and all sorts of scalpers and bloodsuckers come along, the money spent will be astronomical...

Police stations in many cities have been exposed for first purchasing properties in cheap locations, then accidentally damaging them during operations against criminal organizations such as cultists, leaving behind a large number of damaged valuables, and then collecting huge compensation fees...

If they launch a major offensive today, they might be suspected of taking money from the affected areas. Then it'll be the classic scenario: the demolition is happening right next to my neighbor's house, but just not mine—that's how much resentment there is, and people will report them...

As a city's defense system, the core is not to protect the people, but to make them feel protected.

At the very least, their property must be protected; we absolutely cannot allow our neighbors to suddenly become rich and powerful.

Yes, it is like that.

Moreover, it's uncertain whether the other side was driven out by our group or chose to temporarily back down due to the military threat from the powerful figures at the top of the Federation.

"Take the collected materials back first, and install the latest surveillance equipment here. Since the other party showed up at the Green Leaf Rare Animal Zoo, there must be something he wants here."

"Should we question the staff or the person who found it? According to the analysis of online public opinion, the red dragon at the Green Leaf Rare Animal Park is most likely one of their targets."

"The Transcendent Ones do not dislike dragons, especially the five-colored dragon race that does not actively build social hierarchies."

"No, not for now. Let's just go through the process and ask again."

……

"Name?"

"Loren Gerlis Izak".

"Race?"

"The five-colored dragon species, the red dragon."

"gender?"

"male."

"age?"

"twenty."

"With your physique, you're twenty years old?"

……

Before the zoo closed in the afternoon, after most of the visitors had left, each of the two groups sent one person to form an interrogation team to begin a brief questioning of the red dragon.

"As for physical condition, I'm a reserve member of the Elemental Light Project on the military network, so my current physique is normal, right?"

Loren tilted his head, but instead of explaining directly, he revealed his identity.

"Oh, so you're one of us. That makes sense."

The person asking the question nodded knowingly and didn't ask any more questions.

Who knows what kind of secret experiment this red dragon participated in to grow so fast? What if asking too many questions leads to classified information?
"How were you able to sense it in advance? Never mind, I won't ask. This should be classified, right?" The man glanced at the compiled report materials in his hand and gave Loren a look that said, "I understand."

……

Fine, if you say it's classified, then it's classified. But this kind of extraterritorial authority and knowledge might actually pose a danger or cause contamination, and it's not certain that it will be classified as classified material by the federal government.

Loren thought to himself, somewhat speechless.

Giant races, which are also superior races like the dragons and have similar physical advantages, have not ventured out of the Magic Crystal Heart system within the Federation like the dragons have. There must be some reason for this.

It's not just because dragons have their own racial reserves in the war zone.

"Have you ever had any contact with the heretical sect's instantaneous followers?"

The questioner asked casually, while Loren pondered the appropriate level of his response.

"When I first came to Greenleaf City, I offended a half-elf inspector from the Central District. It was later revealed that she was the leader of the Blinkers' Central District team. Does that count as a connection?"

Loren spoke hesitantly.

This news must have been published in the newspaper by the mixed-race member of the Ye Ying family whom I met that day, and I just happened to see it.

Another patrol officer who came to register his information immediately turned pale.

Don't talk about these things in front of your colleagues, especially those in other departments...

"I suppose so. Could you tell me more about your past?"

So Loren embellished the story, recounting how he subdued several petty thieves and was then suspected by them of being involved in the major case the next day.

The city safety committee members were trying to suppress their laughter, while the patrol officers' faces grew increasingly dark with each word.

"Okay, okay, stop talking, that's enough."

Finally, the questioning ended amidst laughter and cheerful conversation, and the group packed up their things and left.

At this moment, in the buffer zone on the outskirts of Emerald Leaf City, the regional bishop with his white dog took a deep look at the city before him, and then his figure disappeared with the wind.

……

At night, Loren dwells in the heart of the lava, reflecting on the day's experiences and events, pondering the impact of this incident and its aftermath.

Why did the other person suddenly appear? Was it just to take a look at me?

Why would he engage in such provocation, letting people know of his arrival in advance?

Doesn't he realize that this kind of thing will definitely attract attention?

Especially during this time period?
"Is it a feint, a scheme to hide something in the dark, or something else entirely?"

Loren listed all the possible actions HP might have taken and then began to eliminate them step by step, or rather, to look for flaws and inconsistencies in the incident.

He made a list of possible actions of the other party based on the degree of lack of conditions, and recorded in his mind those temporarily lacking conditions as possibilities for the subsequent occurrence of the event, and thought about and planned what he could do when the time came.

"Let's hope the druids' support arrives soon. After all, this is one of the druid centers in the surrounding area."

Loren muttered to himself.

So, what is our dear supporter, the legendary druid Charles, doing right now?

"Fighting is fun!"

On the battlefield of bloody battle, Charles, transformed into the Balrog, wielded the decapitation sword and charged into the fray alone, beheading the legendary demon who was in command. He roared in fury, eliciting cheers from the surrounding demons.

A crimson aura from the abyss enveloped his armored body, continuously charging his magic crystal armor and pushing this fiery demon transformation to an even higher level.

With an even larger size and a more dazzling crimson decapitation sword, if Charles is truly a demon, his bravery and madness in this half-day would be enough to allow him, with the blessing of the abyss, to reach a higher level.

But the problem is, he's a legendary Wood Elf Druid!

"And who cares? I have my own ancestral property, okay? Hurry up and give me access to the door, and let me out of here!"

Charles screamed wildly in his heart.

Although I knew the Abyss Bloodbath would be crazy, I didn't expect that after so many years without it, the Abyss would go crazy like this.

If he wants to leave, he must at least break through the demon army's formation one more time and complete a decapitation strike.

Is this something a wood elf can do? There are already higher-level demons eyeing them over there.

Although his identity has not yet been exposed, if he were to draw attention to himself again, he would probably be subjected to a saturation attack by the devils.

If we can't charge in and behead them, then we have to wait until both sides have died a certain number of times on the first floor, so that the abyss can get its initial satisfaction.

"For now, things are going well at home, and the bishop is still behaving himself."

Charles muttered to himself as he plunged back into the next round of bloody battle.

……

Loren was unaware that the supporters from the Druid Guild were currently fighting for their lives in the abyss. As a red dragon, he was still not used to relying on others for his survival.

Loren opened the online course page on the Magic Crystal Terminal and entered the corresponding key.

The illusory figure of a female red dragon appeared before him, and Cassilia cast an expression of great interest at the little creature in front of her.

"Looks like you're in trouble?"

"Yes, I need to learn some downgraded versions of military spells to save my life, such as the invisibility spell you mentioned before. Also, I need a sufficient discount. I won't become your apprentice for now, but if I really need a mentor, you will definitely be the first choice."

"You wouldn't want me to die in an accident, would you, Miss Casilla?"

Loren stared at the phantom before him and quickly and simply explained his needs.

Casilla's phantom also stared at the little red dragon in front of her, her mind racing with calculations and deductions.

Given the nature of the Red Dragons, the fact that they would rather participate in such a dangerous matter than seek her help, become her disciples, and receive her protection shows that although the risks are high, the rewards are also great.

Greed and competitiveness are the underlying traits of the Red Dragon, yet even so, he is willing to seek help from me to some extent, rather than suppressing his feelings, engaging in pretense and endless bargaining and confrontation until he can find out each other's bottom line and then finish this mentally exhausting price war...

"They've already placed some trust in us, which is quite an achievement. But judging from this, the matter seems rather urgent..."

Casilla thought it over and quickly made a decision.

"Forget it, it's only because of you that I'm willing to do this kind of unprofitable business for the time being. But speaking of which, if you gain anything special, especially anything related to magic, like magical knowledge that can be passed on, remember to share it with me first. Although we're not master and disciple, we're still on the same path, right?"

The mother red dragon tilted her head and smiled slightly.

"That's natural."

Loren nodded, breathed a sigh of relief, and then held his breath, preparing to devote all his energy to tonight's spell study.

(End of this chapter)