Evil dragon has a warm heart
Chapter 262 - 262 261 Rossay

Chapter 262: Chapter 261 Rossay Chapter 262: Chapter 261 Rossay Mrs. Moore left the restaurant with her reward, beaming with joy as she returned to the kitchen to boast with pride.

Russell, on the other hand, contentedly enjoyed a meal of tofu and named this delicacy “Secret Spiced Brine-Dotted Tofu.” It was another hometown dish he added to his weekly recipe collection, following the “Secret Ginger Onion Fresh Fish Soup,” “Secret Recipe Sweet and Sour Pork Loin,” and “Secret Technique Braised Chicken with Rice.”

“It’s really delicious, sir,” Hans said. His teeth had begun to wobble with age, and he had developed a particular fondness for the soft tofu. “I wish I could eat tofu every day.”

“You want to eat tofu every day? That’s easy,” Russell stroked his chin.

He thought about the diet of the serfs on his estate, which was basically either black bread or mashed potatoes. Foods like soybeans and lentils were steamed directly, making the diet monotonous and quite bland.

If he could promote tofu, perhaps he could improve the dietary structure of his people and enrich their taste experience at the same time.

So he said to Butler Morris, “Have Mrs. Moore record the process of making tofu, and then give it to Hans.”

“Yes, master,” Butler Morris replied.

Hans became immediately anxious: “Master, this… How could this be proper, Hans is already under a Great Dragon’s gaze being able to eat tofu in your presence, and dares not ask you for the tofu recipe!”

“Hans, take the recipe with peace of mind. It’s not given to you for nothing,” Russell indicated to Hans not to be nervous. “I want you to spread the tofu recipe to every household of my people and teach them how to grind and make tofu themselves.”

Only then did Hans accept the recipe with a clear conscience, before he began effusively flattering: “Master, you are the most merciful and generous master in the world. To be your serf is the fortune of us all, it is the Great Dragon watching over us!”

This flattery was so excessive that even Russell felt embarrassed: “Alright, alright, let’s eat.”

After dinner,

Russell read a book in his study for a while before preparing to wash up and go to sleep.

He had moved his master bedroom to the newly constructed third floor, which had freshly painted walls without any pungent odors or contaminants like formaldehyde. Instead, between the walls, he could feel the magic power being emitted.

This was because during the repairs, magic materials were added between the bricks. The magic essence was still quite active at this time and needed to solidify over a period before fully integrating with the walls.

“This is nice!”

Dressed in his pajamas, Russell opened another door in his master bedroom, a door that led to the terrace garden.

Under the night sky, stars twinkled, yet the terrace garden was without any flowers or plants; these were for Russell to arrange himself.

“Rush.”

Unicorn Polly called out, and then quietly flew up to the terrace garden as well.

“This place is beautiful, isn’t it? Once I plant some flowers and grass, it will be even more so,” Russell said as he stroked Polly’s mane.

The two of them watched the stars in the terrace garden for a while, syncing their hearts in harmony before each went off to sleep. Polly liked to lie down amidst the bamboo, enjoying the rustling sound of the leaves, while Russell preferred the warmth of a big bed.

“Gah!”

The familiar roar of the Great Dragon sounded, and within the Gloomy Dreamland, Russell turned over to mount the Little Dream Dragon and called for Polly to begin their night’s adventure.

“First, let’s measure the extent of the Gloomy Dreamland,” Russell began his earnest research, as he had not previously had the conditions to measure accurately.

Returning home, he could compare with the “ruler line” laid out before to precisely determine the Gloomy Dreamland’s radius.

“Three hundred meters!” Russell looked at the ruler line, with the boundary exactly at the three hundredth small stone.

One small stone represented one meter.

“So the area is… 282,744 square meters, approximately 424 mu,” Russell calculated the data, “Last measurement was 356 mu, an increase of 68 mu… About fifty of that is probably due to the Ice Soul Pearl and the rest due to the Ice Pellet Pearl.”

In the Snowfield battlefield, the Little Dream Dragon ate a large number of Ice Pellet Pearls, yet the area increased by these pearls was still less than that of a single Ice Soul Pearl.

From this, it was evident that the Ice Pellet Pearls were not very effective in feeding the Little Dream Dragon.

“So, Ice Cream, from now on, you just wait to eat the Ice Soul Pearls from the Snow Demons. Leave the Ice Pellet Pearls for your future little brother Rossay,” Russell said with a smile.

After hearing this, the Little Dream Dragon pouted and let out two streams of thick smoke from its nostrils. It didn’t think highly of this cheap little brother Rossay.

Especially since it had to give up eating Ice Pellet Pearls to Rossay, it was even less pleased.

However, Russell had emphasized many times that the Little Dream Dragon might snub everyone else, but it couldn’t snub Russell. It grudgingly agreed to Russell’s plan—the Ice Soul Pearls in the real world would belong to it, and the Ice Pellet Pearls would go to Rossay.

As for who Rossay was.

Naturally, he was the Black Oil Dragon that Russell had yet to nurture into form; he had already named it Rossay.

“Ro” was exclusive to the Fluorescent Fungi Family, and “ssay” was derived from the English word “sino.”

Because in Russell’s memory, the English name for Sinopec was SINOPEC, which complemented the positioning of the Black Oil Dragon perfectly.

Thus, the name Rossay captured the true essence of translation—fidelity, expressiveness, and elegance.

“Alright, measurement over. Fly at full speed and let me witness your current strength, Ice Cream!” Russell waved his chubby little hand.

“Ga!”

The Little Dream Dragon then flew with all its might. It had now reached a top speed of fifty kilometers per hour, which wasn’t inferior to the little electric scooters back on Earth.

The Unicorn Polly, with its pink pony appearance, quietly followed behind Ice Cream. It was still incredibly fast, but it couldn’t fly beyond the range of the Gloomy Dreamland and the Dream Clone.

Above Ice Cream’s head.

In addition to the Sword Butterfly and the Thorn, there was a new member of the Dream Family—a tiny Flat Louse.

Alas, the Little Dream Dragon was somewhat averse to the Flat Louse and didn’t let it settle on its head, so the Flat Louse could only land among the small white flowers blooming from the Thorn’s small branches. Similar to the Thorn’s effect, the Flat Louse also provided a radius of one and a half meters for the Dream Clone.

Now, the range of the Dream Clone was a spherical radius of four meters, totaling a volume of two to three hundred cubic meters.

Not much smaller than a house.

One human, one dragon, one beast, one butterfly, one flower, one louse—the six members of the Dream Family swiftly entered the Echo Water River Cavern along the Glowing River.

Russell was already intimately familiar with the geography of his domain, guiding the Little Dream Dragon through twists and turns until they arrived at the Great Mouth Atrium. Flying out from there and continuing to head northeast, they soon reached their destination for the night.

Saiban Snow Forest!

Russell came to seek the embodiment of the free will of this snow forest—the Saisbania Fairy.

Perhaps it had been a long time since it was last disturbed, the Saiban Fairy was sleeping in the thickest fir tree. Its magic power also permeated the entire fir tree, emitting a soft magic glow that was particularly noticeable in the dark world.

“We meet again, Saiban,” Russell laughed heartily.

Today, he was there to see the Fairy Saiban to solve the issue of Fantasy Beast whispers being activated without being able to shut off. He no longer wanted to be disturbed by those silly Fantasy Beasts.

Especially the Glowing Black Scorpion from Fluorescent Castle, which had caused him severe emotional trauma; he could even hear the Glowing Black Scorpion’s incessant “eat eat eat eat eat eat…” in his dreams. Listening to it for too long would absolutely cause nervous exhaustion.

At this moment, the Fairy Saiban was unaware of Russell’s arrival and continued to slumber among the tree branches.

Then Russell thought of something and suddenly shouted at the Fairy Saiban, “Saiban!”