Life is tough, so Honglong resorts to performing?

Chapter 131 A New Look for Life
"That's not how you define a 'bad student'..."

Loren inwardly grumbled, thinking that he was merely juggling and maneuvering between his two mentors academically.

Although some of the knowledge he sought was based on his own questions, none of them refused him.

Although he had promised another mentor that he would give priority to that mentor if he were to become their disciple, if he were to say such a thing to the Flame Demon Ellis...

That does sound like the kind of lines a scumbag would say in a past life.

But after all, I am just a little red dragon who loves learning.

What's wrong with loving to learn? I just want to give every piece of excellent knowledge a home.

Fortunately, Ellis was just joking.

She was well aware that her academic conditions were indeed not suitable for taking on disciples.

They can easily die suddenly and inexplicably, even high-fire-resistance races like the little red dragon.

It's about the application of magic and the study of penetration, that's how it is.

Following Loren's question, as an applied fire mage demigod, she designed many combinations of the four elemental seals and his fused energy ball for the little red dragon based on the principles. Many of these imaginative ideas left Loren speechless. "You can play like this? That's really an eye-opener."

"Given your current security clearance level, this is all I can tell you."

"You can experiment with these combinations yourself. There may be many that don't work. After all, I'm just doing a theoretical spell deduction here. The actual results will depend on your experiments."

"Well, after you publish your military-grade paper on the Cohesive Energy Ball and upgrade your military paper level, I have some designs here that you might want to try out. Well, you'll have to pay some money for that."

"I can't keep letting you freeload forever, can I?"

As Ellis spoke with a smile, her already ethereal figure gradually faded away as the online class time approached.

Although what the demigod Balrog Ellis is giving away might not seem like valuable ideas, it is a great help to the little red dragon.

In just one short lesson, the opponent used his Cohesive Energy Ball as the core spell to expand a series of combat spells.

Don't underestimate this little bit of spell planning and spell inspiration. If the little red dragon were left to figure it out on its own, who knows how many years it would take.

This is the existence of demigods in this era; this is the power of the times…

Loren was somewhat moved.

Because of the existence of the Dragon's Legacy, he had a general understanding of the overall level of the legendary and demigod powerhouses of the past. However, he could only understand the ever-increasing power and changes of the current Federation's demigods and legendary powerhouses through this limited perspective.

Fortunately, he was a red dragon. If he didn't die, he could eventually become one of them by spending time and leveling up. After all, he was only twenty years old. Although he wasn't a baby dragon, he was still a child in terms of status.

After clearing his mind of distractions, the little red dragon took out the next growth item from its storage bag, swallowed it, and then used its newly acquired energy to envelop and control it.

"Becoming a monk has its advantages. You can change size at will and eat whatever you want. You don't have to worry about the absorption effect of growth items being affected by shapeshifting."

Loren muttered to himself, "The monk is different from other professions. His ki is essentially life energy, a unified existence of body and spirit."

For a martial monk, having acquired ki and achieved self-unification, their core remains unchanged regardless of their outward appearance.

"That way, going out won't attract as much attention. Hmm, today I not only need to deliver some food to those mining guys in the buffer zone this afternoon, but I also need to go to the nearby patrol station this morning to register and report..."

Loren mentally planned out his schedule for the day.

Because he learned the city-version down-frequency military spell pack from Cassilia, he is now a professional with unique skills, similar to a lock picker in his previous life. He has to leave his name and a guarantee at the patrol station, otherwise it would be considered illegal learning.

If this gets out, not only will Casilla's online teaching qualification be revoked, but due to her age, she will also be placed under close monitoring, which will be detrimental to her future.

"It's best to disguise yourself when you go out. Hmm, I also need to register with someone I know who has nothing to do with the Transcendent Ones."

Little Red Dragon's eyes darted around, and he thought of another patrol officer he knew.

Given the shrewdness and cunning of the patrol chief in the following district, it's highly unlikely he'd get involved with heretics like the Transcendentalists.

"However, it would be best to maintain some disguise. There's no guarantee that there aren't other lurkers like that half-elf inside the patrol station..."

The Transcendent Ones are stronger than ordinary cult organizations in this respect: they have far too many superficial followers.

Even so, and even with the bishop's threat, I still have to go out.

According to the information gathered by the Transcendentalists, he should be in a state of physical imbalance recently, unable to use Transfiguration. This is a moment of darkness under the lamp, which he can take advantage of.

Having made up his mind, Loren transformed into a human and used an invisibility spell to leave the Heart of Lava.

He remembered that when the local military installed surveillance cameras, they should have only set them up near the Lava Heart.

He's going to have breakfast now; he hasn't eaten for days!

Loren went to the frozen meat storage room, selected nearly a hundred pounds of meat, and used magic to thaw it as he walked towards the canteen.

Because it was still early before the park opened, Loren didn't encounter many people along the way until he arrived at the canteen, where he saw chef Giovanni and the other chefs preparing dishes.

When Giovanni saw the red-haired Loren arrive with floating chunks of flesh, his eyes gleamed with excitement.

"Mr. Spark, you're eating again?!"

Good heavens, lately, because Mr. Spark is away, I haven't had any motivation to cook for myself.

In this huge zoo, besides the person in front of me, who else could appreciate my cooking skills like that!
"Yes."

Seeing the chef's happy expression, Loren couldn't help but smile as well, and found a large bowl to put the thawed meat pieces down.

"Since I suddenly increased your workload, please let me help you with your work if needed."

Loren suddenly spoke up, as someone who used to be a worker, he was quite disgusted by this kind of temporary increase in workload.

Even if the other person is an admirer, such trouble will still drain their enthusiasm for work.

Offending the chef is never a good thing.

"It's no trouble at all, but since you'd like, it's certainly possible."

Upon hearing this, Giovanni smiled even more broadly. "Based on the meat you brought, I have a recipe for meat porridge that I can use. Please cut it into small pieces and soak it in water. I'll take care of the rest."

Without any hesitation, he gave orders to the little red dragon.

Upon hearing this, Loren stretched out his transformed hand, his fingernails turning into sharp blades, and with a few light strokes, he finished cutting it off.

Is this size okay?

Loren held up a rather square piece of meat that had been cut and asked a question.

"That's good, that's great. You've already helped a lot. Now you can just wait to eat."

With that, Giovanni shooed Loren out. The kitchen was his domain; he could ask others to help prepare the ingredients, but cooking was his job!

Don't underestimate my connection with cooking!

Inside the kitchen, Giovanni handed over the other tasks to several apprentices and began to carefully prepare Mr. Red Dragon Spark's meat porridge, determined to give him a surprise.

Inside the cafeteria, Loren found a seat and took out his magic crystal terminal to browse the latest news.

The hype surrounding his performance has finally begun to subside, no longer at its peak.

This is partly due to the emergence of numerous imitators, and partly because in such a short time, those who imitate the demons' past behavior and engage in ruthless activities on the Magic Crystal Network have begun trying to attract traffic.

After the devil left, several entertainment companies found new forces to join them, announced restructuring and launched new corporate cultures, and various advertorials and promotions began to be redistributed, occupying people's attention.

Although the related public opinion battles continue, the vast majority of ordinary people have turned their attention back to more interesting programs.

Life is already stressful enough; why bother arguing endlessly online?

"Things have finally calmed down a bit. Fortunately, the Magic Crystal Network is vast enough, with a large enough population and plenty of things to do."

Loren was also somewhat happy. After all, not all fame is a good thing. He wasn't a true celebrity in the public eye. This kind of fame, once or twice, was enough to give people an impression of him so they could buy some souvenirs when they visited the zoo.

If he really wanted to enter the entertainment industry and act in movies or TV shows, even if the "devil" (referring to the corrupt officials) stopped managing him, where would he find the time to train and improve himself?

Improving our strength should always come first.

After watching the news for a while and confirming that there was no more information, Loren closed his eyes and mobilized the new life energy he had gained, namely Qi, to begin digesting and absorbing the growth items he had just consumed that morning.

The unique growth energy flowed into Loren's body and soul, while the little red dragon used its own energy to organize and manage this newly incorporated energy.

"Compared to pure mage-style meditation, simply using mental energy to organize one's thoughts is much more effective and comfortable. Is this the coordination of a martial monk...?"

Loren adjusted the energy within his body, and a comfortable feeling spread throughout his body along his nerves. The little red dragon was having a great time until a rich fragrance wafted from afar, which brought him back to his senses.

He turned his head and saw the chef, Giovanni, pushing a bucket of hot porridge and walking towards him with a big smile.

"Just leave it there and I'll get it myself. After all, you still have work to do."

As he spoke, Loren got up and walked over.

"Okay."

As Giovanni spoke, he turned to return to the kitchen. Although the little red dragon was his culinary confidant, he still had to go to the vegetarian counter to help his wife with her work, so time was indeed quite tight.

In a little while, many of my early-rising colleagues should be coming for breakfast!
Loren approached the bucket of hot porridge and easily lifted it up with one hand.

The temperature, which would burn an ordinary person, was just right for the red dragon, and the aroma emanating from the bucket made Loren's mouth water.

Finally, we have something to eat again!
Loren finished the whole pot of meat porridge with great satisfaction. Giovanni's cooking skills did not disappoint him. The rich aroma of meat and the soft and sticky rice porridge were perfectly combined, warming his dragon stomach, which had not eaten for many days, and also invigorating his spirit, which was somewhat tired from a lot of mental exertion.

"Now that we've eaten and drunk our fill, it's time to get to work."

Patting his unchanged belly, Loren got up, tidied up the tableware, and then left the cafeteria to go out.

Along the way, his figure and hair color changed. At the same time, he used the new energy he had acquired from the monks to adjust the state of his life energy, making his disguise even better.

When Loren appeared at the entrance of the Emerald Leaf Rare Animal Park and swiped his pass to open the protective magic circle to leave, his early-arriving colleagues blocked his way, their eyes full of vigilance.

"Why have I never seen you before? You're not a thief, are you?"

"I was introduced by Mr. Aaron. This is a brand he gave me. I couldn't have stolen it, could I?"

Loren found the situation somewhat amusing and exasperating. He eventually pulled out the druidic association's friendly certification, made of oak and inlaid with gemstones, that Old Aaron had given him the day before, and showed it to his wary colleague across from him.

"That's alright then. I'm very sorry for stopping you."

The people who stopped Loren apologized, which the little red dragon readily accepted, and then continued walking out.

There are still quite a few things to take care of today.

Having the rare opportunity to travel freely, Loren didn't choose to use the teleportation array in Emerald Leaf City. Well, mainly because his current identity required payment, which wasn't worth it.

He took out the pseudonym he had prepared beforehand, a psionic warlock from Frostdragon City named Roy L. Silistan. He had intended to use flight spells to fly freely through the city for a while, but considering that this account did not have a flight certificate, he ultimately decided against it and instead cast a few buffs on himself, leaping forward through the city.

It's still early, and going to the patrol station to register early in the morning would easily arouse suspicion, so Loren decided to wander around first, just to relax a bit from his tense life.

Walking through the Midtown area near the Green Leaf Zoo in a different identity, the scenery was quite different from when I passed by in the flying trailer.

Because it was a weekday, and the Cuiye Rare Animal Park didn't open until after 9 a.m., most of the people walking on the street were in a hurry, rushing to catch the teleportation array.

Many breakfast stalls along the street were quite unique, with halflings, humans, and half-elves each selling different foods. Loren bought some and tried them one by one, savoring the different flavors and enjoying this rare moment of leisure.

Things are different now. These days, we're all stuffed with our money, and when it comes to food, we can go all out and buy whatever we want without even looking!

Loren continued walking and eating, maintaining a peculiar pace that appeared slow but was actually quite fast, leisurely strolling from the central city to the patrol station in the lower city.

"At this time, it's about right to register."

Loren looked at the bustling crowd around him, nodded in satisfaction, and then knocked on the door of the Lower City Patrol Office.

"Hello, sir. I'm here to register as a person with a special occupation."

(End of this chapter)