Life is tough, so Honglong resorts to performing?

Chapter 51 Lunch and the Promise

As Loren returned to the Heart of Lava with the food cart, a group of tourists had already stopped on the road in front of the venue because of his aerial performance.

They held up their magic crystal terminals and filmed the approaching dragon.

As the red dragon swept across the sky in front of them, they let out a chorus of gasps.

Keen-eyed observers noticed that the dragon seemed to be gripping something on its hind paw, which was perched on the outside.

Loren spotted the feeding opening, slowed down and descended, and secretly summoned the Mage's Hand to untie the protective clasps on the food cart.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Loren gently tossed the food cart low into the air toward the feeding port on the ground.

At the same time, it exerted force with its hind claws a second time, firmly gripping the fresh chunks of barbarian beef placed on the vehicle in its claws.

A beautiful three-pointer.

Loren thought to himself with smug satisfaction.

The food cart landed smoothly in a graceful arc, without bumping or hitting anything. After wobbling slightly a couple of times, it came to a stop.

The audience, who had been watching this scene intently, immediately cheered.

They had assumed that the poor little car would be damaged by the dragon's immense power.

But its current performance seems to indicate the agility and precision hidden beneath the dragon's massive body.

This is the advantage of Loren being a weapon master; as long as he treats things as weapons, he can apply his combat skills to them, including the current chariot-throwing technique.

Throwing techniques, whether thrown from the ground or dropped from a height, have been an integral part of combat throughout history.

Clutching fresh meat in one claw, and facing the gazes of the crowd, Loren amplified the magic of his wings, and with a sudden leap, he soared into the sky.

After using the pass to create an opening in the protective barrier above the venue, the Red Dragon returned to his loyal Lava Heart.

Outside the venue, the voices of Isha and the other druid apprentices began to drift over.
"What Mr. Red Dragon is holding in his hand right now is the food we prepared for him. It's a wild bull that was freshly slaughtered this morning, weighing two hundred pounds, enough for one meal for him."

"The Emerald Leaf Rare Animal Zoo is a Friends of Nature gathering place certified by the Druid Alliance, and also one of the Federation's endangered species protection cooperation bases. We will never mistreat any living creature, so please rest assured."

"Because they are red dragons, they prefer to eat cooked food, and they will even use their breath to char their food a little bit."

"If Mr. Red Dragon wishes, we can watch him cook. Of course, he can also go back inside to eat; it's his prerogative. After all, he is an intelligent being, so please don't be sad if we can't see it this time..."

"That's right. Each of the five dragon races has its own food preferences. For example, black dragons are said to prefer rotten food, while white dragons like frozen and raw food..."

Groups of tourists gathered in front of each guide.

As they listened intently to the explanation, their eyes were fixed on the red dragon still circling in the air above the stadium. How would it choose to eat? Would it eat right in front of us?

Faced with the eager gazes of the crowd, Loren, driven by a playful spirit, decided to put on a show.

He did not return to the head of the Frostfire King, as it was too far from the tourists and few could see it.

There's no point in getting it done.

He chose the nearest patch of ground, faced the audience, and plopped down on the ground, instantly making the onlookers burst into laughter.

The once majestic dragon now appears somewhat cute and clumsy, a contrast that's quite amusing.

Then, Loren placed the two hundred pounds of fresh savage beef chunks on his front paws.

At the same time, it used its other paw to pull its tail out from behind.

At this point, no one realized what he was about to do.

Until Loren gently blew on the tail, bright flames ignited from it, like a burning torch.

He held the meat in his forepaws and placed it on the grill. The druid apprentices, who were explaining, suddenly stopped talking.

I've never heard of the tip of a red dragon's tail spontaneously combusting to heat food. Is that mentioned in the promotional materials?!

Of course there is no such thing.

After all, this was just a small application of fire elemental power that Loren used after he had created the prototype of the magic crystal heart.

Aha, I'm a shiny Charmander!

"This red dragon is a bit different from other dragons. He has the magical level of a third-tier archmage. He's just playing with us like this."

Among the druid apprentices, Isa, who was the most quick-witted and attentive to Loren's information, explained to the onlookers after realizing what had happened.

She recalled that the red dragon had signed an employee contract with the zoo that restricted the abilities of those with superpowers.

The venue is now merely a perk for Mr. Loren's employees, and his performances are simply a way for him, as a young dragon, to fulfill his right to interact with other creatures.

Why do you think other employees don't get this benefit?
This involves our company's trade secrets, and we are not responsible for explaining it to the public.

Loren quietly roasted the meat.

His powerful mental strength, combined with the elemental control granted by the nascent magic crystal heart, allowed him to cook even a 200-pound chunk of meat in a very short time.

The flames on his tail were just for fun; he controlled the real heat within the texture of his flesh.

After a short while, the meat emitted a fragrant aroma. Loren used his fingernails as blades to cut it into small pieces and showed them to the onlookers.

He didn't want to be known as a red dragon that ate undercooked meat; that would be too unlike a red dragon.

"As expected of a superior intelligent species, elegant, powerful, and proud, even in a cage, it still looks down on all living beings."

The young man, who had been so frightened that morning that he collapsed to the ground, stared intently at the red dragon in the arena, which was displaying the cut pieces of meat. Elegant, so very elegant.

This is the one he's been looking for—the protagonist of the promotional video for his new album: a real, powerful, and interesting red dragon!

Loren was completely unaware of his new business deal. After finishing his eating performance, he dusted himself off, got up, and, amidst the disappointed gazes of the crowd, crawled back into the room through the Frostfire King's eye socket.

Next, it's time to study!

The morning's skull squatting and flying performance had already given him almost three hours of outdoor performance time. After learning for two or three hours, he can go out and squat for another hour to refresh his mind.

Although he had a lot of fun, Loren still remembered what his core goal was.

He came to the zoo just to freeload food, drinks, and money, to learn, and to lay the foundation for Gu Long's path—nothing more.

"Hello, little red dragon."

"Hello, Flame Lord teacher."

The familiar dialogue begins, and the familiar life unfolds once again before the red dragon.

Wait, is this online course about to expire?

Loren was stunned when he saw the red notification on the magic crystal terminal.

Although I originally bought a near-expiration version, it should still have a few days left.

Oh right, I went into a deep sleep for a few days because I was advancing in my cultivation level.

Hmm, did I forget something?
Loren suddenly realized that he seemed to have made a promise he hadn't kept.

The group of people in the buffer zone seem to still be waiting for the food they bring every Wednesday!
Honglong's eyes narrowed. He was worried that they would breach the contract and run away, but it turned out that he was the one who breached the contract first!
(End of this chapter)