The sweat is mine, but the numbers are all theirs.

One day later

The growth potential of Star Candle increased from 142 to 150, which translates to a direct attribute increase of 448 points on the panel. This is all thanks to hard work.

This also shows how exaggerated the level of the battle was, and how strong the life force of a level 56 character who has fully recovered is.

It shouldn't take more than a few days for it to evolve to the top level.

Now that we're here, of course we should let Xingzhu evolve first; her evolution progress has already accelerated considerably.

And Sevia was placed last.

However, with the Dark Fusion, and a couple more pieces of equipment, even if she doesn't reach the top tier, she won't be much worse off.

This demonstrates the immense power of the Dark Fragment, a high-ranking entity far surpassing the current Divine Fragment and Crimson Mark.

Watching the silver-haired girl beside him still unconsciously murmuring, "It's...it's too late, Summoner..."

Lu Yuan gradually fell asleep.

After a long while, he woke up, but not naturally.

Seeing the blankets in front of him being propped up like a small hill, and moving around, Lu Yuan remained silent.

He glanced to the side; Xingzhu was still asleep. So who was doing something bad?

……

noon.

After World War II finally ended, Lu Yuan ignored the black and red horse girl who had been punished and was unconscious on the silver-haired girl's body, and pushed open the door to leave.

The living room, filled with bright sunlight, is soothing and relaxing.

However, the dragon girl, who was staring intently at the door, looked somewhat angry.

"What about mine?!"

Lu Yuan remained silent for a moment, then said as he walked away, "That's all."

Seeing Lu Yuan trying to leave, Long Niang gritted her teeth and grabbed his hand. "I don't believe it!"

"Stop joking, there really isn't any left."

Lu Yuan sighed.

But the dragon girl wouldn't listen and bit down hard.

This is a dragon! It's incredibly ferocious!

……

After a long while, feeling the terrifying power in her stomach dissolve and warmly spread throughout her body, constantly mending her damaged bloodline, the Dragon Girl hummed contentedly, hopped back onto the sofa, and continued reading the books that interested her.

Her delicate, white feet and dragon tail swayed gently, a stark contrast to her imposing presence in her dragon form.

Sigh, so childish.

Lu Yuan weakened even further, and his walking slowed down a bit. As a result, after only a few steps, he ran into the shy, blue-black dress-clad elf who was approaching him.

"Summoner..."

Lu Yuan tried to run, but before he could even take a step, a surge of celestial water power swept him up and slammed him hard into the blue-black dress elf.

Perhaps she hadn't controlled herself well, because the elf let out a soft "hmm".

But Lu Yuan only felt that it was very soft, and he almost sank into it.

Looking at the shimmering blue eyes, Lu Yuan sighed again.

Bitter.

……

After a long while, it was already afternoon.

Lu Yuan collapsed onto the sofa, exhausted, and asked tide Yue to go out and bring back some food.

He originally intended to do it himself, but he had no choice because the summoned beasts wouldn't listen to him.

Even getting a meal is a difficult ordeal for him; he feels that no one is suffering more than him.

tide Yue, her face flushed with satisfaction, nodded and left, not wanting the summoner to go hungry.

After waiting for a while, Lu Yuan was exhausted. He looked at the pears on the table, wanting to move but lacking the strength.

Helpless, he said, "Burning Sun, help me shave it."

The fiery red dragon girl snorted and continued reading her book.

"I won't help."

"..."

Lu Yuan had no choice but to use his last bit of strength to struggle towards the pear, but just as he was about to grab it, a hand beat him to it.

"Fine, I'll reluctantly help you."

Dragon Girl picked up a small fruit knife and began to peel it bit by bit.

However, it was clear that this was her first time using such a tool, and she had no idea how to use it.

Each cut removed a small piece of fruit along with it, which made the Dragon Girl a little impatient.

If this guy hadn't wanted to eat it, she would have burned this fragile fruit to ashes long ago!

After finally finishing peeling it, she took a big bite, then pouted, "It's not tasty at all."

Noticing Lu Yuan looking at her, she snorted, "I painstakingly peeled this, of course I have to have a taste. Here you go."

Lu Yuan didn't take it. "How about... you carve another one?"

The dragon girl, who had initially turned her face away as if to say "I won't appreciate your praise," was instantly stunned.

After realizing what it meant, his face quickly turned hot, and his dragon tail stood up like a cat with its fur standing on end.

"Are you looking down on me, Dragon?!"

Lu Yuan could only remain silent. It wasn't that he disliked Fen Ri; after all, judging solely from her appearance, no one could possibly dislike this dragon girl.

But he couldn't say that he disliked himself!

Seeing that Lu Yuan remained silent, the fiery red dragon girl became even more agitated and even felt a little wronged.

She herself was the terrifyingly powerful Burning Heaven Demon Dragon, revered and protected by all dragons in the Dragon Kingdom, and countless other races could only look up to her and kneel in worship.

But what about this guy? He did such a terrible thing to her, and he still looks down on her?

Tears of humiliation welled up once more, blurring the dragon girl's vision.

But soon she realized that Lu Yuan was looking at her, but more accurately, he was looking at her... mouth?

What happened to her mouth? Is there something dirty inside?

She tried to hold back her tears, wiping them away again and again, but there was nothing there at all.

Suddenly, as if she had thought of something, her vertical pupils widened instantly.

Then, like a cooling machine, visibly intense heat rose up as her blood flow accelerated, and her skin became burning red.

"You, you, this dragon will bite you to death, you scoundrel!"

The "True Fiery Red" Dragon Girl viciously pounced on her summoner.

After a long time, the elf finally found the cafeteria and brought back food, only to run into Yang Long and his two companions outside the dormitory.

"Where is Lu Yuan?"

tide Yue calmly said, "He's in the dormitory. I'll go in and tell him to come out."

"Okay, then we'll wait here." Yang Long really had no intention of going in to sit down.

However, the elf who soon entered the room returned alone, and performed an elegant, apologetic gesture.

"Summoner... I'm busy with something. Perhaps you could wait a bit?"

This guy went back to his dorm, and he's still so busy with so many things?

Yang Long was puzzled, but he nodded nonetheless. "Okay."

He took out a set of black and white chess pieces from the ring and started playing by himself.

Dean Luo stared blankly, "Inspector Yang, such a precious spatial ring, you're just using it to store these things?"

Yang Long shook his head, "It's precisely because it's so precious that I only have one square meter of space. With such a small area, I can't put much in it."

Besides, who said it's useless? Isn't meditation one of its uses?

This game has this kind of effect?

Luo Yuan picked up a piece in surprise, and immediately an invisible force spread out from the white piece, running up his arm and straight to his mind, instantly putting him into an unprecedented state of emptiness.

"Wow, this is good stuff. What about the black pieces? Are they the same?"

Try it yourself.

Suddenly, Luo Yuan activated the black and white, and the power within his body began to become violent, slowly growing stronger.

This surprised him even more.

Yang Long smiled. "If you crush it directly, you won't need to wait; your power will increase by 50% instantly."

The black and white chess pieces played a large part in his ability to kill the multiple giant beasts outside the city.

When lying in wait, use white pieces to calm the mind and analyze any flaws in the plan. Before striking, use black pieces to gather strength, aiming for a devastating blow.