CHAPTER 393: CHAPTER 245: BLUE DRAGON’S JOYFUL RUSH

Although David kept talking big about rebelling against the Chromatic Dragon Queen’s shadowy plans, ever since he had his third daughter, he stayed obediently in the Port of Wallens, displaying a contentment that suggested he had no desire to return home.

It was simply because Hatchlings were truly fun to play with.

At this moment, he seemed to have finally found the joy that big cats get from pawing their kittens, or even the thrill of holding them while practicing their kicking.

It was simply irresistible.

Especially when he was creatively encouraging his daughters to train their Seven Sins Authority, the daughters benefited, and he derived great pleasure from it—it felt like he’d hit the jackpot, winning big time!

Compared to human babies that needed another three years for their "software" to be installed and tested, each Hatchling was an absolute ’Superman’, with no need to worry about them getting bumped or scraped at all.

Take Octavia, the third daughter, for instance. Her favorite pastime was having David swing her around by one leg with his tail, like a meteor hammer.

With each swing, her incredibly hearty and booming laughter filled the skies over the Port of Wallens.

Once, when she was swung out—perhaps because she had overeaten at the Port of Wallens—a fiery fart slipped out, causing a slight miscalculation in her trajectory.

Octavia, weighing hundreds of pounds, managed to collapse a Dragon Nest half a kilometer away, nearly scaring David to death.

Then this Ironhead Dragon came running back on her hind legs, eager to try again. She apparently found it fun to use such momentum to demolish a large structure a hundred times her own size.

As for the inevitable injuries? As long as it wasn’t anything serious like broken bones, such injuries would heal within ten days to a month or so with a few good meals.

Moreover, Octavia had also received the Stone of Regeneration that had accompanied David for quite some time.

They just loved playing exciting games with David, their Dragon Father, who looked fierce but was actually quite easy to talk to.

The two Green Dragon mothers were too ’gentle’, and the Red Dragon Mother was always gallivanting about, completely hands-off and nowhere to be seen.

It was only at times like these that David inexplicably felt that he had been lucky in his reincarnation.

After all, among the Chromatic Dragons, mother dragons willing to wholeheartedly look after Hatchlings were few and far between.

Or, to put it more precisely, perhaps mothers like Lizrite, who simply found a couple of ’Green Dragon nannies’ for her kids and washed her hands of them, were, in fact, rare and good mothers?

David pursed his lips. He had so many thoughts on the quirks of Chromatic Dragon society, but it was difficult to articulate them.

「On this day」

Since David had not returned to the Old Continent as planned last month, his Dragon Father, Attilicia, had to gently remind him,

"The Tokamak Fortress has been completed as scheduled and can enter the trial operation phase."

The implication was clear: it was his turn to lure the ’Blue Dragon employee’.

After all, their current self-generated electricity, along with their still immature techniques for electrical energy storage and release, was insufficient. Both the energy levels and precision failed to meet the input requirements.

Let alone electromagnetic turbulence, the energy core would disintegrate before it could even properly start warming up.

It was like a wealthy guy buying a 4090 graphics card only to watch videos and play League of Legends in his free time; the cooling fans wouldn’t even spin. That’s how underutilized it was. Beside him, you might find a couple of sycophants with overly sweet voices vying to flatter him:

"Our big bro is just so considerate of his ’precious,’ afraid she’ll get worn out from working day and night!"

"It’s not like those other crypto-mining bosses who run their cards ragged day and night—who knows what terrible state they’re in by now!"

"Oh." David had been well aware of this and had planned a trip back. But for some reason, after his Dragon Father, Attilicia’s, nudge, he found himself even more reluctant to get up.

It was Sloth.

And so, he continued to indulge in his Sloth for the better part of another half-month. One day, his third daughter, Octavia, descended from the sky and plopped her considerable weight right onto his head, jolting him awake. That finally broke the incredibly comfortable cycle of Sloth.

With great reluctance, he lazily got up, stretched, and went through the Teleportation Gate that his Dragon Father had set up to return to the Kutaro Desert. He greeted the ’project team members’ responsible for the test and monitoring, then turned into his Blue Dragon form and cleared his lungs with his Thunder Breath.

After that, putting on an air of importance, he leisurely returned to the Olivalyres clan, which he hadn’t seen for two months.

To the Dragons, David’s two-month disappearance post-hibernation was curious, but few delved into it.

After all, inquiring about the whereabouts and privacy of other Dragons was a dangerous endeavor that could easily lead to ’misunderstandings’: it’s somewhat akin to a cat in heat sniffing another cat’s behind to determine its gender, where failing to maintain a safe distance can result in being socked in the face.

Only Tania, David’s younger sister, had no such reservations.

As soon as David had barely landed in his nest, before he could even get comfortable, Tania pounced on him like a suddenly frenzied little calf.

Under the instinctive counterattack of David’s tail, she stepped on his stomach, bounced up as if on a trampoline, and then, as agile as Spider-Man, she leaped from the ceiling of the cave, treating David as if he were an imaginary enemy—a teenaged Dragon girl going full-out, all without causing any damage or making a sound.

"Spill it, spill it, Big Brother David! Where have you been sneaking off to have fun without taking me along? Don’t you know I’ve been so bored in this nest I could grow mushrooms on my butt?!"

Upon hearing this, David feigned great interest, his eyes widening as he reached out with the tip of his tail to poke Tania’s rear end, saying,

"Oh, let’s have a look. I’ve heard of Red Dragons growing mushrooms on their backsides, but I’ve never seen it for myself. Let me pluck a couple to roast and taste."