No matter if it’s black hair or white hair, Ahn Ke didn’t care—what mattered to her was Zheng Yichen himself. Even if Zheng Yichen shaved his head bald, she could accept it.
The precondition was that Zheng Yichen’s body remained in a very healthy state.
"That works too." Zheng Yichen brought out the fishing rod and opened the Virtual World. As the Virtual World enveloped them, Ahn Ke imdiately noticed the changes within.
"Why does it feel a little oppressive here?"
"Residual effects from an experint, no need to pay attention to it," Zheng Yichen explained briefly, and the equipnt Ahn Ke needed promptly started appearing around them.
Ahn Ke wanted to pull a strand of Zheng Yichen’s hair, but when she tried herself, she realized just how sturdy his hair was. With enough strength, grabbing just one strand could even suspend her weight in midair.
In the end, she resorted to using the surgical scalpel Zheng Yichen gave her to cut off a small section of his hair.
While conducting analysis, the equipnt malfunctioned; it detected an unusual power within the hair, which detonated after being triggered and instantly destroyed the precise equipnt.
This wasn’t because Zheng Yichen underwent so mutation—it was due to the addition of a specific power within him. Ahn Ke wasn’t interested in this part, so she reverted to performing a standard physical examination on Zheng Yichen.
After conducting a thorough examination, she nodded: "No apparent, direct changes."
The results didn’t disappoint her. Zheng Yichen wasn’t so unstable material that would constantly generate changes if left alone. How much ti had passed since the last checkup anyway? Even if changes did occur, it wouldn’t be this quick.
"But your appearance seems to have aged by several years?" Ahn Qi, who had been recovering from the shock of the Virtual World nearby, spoke up inquisitively as she observed him with curiosity.
"Hahaha, that’s nothing. Just a few days ago, I looked way older than just a couple of years. I was picking up Tanshia Firlo; you guys go prepare to head back here."
Ahn Ke nodded. She had lingered in the world of magic long enough; the things she gained before still hadn’t been fully processed. There was no need to stay here for an extended ti on this occasion—the remaining ti could be used for other things.
Cardanas. Upon arriving here, Zheng Yichen was imdiately welcod by a green dragon—a mother dragon. In her dragon form, Zheng Yichen didn’t feel much, but when she transford into human form, his impression was simply: big... very big.
At nearly 1.8 ters tall, and with impressively robust "front-mounted armor," even in modest clothing, she still stood out dramatically.
Though Green Dragon Garel had always been amiable, this green dragon in front of him exuded an even greater allure. What young man wouldn’t appreciate this sight?
"Tanshia Firlo has been missing you quite a lot," the green dragon greeting Zheng Yichen remarked with a smile. "Even though it’s only been less than three days."
"...She doesn’t want to drink again, does she?" Three days is basically nothing to a dragon; the fact that she would miss him so much left Zheng Yichen suspecting only this possibility.
The Dragon Tribe invited Zheng Yichen to their holand directly this ti. The travel thod involved passing through a special treasury entrance, arriving at the Dragon Tribe’s holand after a single transfer.
As for the Dragon Tribe’s holand, Zheng Yichen observed a blend of urban and rural characteristics. Various architectural styles were visible—Lilith even perford a scan for him, identifying styles from elves, orcs, humans, and other alien races.
Those were the dragons’ nests.
Zheng Yichen also saw so dragons commanding large-scale golems to dismantle and rebuild their own dragon nests.
"Shouldn’t a holand like this be quite solemn?" Zheng Yichen remarked, marveling at the scene before him.
The green dragon following alongside Zheng Yichen explained, "Who cares about rules like that? The holand is just where the Dragon Tribe resides. If there were a bunch of restrictions, there’d be no point in calling it a holand."
The holand was designed for clan mbers to live more easily; unnecessary restrictions were redundant. Regarding the diversity of architecture styles—they simply corresponded to the dragons’ nest areas.
As long as it wasn’t malicious damage to the holand or troublemaking in other aspects, everyone could live however they liked.
Arriving at Tanshia Firlo’s dragon nest, Zheng Yichen discovered that it had undergone reconstruction. Its design mirrored his ho in Hazy City.
However, the house had been scaled proportionally larger, making it resemble a castle. Upon pushing open the heavy door, Zheng Yichen imdiately spotted Tanshia Firlo.
The small white dragon, still in her dragon form, was sprawled across the massive couch, gazing blankly at the ceiling.
"Ahem." Zheng Yichen cleared his throat lightly, and the small white dragon jolted with a start. In the blink of an eye, she flipped upright, her body shrinking remarkably smoothly as she shifted into human form and clung to Zheng Yichen.
"You’re finally back! Take away now!!"
"? What’s wrong?" Zheng Yichen gently lifted Tanshia Firlo by her underarms, noticing that she seed slightly heavier in her human form than just a few days prior.
"It’s been too annoying." Tanshia Firlo wore a slightly savage expression, glaring at the green dragon elder sister accompanying Zheng Yichen: "You have absolutely no idea what these past few days have been like for !"
"For example?" Zheng Yichen grew curious about what had transpired in these few days.
"This child is so delightful; we all adore her," the accompanying green dragon said with a chuckle. By the way, this green dragon also possessed demigod-level strength...
"My personal ti has been completely stolen by all of you!"
Tanshia Firlo grumbled in frustration. Those overly enthusiastic green dragon elder sisters constantly dragged her to their nests to visit, stuffing her with good food and drink while dolling her up.
They claid it was early practice for raising offspring in the future.
Despite having an egg age far older than these green mother dragons, why was she being treated as a hatchling?!
So of these mother dragons had even given her dragon milk!
Just three days of this kind of chaos had left Tanshia Firlo ntally drained. However, she did learn quite a few new pieces of knowledge—such as ways the Dragon Tribe adjusted hatchlings’ constitutions.
Although she was fed up with the overly enthusiastic green dragons, she earnestly committed this information to mory. Her egg age was substantial, but her ti post-hatching was less than a year—her growth period was undeniably that of a hatchling.
Acquiring this type of knowledge certainly didn’t hurt, even if she didn’t frequently return to the world of magic. She could still make various adjustnts based on her own situation.
What she really wished was for those green mother dragons to stop bumping into her with their heavy front-mounted armors or offering her suspicious dragon milk.
"Hatchlings mostly focus on sleeping. If you don’t want to sleep, then of course you need to stay active," the nearby green dragon said with a smile. Sleeping and activity weren’t mutually exclusive for hatchlings.
"I’m just afraid of oversleeping." Tanshia Firlo huffed in response, scrutinizing Zheng Yichen with so suspicion: "Are you back to normal?"
Saying this, she reached out to touch Zheng Yichen’s hair, feeling the slight prickliness.
"Not exactly back to normal—my body just gained a new power, and my physical state was slightly affected... Hmm? Wait, I’ve always been perfectly normal." Zheng Yichen lightly tapped Tanshia Firlo’s head: "Do you have anything else to do here? If not, shall we leave?"
"Well, I do have sothing to handle. I need your help with it." Tanshia Firlo hesitated for a mont before directly explaining the situation to Zheng Yichen.
Updating the inheritance mory—within the Dragon Tribe, this was considered a matter of great honor.
Being involved ant "leaving one’s na in history." Decades or even millennia from now, as long as the Dragon Tribe still existed, her na would remain etched in the inheritance mory.
But the process of updating the inheritance mory could take quite a bit of ti, and she was concerned it might disrupt Zheng Yichen’s plans.
"Say so next ti without hesitation." Zheng Yichen had thought the issue must be sothing serious given Tanshia Firlo’s reluctance to ntion it—turns out it was just this?
To Zheng Yichen, it seed trivial, but for the Dragon Tribe, it was a matter that affected the entire species. Shortly after Zheng Yichen’s response, Denas arrived in person.
Accompanying Denas was the Dragon Tribe’s Dragon God.
Dragon God didn’t refer to a single True God-level dragon but rather was a collective term. Even soone like Denas, the Dragon Tribe leader, would also be considered a Dragon God after stepping down and entering the Realm of True Gods later.
"We deeply appreciate Your Excellency Chang Qing’s assistance," Denas said formally to Zheng Yichen. "Our preparations are nearly complete. Please bear with us for a short while—it won’t take long."
"No problem." Zheng Yichen sat down on the massive couch that Tanshia Firlo had been using. This couch could accommodate even a dragon in its fully transford dragon form. Zheng Yichen seated there was akin to a tiny kitten lounging on it.
"I’m taking Tanshia Firlo now." The green dragon remaining behind smiled at Zheng Yichen before pulling the visibly reluctant Tanshia Firlo away temporarily.
Left alone, Zheng Yichen began observing the oversized house. Though everything had been scaled up, the details were identical to his ho in Hazy City.
It was apparent that Tanshia Firlo had been quite ticulous in constructing this dragon nest.
Jumping off the couch, Zheng Yichen explored other rooms. Not just the living room; places like bedrooms were also perfectly replicated. However, his room had been specifically adjusted.
It wasn’t dragon-sized—it was customized for human use.
This kind of preparation made Zheng Yichen suspect a possibility: Was Tanshia Firlo planning to persuade him to "retire" here?
Testing the room’s bed, he found the texture was identical to the one back at his house. This level of replication showed incredible devotion.
Before long, Tanshia Firlo returned, surrounded by several green dragon elder sisters. Seeing once again the visibly relieved small white dragon, Zheng Yichen teased with a smile: "Many people would envy this level of treatnt."
Zheng Yichen also couldn’t help noticing—all the green dragons’ human forms boasted exceptional figures.
"I don’t envy them one bit—all they do is lug around two burdens that jiggle whenever they walk," exclaid the small white dragon, grumbling irately as she retrieved a box made from dragon scales and began pulling items out of it.
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