Life is tough, so Honglong resorts to performing?

Chapter 40 Concept
"Can I move in today?"

Loren stared at the large head, gripping the railing with both hands, his face full of excitement.

What could excite the dragons more than decorating their lair with the skull of their archenemy, the giant?

It can only be treasure.

"Of course not."

Old Aaron had a mischievous grin on his face.

"why?"

Loren asked, puzzled.

"This coating is very expensive. What if you secretly scratch it?"

The old man said this with a straight face.

Loren was speechless.

He stared at the old man for a while.

What are you saying? What are you saying?

Is this a lack of trust in the character of Red Dragon, or a lack of trust in the methods of Red Dragon?
But the old man's calm gaze clearly said,
Yes, nobody believes it.

"mean."

Loren couldn't help but look away from the old man and shift his gaze back to the frost giant's skull.

Although this big head is indeed quite useful to him, after all, the high temperature and heat can help him with his training and study.

Unfortunately, we don't quite align in terms of our philosophies.

Otherwise, it would practically take off immediately.

Loren had read the spellbooks related to this Frostfire Lord.

After all, the other party is an indispensable topic of debate on the forum regarding the field of flame explosions and the pursuit of ultimate explosive energy.

Its core concept should be to regard cold as an energy concept that can be transformed into heat. When the cold in the environment is removed, heat will naturally be generated.

Yes, this is completely contrary to the laws of thermodynamics.

But this is Ellen, a fantastical world that once had gods.

The concept of rules here originates from the definition of the ancient gods, rather than from experimental conclusions.

Even those below the level of demigods cannot reproduce this absurd argument without the flesh and blood of this Frostfire King, but it does indeed exist.

Loren's knowledge from his previous life provided some assistance in his study of magic, but at the same time, it also created some obstacles for him.

This obstacle wouldn't affect his magical beliefs, so much so that if a new magical worldview were to form, he, a mage holding onto the old magical beliefs, would have his head blown off.

But it did make him think some magical concepts were nonsense, which made learning difficult.

He believes that existence is its own justification, since even logic itself is merely a product invented by intelligent beings to describe the world.

Those seemingly contradictory and mutually exclusive magical concepts will surely be unified at a higher level; it's just that he can't reach that level yet.

Just like the wave-particle duality of light in past lives, the observer effect, and so on.

But if you can't learn it in a short time, you just can't learn it.

You can't force yourself to learn it, as that would jeopardize your path to becoming a legendary mage.

Most mages, if they want to truly step into the legendary realm, must have their own foothold in the world.

This refers to the idea of ​​how the world came into being without the guidance of a creator god.

A legendary fire mage believes that the world will originate from a violent explosion, and therefore he will be more powerful than ever in fire magic that involves explosions.

A legendary ice mage believes that everything will eventually become stagnant and frozen, so he can also use ice elements to cast a time-stopping spell.

Legend is a journey of ideals, a collision between the world in one's heart and the real world.

Therefore, most monks put aside the concepts they don't quite understand.

Forcing an understanding of it, cramming it into one's own ideological repertoire, and believing it to be one of the components of the world's truth will only cause harm.

You can't fool yourself. You can fool others, but you can't fool yourself.

I don't understand this thing, but it exists. If it's useful, I'll use it for now; if not, I'll put it aside.

My ideas may be slightly adjusted in the future to include this black box, but at the macro level, my ideas must be correct.

Currently, Loren is still in the stage of absorbing knowledge and building understanding of the world in the magical world.

He hasn't reached the point where he can propose his own unique concept and establish a legendary status.

It was only because of some scientific concepts from his previous life that Loren made rapid progress in some magic skills, while performing poorly in others.

"But that's not necessarily true."

Loren thought to himself.

He unearthed a concept from a science fiction novel from his past life, which, in a macro sense, could apply to almost everything.

"Information, information unification."

The world is essentially information; all matter and phenomena are merely expressions of information.

"Unfortunately, it's too difficult to prove. I'll choose a world without gods, born from a violent explosion, as the basis for my future legend."

Loren smiled wryly. The world of mages is both a world of imagination and a world of proof.

Without sufficient material to prove that everything can be transformed into one another when there is enough information, how can one build a legendary path using information to unify everything?
You're making some assumptions, my friend.

The Big Bang theory, at least from its previous existence, still has a lot of evidence that can be copied and utilized.

Of course, given the physical attributes of dragons, even if they cannot advance to become true legendary mages, they can still perform legendary spellcasting, after all, their high stats are undeniable.

But Loren still wanted to be a mechanic monster.

And incidentally, we'll also aim for some higher numerical values.

Especially now, when he finds the existence of the wilderness increasingly absurd.

The wilderness was like an invisible noose around his neck, forcing him to become stronger, to thicken and harden his neck.

And this is the curse of knowledge.

Before knowing what the wilderness looked like, Loren was just an ordinary tornado; now, he is a super tornado.

"Come on, stop looking. It'll be yours sooner or later. We can go see your colleagues now."

Old Aaron, seeing the little red dragon staring intently at him, thought the little guy was so attracted by the big head that he couldn't walk the path, and couldn't help but find it a little funny.

He's still just a little guy.

Even if the other party really grows up and becomes a menace, this old guy will be gone by then.

"Colleague? What? A colleague working at the zoo during Monday's day off?"

Loren turned his head and looked over, his face full of confusion.

Don't give me that disgusting talk about voluntary overtime on Mondays being an employee benefit.

I'll spray you with dragon breath in a minute, you know.

"Do you remember what your job was again?"

The old man grinned wickedly at Loren's puzzled face.

"Security, oh, and there's a performance at the children's playground, right?"

Loren finally remembered what he had done to make the contract legal and compliant.

At this moment, he couldn't help but feel a little regretful. If he had known there was such a big head here, why would he have gone to perform at the children's theater!
Isn't it better to quietly improve yourself?

It can only be said that humans, or rather dragons, truly lack the capacity for empathy.

Even though his pockets had only been bulging for a couple of days, Loren completely forgot about his desire for the 15% cut of the performance that he had expressed just a few days earlier.

It's alright. He'll be honest once he checks his bills at the end of the month and calculates his income and expenses.

(End of this chapter)