Star Iron: The Past and Present Life of the Gender-Swapped Dragon Lord

"Tsk, still haven't found it."

When Danheng woke up from the dream again, he shook his slightly sore head.

I still haven't seen "Danheng".

Danheng was somewhat disappointed, as he hadn't seen her for two consecutive nights, even though he still had some questions he wanted to ask.

Listening to the sounds of daily life emanating from the streets, it was just another ordinary day in the lower-level district, like any other.

But this applies to most people.

And some things are already about to unfold without us even realizing it.

After rinsing his face with cold water to clear his head, Danheng sat in front of the mirror and, as usual, ran his hand through his long hair that reached his waist, during which he couldn't help but grimace.

However, seeing that they were mostly straightened, Danheng nodded in satisfaction.

Just as he was about to leave and meet up with the train crew, Danheng stopped again.

After hesitating for a moment, Danheng took his hand off the doorknob and went to the mirror.

After thinking for a moment and recalling the method used on March 7th yesterday, Danheng followed suit and began to style her hair.

After a period of intense effort that nearly tied his fingers in knots, Danheng finally put down his incredibly sore arm.

Looking at his hairstyle in the mirror, Danheng fell silent.

It's not exactly the same, but it's similar.

At least you can tell that the person who did the hairstyling tried very hard to make it look good.

Danheng sighed.

It's so hard... Am I really stupid? I can even handle a minor pregnancy.

Forget it, so be it.

And so, Dan Heng, looking completely bewildered, met up with Dan Heng and the others who were waiting at the door.

"Oh, you're finally awake! We've been wandering around outside for ages."

As soon as they met, March 7th sidled up to Danheng and said, "You didn't sleep in, did you? I caught you!"

Danheng said two words briefly and gave March 7 a fierce look.

"No."

"Hmm...why is that?"

March 7th circled around Danheng once, finally fixing its gaze on Danheng's head.

"Oh~ I see! It seems that Sister Danheng is very satisfied with her hairstyle yesterday."

"What's wrong? You can't do without me, can you? So as long as you're with me..."

Seeing that Danheng's expression was becoming increasingly stiff, Sanyueqi quickly tried to salvage the situation.

"And... what I mean is, I'll be Danheng's personal hairstylist!"

Dan Heng released the Cloud-Striking Sword from his hand.

March 7th wiped the cold sweat from her forehead and quickly fixed Danheng's hairstyle.

They even helped to straighten the hairpin's position.

"Let's go find 'Earthfire' to discuss the follow-up plan; it's almost time."

Danheng, who had been patiently waiting for the others, noticed that they were almost done with their tasks and offered a reminder from the side.

Nodding, the group found the three people huddled together based on the location.

It's Seele, Sambo, and Oleg.

"Oh, you've arrived."

"It's from Schwarok! The great heroes of the Lower District—Danheng, Qiong, March 7th, and Danheng!"

Sambo remained as amused as ever, and the way he read aloud was rather comical.

"Where's Natasha? Isn't she here?"

Ignoring Sangbo's shouts, Danheng couldn't find the other two people.

Oleg knew why they had come, and he got straight to the point.

“She still has a lot of things to take care of, so you can talk to this old man like me. What I say represents her opinion.”

"To be honest, I'm really sorry, but I've been keeping the fact that I was just Natasha's agent a secret from you all."

Seeing that everyone shook their heads, Oleg smiled as well.

"Haha, sorry, sorry. Natasha is always cautious, but she doesn't have any bad intentions, as you've probably all noticed."

"She instructed me to make sure you all get back to the upper levels safely. After thinking it over, the safest way is to ask this kid for help."

Noticing that all eyes were on him, Sambo couldn't resist striking a pose.

With a very flamboyant flick of his hair, Sambo flashed what he thought was a very handsome smile.

"I'll bring you down here, and of course I'll take you back too~ This is free after-sales service, I guarantee you'll be satisfied."

March 7th gave a stern look and said, "You don't need to confuse us this time, do you?"

Sangbo's face stiffened, as if he had thought of something bad, and he glanced at Danheng, who seemed completely unaffected.

"No need, no need. This time we'll go up through the 'furnace core'."

"Give up your access point!"

"Uh...that's troublesome, both troublesome and dangerous. I'm serious, it's much easier to go through the 'hearth'."

"Yes, I can testify to that."

"Right, right, I knew it..."

Sambo's expression, which had relaxed for a moment, immediately became distorted again.

Damn it, how could I forget her?

"Yeah, what kind of terrible road could make someone faint halfway down it?"

Sambo immediately demonstrated what a top-notch face-changing technique looks like.

"Stop talking nonsense and be a good guide!"

Seele, who was standing to the side, couldn't stand it anymore and scolded Sambo with her hands on her hips.

"So... what about Bronya?"

Danheng asked the question he had wanted to ask for a long time.

Why didn't she come?

“Bronya went back first. You all know about her relationship with that High Warden. There are some things she has to handle on her own.”

"Here, this is the letter she left for you."

Danheng took the letter, opened it, and read it for a while. He summarized it into a few points.

First, Bronya wants to confront Cocolia herself.

Second, they can trust Hiluva and Jepard.

I took a look, and there seemed to be no problem.

“Hiluva and Jepard, hey, we know those two well! Jepard and I are even sworn brothers!”

Seeing the names of familiar people, March 7th looked proud.

"Shall we go then?"

"Alright! I've packed plenty of food and drinks, we'll be climbing a lot of stairs along the way."

Carrying the hopes and expectations of the lower district, the group followed Sambo toward the enormous "heart of the furnace," embarking on their journey to the upper district.

……

"Ah, I'm finally back! I'd forgotten what fresh air tastes like..."

Arriving in the long-awaited upper district, unlike the somewhat novel Seele, March 7th is directly embraced by nature.

"Hoo... the taste of freedom, hoo... the taste of cold, hoo... it's getting a bit chilly, let's go."

On March 7th, I took a deep breath and felt quite excited because the cold air made me shiver.

"So where do we go? It would be better to find a place to stay first, but I don't want to go back to the Goethe Hotel."

"As for Sambo... what about Sambo?"

Xi'er shook her head.

"Don't worry about him. He probably knew we'd be asking him for our hiding place, so he disappeared as soon as he got back to the administrative district. We can't count on him."

"That's right, but where to go... the answer is simple."

Danheng pointed in a direction, glanced out from the alley, and found no danger.

"Why don't you just go find Hiluva?"