Ming Dynasty and New Rome and Infinite Magic Machine

Chapter 1541 True Dragon
"I was wrong," Shang Luo said helplessly, sitting down beside him. "I've never kept pet fish before, and I completely forgot this principle. There are only goldfish that die from overeating, not goldfish that starve to death."

"I am a carp, and I am different from a goldfish."

"Yes, yes, if you still feel like talking, then stand up yourself."

"My mouth can still move, but my body can't move at all. Ah, why do I suddenly feel a sense of relief?"

"Don't relieve yourself in my living room!"

"No. I mean, I've somehow found a reason not to go out. Anyway, Shangluo, please just tell Ao Zangwang this, I'm counting on you!"

five minutes later.

"That's how it is." Shang Luo picked up the phone and dialed Ao Zang directly. "She seems to be too full to walk. So she wants to resign."

"Is there any logical connection between her eating too much and her resigning?" Ao Zang asked.

"I don't know whether I should let her answer the phone?"

"Hehe. Ahahahahaha!!!" Ao Zang suddenly burst into laughter.

Little Red, lying next to him, huddled up in fear. Although she was a fish, she knew that the Dragon King was her boss. She had come to Shang Luo for help precisely because she was too afraid to resign herself.

"Your Highness Ao Zang, are you angry?"

"Angry? Why would I be angry? Laziness is good! Laziness is good! The lazier you are, the purer your bloodline is! She is a true dragon with 100% pure blood. As expected, we still have to select dragons from carp to ensure they are of the highest quality. Other fish are no match."

"Huh???" Shang Luo was taken aback. "Is this considered normal behavior on her part?"

"That's perfectly normal. That's how a true dragon should be. Look at the Crimson Dragon King of the South Sea, who sleeps for decades and does absolutely nothing. That's exactly right. Her behavior is excellent. Her timidity is proof of her pure dragon bloodline, because hiding oneself is an instinct that dragons should have. If my daughter were half as lazy as her, I would laugh out loud. So, I was right about dragons. She is the only one fit to be the lord of the Ryukyu Dragon Palace."

"Aaaaaahh ...

"Wait a minute, Ao Zang Wang. What good would it do to make her the city lord if she's so lazy?"

"It's alright, the unseen hand will handle everything anyway, she just needs to do nothing. Only through inaction can one accomplish everything. My daughter was just too proactive. I locked her up because she did too much. Now I've finally found a pure-blooded dragon who understands and respects the traditions of the dragon race, a carp that has ascended to immortality. I'm so gratified! So gratified!"

"Then I'll take her back to the fish pond first?"

"If she's really stuffed, it's best not to move her. Carp have a very slow sense of fullness. By the time she realizes she's stuffed, she's practically bursting. Moving her might rupture her intestines."

"Ah, I'm in so much pain! My head, my stomach, everything hurts so much!" Xiao Hong rolled over and went under the table to lie down at a different angle.

"Should I wait until she's finished digesting before moving her? How long will it take her to digest?"

"Carp digest very quickly, it takes about six to eight hours to digest. Until then, please take care of her. Please, please. It's so hard to find such a purebred dragon, this is the best news I've heard in the past few months."

"All right."

Shangluo had no choice but to move the table to the side with Victoria—it wasn't good for her to keep lying under the table like that.

After going up to the attic with Victoria, Shangluo took out an extra mattress and laid it on the floor. Then he rolled Xiaohong onto the mattress so that she wouldn't lie flat on the floor like a salted fish.

"Ah," Xiao Hong stretched her waist, her body moving nimbly as she found a comfortable position. "Thank you! I'll definitely repay you." [It seems dragons repaying kindness is a common story. For example, in the Tang Dynasty tales, there's a character named Ye Xian who received a reward from the Dragon Palace for saving a dragon that had transformed into a fish. She could simply tell the fish her wish, and treasures from the Dragon Palace would rain down upon her. Since she's so grateful to you, shouldn't you thank you too?]

"It's already a miracle she didn't die in my house." Shang Luo glanced at the time; it was almost nine o'clock, and Faetong should be off work by now. "I have to explain to her, otherwise what kind of image would it have with her lying here?"

"That's right. Her belly is as round as a watermelon. Wait a minute, I'll take a picture and send it to her."

"Hey! Why are you posting this?!"

[Sent!]

"Remember to take a good picture of me~~" Little Red said with her eyes half open, twisting and making a peace sign, but she had actually been dizzy for a while.

When Phaethon returned, Little Red had already completely fainted.

"So, what's going on?"

"They're just bored and have nothing better to do."

"???"

“I’m not talking about you, I’m saying she’s just being nosy—you’ve forgotten? This is Little Red, Little Red. The red carp.”

“I still have a green carp.” Phaethon sat down on the sofa. “Let’s not talk about that now. Is there anything to eat? I’m hungry.”

"Yes. Tonight, we used that famous sticky rice as a model and added it to the editor. Now we have more sticky rice than we can eat."

Little Red, using the elasticity of the mattress, leaped up and, like a carp landing on its feet, uttered its own voice: "Is it mealtime again? I'm already full, stop catching fish."

"I didn't call you, keep fainting."

"Oh," Xiao Hong rolled over and continued to feel dizzy.

"Ah, Shangluo." Faetong, having received his food, first put it aside. "You really work hard. You toil tirelessly every day. It was one thing to bring people back before, but this time you even brought back fish."

"How can you blame me? It's my job. They like to come to me for coordination when they have problems, and I can only receive them."

"Is there anything I can do to help?"

"Once she's almost digested, we'll carry her to bed together. King Ao Zang values ​​her highly, believing she's the hope of the dragon race and a strong contender for the next Dragon King."

“The future of the dragon race is truly bleak,” Phaethon shook his head. “Well, I know more about the cause and effect. Actually, Apollonia told me.”

"So you knew. I thought you were angry."

"I'm wondering why you always take on so much work. You seem to be busier than everyone else. You need to learn to say no."

"But things won't disappear just because I refuse. Maybe that's true for dragons, but not for me."

“Sigh, indeed.” Phaethon shook his head. “You and I are the same, we can’t stay idle, it’s just our fate.”

(End of this chapter)