Raising Dragons

Chapter 145

The Blood Moon has caused a great shock in human society.

The continent had not experienced a Blood Moon for tens of thousands of years, and even the basic information had been lost, with only a few learned humans understanding the phenomenon, and the majority of the population knowing little about it.

Although curfew notices were issued in all areas, this did not help the panic of the civilians much - especially after witnessing the scarlet orb-like full moon slowly rising from the horizon, and hearing the demons of the wilderness hissing and roaring under the blood moon....... The sight seemed like something that would only appear in a nightmare. only in a nightmare.

Add to that the strange phenomena that occurred across the continent before the Blood Moon rose, reports of demonic attacks, contaminated areas, and mass evacuations, and the entire continent is on edge.

The blood moon rose and set as time went on.

The night faded and the morning sun came down.

All the conspiracy theories that have been circulating on the internet, and all the threats of all sorts, have not happened.

Though a few humans who defied the curfew went out into the wilderness and were attacked by berserk demons.

But ......

The world is not destroyed, it is still functioning peacefully.

However, some time after the Blood Moon ended, someone suddenly realized that a name was missing from the list of members of the Administration.

Mu Hang.

I don't know when the man in charge of the Combat Section became Wen Yao, his former second-in-command.

The aftermath of the Blood Moon incident has not yet subsided, and public opinion is once again stirring up a thousand waves.

Mu Hang's position and status were so special that his departure became the center of attention, and everyone was eager to know why he left, whether he was forced or motivated, and what was behind the move.

Administration's PR department has had a busy few days.

Both online and offline communication methods were busted, and everyone from ordinary civilians to hungry media outlets from all over the world were trying to get their hands on the information.

Unhappy with the situation, the PR department had to come to Administration's top management to get instructions on what to do next.

"Do we need to make an announcement ...... or something?"

The head of the public relations department wiped his sweaty forehead with a handkerchief, the green shadows that had not been rested for several days lingering under his eyes, and said bitterly, "Or maybe we should ask Officer Mu to make a clarification ......?"

"Send an announcement?"

The senior administration official looked ironic: "Tell me, how are we going to make an announcement?"

He stepped forward, almost a little aggressively, and said, "It's fine if you want Mu Hang to make a statement, will you go ahead and invite it?"

After all, Mu Hang wasn't technically "fired".

The Administration was desperate to get him to stay forever, but with negotiations breaking down and their main source of support coming from the regions and the great families who still had illusions about dragon slaying, there was no way to pull the plug and beg him to come back.

And Mu Hang himself is too strong, plus there's the presence of the dragon, and they don't dare to touch him at all ......

So, they have landed in a dilemma like the one they are in now.

"......"

The head of public relations was dumbfounded.

He mumbled and asked.

"So ...... what do we do then?"

Administration executives look even worse.

After a long time, he gritted his teeth and said, "...... do nothing."

Now in this situation they can only play dead and hope that with the passage of time the attention of the public will slowly shift.

Because Administration is so tight-lipped, there is a wide range of opinions on the Internet.

Some speculate that the internal struggle led to staff changes, some speculate that Mu Hang's strength and achievements were too powerful and caused fear among the top management, and there are many more strange and wild speculations that sound like the plot of a novel.

Zhuo Fu sat in his seat, poring over the online messages with great interest.

Funny, really funny.

The netizens' imaginations are just too rich, coming up with bridges that are more outrageous than one another.

But ......

As absurd as everyone's speculations are, none of them compare to the reality of absurdity.

Who would have thought that it was actually Mu Hang, a dragon slayer, who fell in love with a dragon awakening from its slumber and fell out with Administration in order to bring him back from the abyss?

Zhuo Fu gave a few "heh heh heh heh" chuckles and once again reached down to unwrap a bag of cookies.

While this was happening, the door to the Institute was suddenly opened from the outside.

Zhuo Fu was startled, and hurriedly put his cell phone away in a frenzy of hands and scrambled to hide the cookies in case he was caught actually groping the fish during work hours.

Wen Yao came in from outside and coolly swept a glance at Zhuo Fu.

Her sharp eyes landed on the other woman's sheepish expression, then slowly slid down to land on the cookie crumbs on the tabletop and raised an eyebrow, "Is that what you're doing here in the middle of the day?"

Zhuo Fu: "......"

He gave a couple dry laughs, "It's not like there's nothing to do ......"

After the end of the Blood Moon, all of the magical creatures fell into a short period of rest, and their previous mania and aggressiveness were significantly reduced, which also allowed the workload within the Institute to be cut almost in half.

And Zhuo Fu is more than happy about it.

He pulls out a cookie from under the table and hands it to Wen Yao: "Want one?"

Wen Yao: "......"

She cast a wordless, caustic glance.

Zhuo Fu shook the cookie bag, "Recommended by the Abyssal Dragon?"

Wen Yao: ".................."

She hesitated for a couple seconds, but eventually stepped forward and pulled a cookie out of the bag Zhuo Fu was holding.

Zhuo Fu asked as he nibbled on a cookie:

"Speaking of which, are you still busy with patrols these days?"

Wen Yao gave a "hmm".

"It's also a little too dedicated ......" Zhuo Fu shook his head and lamented, "It's not like there's anything going on lately, so why can't you learn from me and relax a little at ease?"

Wen Yao patted the cookie crumbs in his palm and rolled his eyes:

"Learn your words and my squad is all but finished."

Zhuo Fu: "Then take a cue from your former boss, Mu Hang didn't work so hard from 9 to 5."

"......"

Wen Yao was silent for a moment.

That was of course because Mu Hang's strength was there, something she was far inferior to, so if she wanted to maintain the team Mu Hang had left behind, she would have to be exhaustive and put in more effort in order to be able to maintain the previous results.

She chose to avoid answering Zhuo Fu's questions.

Wen Yao put down the sample in his hand and resumed his previous business-like attitude, "This is a sample of the magical creatures brought back from this patrol, remember to analyze and categorize them."

With that, she turned away without a second thought.

Looking at the slowly closing door of the laboratory, Zhuo Fu sighed.

Of course, his advice was mainly for the sake of his friends ......

But there is also that little bit that is out of selfishness.

After all ...... if Wen Yao remains such a workaholic he'll be working overtime along with him ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah!

Looking at the samples on the table, Zhuo Fu sighed with exhaustion and slowly stood up, ready to start working.

*

Mu Hang leaned down and dropped a kiss on Shi An's chest.

His movements were very gentle.

Scarlet scars remained on that pale skin, smoldering and demonic in color, and seemed to have begun to heal slowly, revealing a bit of tender pink flesh between the gaps in the scales and scales.

He moves not just out of love and compassion, but ......

During the healing period, the scales and skin near the wound become very sensitive.

Sweeps of searing spit provoked a shiver in her opponent, and Shi An subconsciously pulled back, but her spine hit the bedpan.

The rough surface of his tongue gently licked over the wound, and the sour, itchy, swollen sensation spread instantly.

Shi An shivered and said with some annoyance:

"You ...... I'll change back if you keep this up!"

Mu Hang looked up somewhat sadly, "Okay, I'll do as you say."

He came over and dropped a kiss on the teenager's soft, cold lips, then kissed the side of the other man's ear one at a time and whispered, "This is good then, I'll kiss you wherever you want me to."

Shi An: ".................."

Is that what I mean?

Immediately afterward, Mu Hang felt his arms instantly empty.

He was slightly startled and looked down.

All that was left of the spot where the teenager had just lain was a palm-sized Little Silver Dragon with round, golden-red eyes that said angrily, "I warned you!"

Mu Hang laughed out loud.

He leaned down and picked Little Silver Dragon up, keeping his cold body close to his chest, the scales scraping against the unhealed wound causing a dull ache, but Mu Hang didn't mind.

The silver-haired man smiled and lowered his head, kissing Little dragon on the head:

"Well, you did warn me."

They stayed in this room for a full half a month after the blood moon ended.

The magic was indeed restored, but Shi An felt like she was being hollowed out as well.

--In fact, the rut is over halfway through this time.

Since the trip back to the abyss, Shi An's strength has been fully restored, and no longer need to be limited by the original human body, both energy and physical strength have greatly increased, I thought that from now on, it is finally going to be the turn of the wind and water, but what he did not expect is ......

He had gotten stronger, yes, but so had Mu Hang.

The method by which Shi An and Mu Hang share their lifespans is not some sort of spell or forbidden art, but rather a two-way contract within the dragon race, a ritual used by dragons to mate with other fey, binding their souls together through the dragon flame, and then reshaping each other's bodies with the purest flames from the heart.

In this way, the party with a shorter lifespan does not suffer the side effects of increased longevity.

So in theory, Mu Hang's current body is actually no longer the flesh and blood of an ordinary human, but instead favors the indestructible dragon.

Shi An felt very seriously that she needed to put abstinence on the agenda.

When he woke up from his nap, the first thing he did was to rush to all the authors who wrote books related to dragons and force them to eat all the books with the words dragon nature.

Obviously humans are more serious than them, okay!

At best they need a little while in heat, but when the heat is over they can sleep quietly for hundreds or thousands of years.

But humans are different!

Whenever they want! Whenever they want to start!

Shi An lowered his head viciously and took Mu Hang's finger, grinding his pointed teeth.

Surely he should have been sealed in amber after all!

Abominable!

Mu Hang indulged his partner in chewing on his fingers as if they were teething sticks, stroking Little dragon's spine one hand at a time with his other, combing the thin membrane of his partner's wings with his fingertips, touching the cool, soft scales.

Finally, Shi An got tired of biting and let go of the human's soggy, contained fingers:

"I'm hungry."

Mu Hang lowered his head and asked with some surprise:

"I thought you'd want to get some sleep first?"

Shi An thought for a couple seconds and replied, "...eat before you sleep!"

Mu Hang : "So ...... you're going back to being human?"

"Don't."

Shi An kissed and rolled in the other's arms, naturally pouting, "I want you to hold me."

*

A week after the end of Blood Moon, the media finally caught up with Mu Hang again.

Surprisingly, he is not alone in his appearances.

In the distant but pixel-sharp sneak peek, Mu Hang is also seen holding a silver and white Little dragon in his arms, which is only about the size of a palm and looks like some kind of moving doll.

Apparently, Mu Hang is very indulgent with it.

Allowing the other man to climb up his shoulders and even land on top of his head, lawlessly scratching and messing up his hair.

The set of images instantly created a frenzy of discussion online.

Zhuo Fu is in his office touching the fish and tsk-tsking as he watches.

To be honest, he didn't expect Mu Hang to be so unapologetic about the presence of the camera, after all, with Mu Hang's strength, it would be easy to not be captured by the media, but he wasn't.

Not caring at all about the outside world.

After all ......

When in possession of absolute strength, it is perfectly possible to do as one pleases.

I'm afraid that's why Mu Hang condoned Shi An to make such a big fuss over the cleanup of the contaminated area earlier.

What's the point of hiding when you've already fallen out with pretty much every human power on the continent anyway?

Zhuo Fu flipped through the online reviews.

A third were discussing the reasons for Mu Hang's departure or marveling at the first strongman's face and unintentional display of tenderness.

And the remaining two thirds of the focus ...... is all on the dragon.

......

"Me too me too! It looks so small and good!"

"Do any of the big guys recognize what species of creature this is? I'm kinda psyched ......"

"Ah this, why is everyone so excited? It looks like it's a demonic creature to me, right? Have you guys forgotten the demonic creature vigilance rule?"

"Seriously, if that's what all the demons look like, I could really (stormy words)"

......

Zhuo Fu Tap on one of the images and double-finger zoom in.

The silvery-white Little dragon was seen stepping on Mu Hang's head, crouching on top of his opponent's long, silvery-white hair as a nest, his wings slightly spread out behind him as if he was trying to keep his balance.

Like wearing a dragon hat.

Though Mu Hang still wore the same cold face that made him so invisible, he was not at all majestic.

Zhuo Fu erupted into a loud, shocking laugh.

After five minutes, he had laughed enough to gloat and save the picture.

Mu Hang, Mu Hang, you've had your day!

At that moment, the door of the institute was once again pushed open from outside, and Wen Yao came in furiously, "What about the samples I asked you to study last time? Have they come out yet?"

She was frowning and looked very serious.

Zhuo Fu was stunned as he stood up, "The results should be out soon, what's wrong?"

Wen Yao took a deep breath and shook his head, "...... Maybe, maybe I'm thinking wrong."

Zhuo Fu heard the caution in the other party's words, and stood up and walked toward the instruments to the side: "Wait, I'll see if I can speed things up a bit."

He bent down and began to work it up manually.

Half an hour later, a machine off to the side began to tick away, spitting out the sample's analytical success in slow motion.

Zhuo Fu walked over and lowered his head to quickly scan over the data on it:

"Well, it all seems fine to me ......"

Suddenly, he seemed to see something out of the blue, his eyesight lurched slightly, and then he was stunned, "This is ......"

Wen Yao leaned in close, "What did you find out?"

Zhuo Fu pointed to the last line of the table and said, "This line of data doesn't seem quite right."

He looks to Wen Yao, "Why are you suddenly asking about this sample? Did you come across something during your patrol?"

Wen Yao hesitated, nodded and shook his head, "Yes and no."

"How?"

"We encountered the unknown fiend while patrolling near the Central District, but we didn't leave behind in time to take any samples or capture any distinguishing features, and no members of the team were injured, but for some reason I have a bad feeling ......"

Wen Yao took a deep breath and raised his hand to pinch his brow.

Zhuo Fu froze and suddenly realized something:

"You wait!"

With that said, he quickly hopped over to the table and picked up his communicator, finding one of his contacts before dialing it:

"Hello? Hello, is this Uncle Pei? Yes, it's me, Xiao Zhuo, I have something I want to confirm with you ......"

A few minutes later, Zhuo Fu hangs up the phone.

Wen Yao stepped forward and asked somewhat eagerly, "Well?"

Zhuo Fu thought for a moment and asked, "You do realize that I've done quite a bit of research against the Blood Moon before, right?"

Wen Yao nodded, "Right."

Zhuo Fu : "One of the ancient books vaguely mentions that the blood moon may cause some magical creatures to have aberrations, but it won't be the kind of contaminated shaped mutation that we previously understood, but rather, it will lead to the birth of a completely different species ...... But the continent hasn't had the birth of any new magical creatures for many ten thousand years already anymore, so I didn't pay too much attention to this statement before and simply ignored it, but just now I went to the Pei family and asked for a professional's opinion."

He took a deep, serious breath:

"Mr. Pei said that it is possible for this to happen."

......

"What? A new species?"

The Acting Director was slightly stunned and looked at Wen Yao.

Wen Yao nodded and said gruffly, "Yes."

This sort of thing is very difficult to control, as they don't know what effect this new species will have on the now established magical environment, it could be a simple addition, but it could also cause irreparable upheaval.

The other party pondered for a long time and said, "Intensify patrols during this recent period, and report immediately once there is any danger."

"Yes."

Wen Yao responded cleanly.

But she didn't leave right away, but boldly raised her eyes and looked at the top brass in front of her, "But ...... sir, with all due respect, the new species is a matter of great importance, and ...... based on the brief encounter, I feel that this species may not be simple, I suggest contacting Officer Mu--"

"It's okay."

The Acting Director raised his hand to stop Wen Yao and slowly tightened his brow, "Don't bring up this kind of thing again, is the Combat Section that left Mu Hang finished? I'm sure you guys can take care of this kind of thing."

Wen Yao : "...... Yes."

*

After returning to the old Mu residence, Shi An began to catch up on her sleep.

Strictly counting, he hadn't had a good sleep for a long time, especially after entering the abyss, the always sleepy guy actually didn't want to sleep at all, and after leaving the abyss and not having the chance to do so, it wasn't until now that he finally got some free time.

Considering the potential disruption to his quality of sleep, Shi An decided to sleep with his treasure, shutting Mu Hang out of the vault mercilessly.

"......"

Rejected, Mu Hang began to think seriously about the possibility of creating a small vault in his bedroom.

As time went on, the new species caused more and more commotion, and attacks around the Central District rapidly increased, causing some panic in the community.

Several families have already asked the Administration for help.

Wen Yao leads the party to the territory of one of the clans.

During the brief engagement, Wen Yao quickly realized the vulnerability of their side, it had nothing to do with the number or strength of the abled, these demons had never appeared before, they didn't know the upper limit of their magical power, if they had any special abilities, and even worse, the weapons they used to deal with most of the demons were ineffective on these new ones.

It's almost as if ...... they have evolved immunity based on humans.

It almost gave the illusion that Blood Moon was using another method to balance the gradually widening power gap between humans and demons.

Wen Yao reaches out and lifts a corner of the curtain.

The darkness outside was densely covered with saving black shadows, the eerie green light reflected from the eyeballs sent chills down one's spine, and an aura of danger surrounded the entire building.

The clan's patriarch shivered and hid behind Wen Yao, asking cautiously:

"Win, Team Win, we, what do we do next?"

Wen Yao's brow furrowed in contemplation.

Administration The support over there is basically not going to work, the damage to the vitality caused by the previous period has not yet been recovered, and more importantly ...... even if the support comes, there is not much that can be done.

They have too little intelligence now to make a counterattack against these new species.

Unless--

Wen Yao twisted back around violently, reaching out to tug on the patriarch's collar, his eyes crystal clear:

"Do you have any heirlooms?"

"...... Sh, what?"

The Matriarch froze, gazing dumbfounded at the approaching Wen Yao, not following his opponent's train of thought for a moment.

"I mean, heirlooms."

Wen Yao patiently explains, "The rarer, the more precious, the harder to find the better, and more importantly there must be more."

"This ...... has it backwards."

The patriarch stammered, "But why do you ask?"

Wen Yao stared fixedly at the obese middle-aged man in front of him, the sharp and focused line of sight sending hairs down the other party's back:

"Let me ask you a question, do you think it's your own life that's important, or these family heirloom treasures?"

"Dang, of course life is important!"

Without a life, these treasures are useless, ah!

"Very good."

Wen Yao nodded his head.

She reached out and easily pulled the communicator from the other's waist, opening the quest posting interface while slowly revealing a smile that sent chills down the Matriarch's back:

"Then it looks like you're ready to hemorrhage money."