Can you pretend to be my parent?
Major General Laurie wasn’t deprived of his self-awareness; the Demon Control Chain wasn’t a lethal tool and was quite easy to remove in the game’s PVP mode.
His consciousness was controlled, obligated to complete Feng Lianzhu’s orders. Once done, Laurie would act on his own volition, with his future life largely unaffected unless Feng Lianzhu issued new commands.
After instructing Laurie to continue working with the Imperial Army, Feng Lianzhu stood alone in the forest.
When he was finally by himself, Feng Lianzhu staggered slightly, leaning on a nearby tree for support.
Even as a Level 90 boss, using so many talismans in succession drained his spiritual energy, leaving Feng Lianzhu quite exhausted.
Seeing that everyone had left, the little golden dragon snuggled up to Feng Lianzhu’s shoulder, nudging his face with its head.
With a soft roar, Feng Lianzhu opened his eyes, took the small creature from his shoulder, and whispered, “I know.”
There were elixirs in the pouch to restore spiritual energy, which Feng Lianzhu consumed. Although not fully recharged, he felt stronger.
He found his armor parked in the forest, drove back to his lair.
The rest, including the development of the atavists, was left to Dog 16, letting them figure it out on their own.
The Fat Dragon was dissatisfied along the way, disliking the armor for being small and slow, wanting to transform into a large dragon but was restrained by Feng Lianzhu.
Turning into a large dragon would consume so many points in just a few minutes, and they were already in the negative. It was time to save, not spend more!
Ideally, the Fat Dragon should return to the game world, but Feng Lianzhu, hoping Pang Kirates could lend him one more favor, didn’t remind the Fat Dragon.
As for the Fat Dragon himself, he missed his lair and the gold coins within, eager to return.
Back in the cave, the Fat Dragon hurried towards the pile of gold coins. This time, it wasn’t the large dragon lying on a modest pile of coins but a small Fat Dragon struggling to climb the heap, his entire body no larger than two gold coins.
Pang Kirates hugged a gold coin with his forepaws and hind legs, rolling around on the mountain of coins. Being golden himself, he was almost indistinguishable from the coins unless he moved.
Feng Lianzhu bowed with his hands clasped, expressing his gratitude: “Thank you, Brother Pang, for your assistance. Without you today, the primitive star might have been lost.”
Hearing Feng Lianzhu’s praise, the Fat Dragon dropped the gold coin, gesturing with his paws, “This is also my territory. You did well, roar~!”
The Fat Dragon stood proudly atop the pile of gold coins, leveraging the height to look down on Feng Lianzhu, as he wasn’t accustomed to looking up at others.
“Brother Pang, your pouch and golden armor were a great help. How did you come by these items?” Feng Lianzhu inquired.
Given the urgency earlier, having anything to use was good enough, but now that there was time, Feng Lianzhu naturally wanted to ask.
Items from the game world differed from the interstellar pirates’ treasury; possession wasn’t simply a matter of taking but required pickup or gifting, otherwise, they could never be obtained. The armor stripped from players by the Fat Dragon was all reclaimed by the game company.
“A group of women offered them to me; they were my subordinates in the game, roar~” the little golden dragon boasted proudly.
Feng Lianzhu: “…”
It might be better to ask the system.
**[Host Pang Kirates had 57 loyal followers in the game, who provided weapons and items for Pang Kirates.]**
“Even if these items belong to Pang Kirates, how is it possible to bring them back from another world, especially a game world, for just ten thousand points? The items in the pouch are too powerful,” Feng Lianzhu pondered internally.
**[The power of items brought back cannot exceed the host’s capabilities. Pang Kirates could bring these items back due to his own immense strength. If it were host Feng Lianzhu, transporting interstellar armor back to the game world would be impossible.]**
That explanation made sense to Feng Lianzhu; after all, the Fat Dragon’s strength was the most unscientific aspect. Compared to him, the game’s items seemed reasonable.
Take the Level 120 Demon Control Chain, for instance; it could control countless Feng Lianzhus without harming the Fat Dragon in the slightest, as Pang Kirates’ level far exceeded the chain’s.
With this question resolved, Feng Lianzhu finally put all his concerns to rest and focused on his partner.
Although it was their first formal meeting, they already had a certain understanding of each other.
The Fat Dragon was also observing Feng Lianzhu. Hmm, very handsome, and the clothes are nice!
The Golden Winged Dapeng skin and golden feathered garments enhanced Feng Lianzhu’s defense and could manifest a pair of golden wings behind him for feathered attacks.
Pang Kirates rubbed his claws together, eager to tug at Feng Lianzhu’s sleeve.
Feng Lianzhu, meanwhile, admired the golden scale armor on the Fat Dragon and expressed his concern, “Brother Pang, you’ve given me three more scales today. May I see how far along your molting phase is?”
Removing the golden scale armor seemed necessary, but seeing the Fat Dragon’s reluctance to do so, Feng Lianzhu added, “I mean no harm. I’ve heard from the system about the dangers of Kirates’ molting phase. Though we haven’t met before, we’ve been companions in spirit. I’m genuinely worried about you.”
Hearing Feng Lianzhu’s words, the little golden dragon slowly began to move. Soon, a miniature golden scale armor just a few centimeters in size floated in the air, while the little black dragon beside it had almost all its scales fallen off from its back.
“How could this happen!” Feng Lianzhu nearly exclaimed in shock upon seeing the Fat Dragon’s back. Only a few curled scales remained on Pang Kirates’s back, with the rest being just bare skin, devoid of any new scales.
Feng Lianzhu gently touched it with his finger and cautiously asked, “Does it hurt?”
“With your gentle touch, how could it hurt!” the Fat Dragon said nonchalantly. He turned away, hiding his back from Feng Lianzhu, inching towards the golden scale armor, eager to wear it quickly but also not wanting Feng Lianzhu to notice his anxiety.
Feng Lianzhu, not catching on to the Fat Dragon’s actions, held up the golden scale armor and suggested, “Brother Pang, please put on your scale armor as soon as possible.”
The Fat Dragon hopped into his palm, donning the golden scale armor right there in Feng Lianzhu’s hand, transforming back into a shiny little dragon, which brought him some comfort.
“The mission with the interstellar pirates is completed, and I’ve started to shed scales extensively, entering the mid-phase of molting,” the Fat Dragon said seriously about his condition. This change was due to Feng Lianzhu completing his mission, which accelerated the molting phase.
Otherwise, shedding scales could be very painful, starting with itchiness that led to scales falling off with a scratch. The molting phase couldn’t be too slow; it had to be completed quickly, and many juvenile Kirates dragons would pull off their scales to speed up the process, which was painful. The Fat Dragon shed many scales at once, which wasn’t too painful, thanks to the system alleviating his suffering.
With the Fat Dragon’s explanation, Feng Lianzhu was somewhat relieved. It was a normal phenomenon, but at this rate, by the time the underground arena’s cleanup and his elementary graduation were completed, all the scales on the Fat Dragon might be gone.
Thankfully, the members of Phoenix Arrival’s faction were there to help, or the Fat Dragon would be in danger.
“You can have your scale armor removed by players using certain spells, items, or special skills, and GMs can even forcibly reclaim your artifacts. It’s too risky for you to return during your molting phase. After completing the mission, I’ll handle the next phase in the game,” Feng Lianzhu said, considering the Fat Dragon’s safety.
Unexpectedly, the little golden dragon turned his head and swept his tail, saying, “No, I won’t study, roar~”
Feng Lianzhu: “…”
“System, how much will Brother Pang’s strength decrease during the molting phase?” he had to ask the system internally.
**[A Kirates dragon that has completely shed its scales to accumulate energy for new scales will enter a prolonged period of weakness, equivalent to a Level 140 boss in game terms.]**
Level 140 was manageable since the highest player level was only 120. However, it wasn’t as overwhelmingly dominant as before. With a large number of players, what could be done?
Feng Lianzhu felt a headache coming on. Ever since he became conscious, he’s been constantly worryingโworrying about the atavists, worrying about the Fat Dragon.
The little Fat Dragon, on the other hand, seemed carefree, turning the pile of gold coins into his personal slide once again.
Feng Lianzhu paced anxiously in the lair, glancing at the little golden dragon and then at the pouch at his waist.
The pouch, wait a minute!
“System, if Pang Kirates can bring items from the game world to the interstellar world, can he also take armor back into the game?” Feng Lianzhu realized.
**[Given Pang Kirates’s strength, it is possible, but it will cost a significant amount of points. Armor exceeding the technological level of the game world can only exist in the game as data and cannot affect the real world. The system will strictly monitor items exceeding technological levels, and any attempt to remove them from the game will result in their destruction.]**
He wasn’t worried about destruction; if it’s gone, it’s gone.
“Doesn’t the content of this pouch count as an item exceeding technological levels?” Feng Lianzhu inquired.
**[They are considered fantasy items and will disappear after three days, just like Pang Kirates’s golden scale armor. If not returned to the game world within three days, they too will vanish.]**
The Fat Dragon could only stay in the interstellar world for three days. Feng Lianzhu looked at the happy little Fat Dragon on the gold coins. Although it was difficult, with time pressing, he had to make his request.
“Brother Pang, I have an awkward favor to ask, related to a mission,” Feng Lianzhu said with difficulty, “I need a parent to accompany me to a network spot for my elementary school graduation exam. Could you pretend to be my parent?”
Author’s Note:
Fat Dragon: My back is missing scales, it’s ugly, I don’t want Ah Zhu to see, not happy.
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Extra update for reaching 27,000 nutrient solutions, the next extra update will be at 37,000. Begging for nutrient solutions, I’m desperate for extra updates!
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