**Yu Xunge:** "...The riddle dragon rolls off my shoulder!"
...
The next day, Zhao Shuying arrived at Yu Xunge's house at 8 AM.
Standing outside the door, she could hear a cacophony of sounds coming from inside—clanging, clattering, and the occasional bang.
Zhao Shuying wasn't worried about Yu Xunge's safety. Based on what she observed about the relationship between Tu Lan and Yu Xunge yesterday, if anything were to happen, Tu Lan would definitely protect her. So, she simply called Yu Xunge.
Before long, Yu Xunge, dressed in training gear and wiping sweat from her brow, emerged from the villa to open the door for her.
Zhao Shuying asked, "Are you really not going to the training camp anymore? Can you bear to part with all that equipment? I heard you really enjoyed playing with that launcher."
Yu Xunge pointed to the frost still lingering on her body. "No need. Tu Lan can help me train, and the results are even better."
Without the burden of weights, she could dodge with all her might and train Tu Lan at the same time.
However, training outdoors might attract unwanted attention, so they had to draw the curtains and train indoors.
That said, the results were still impressive. All the furniture became obstacles, forcing Tu Lan to rely on her quick-casting skills.
At least now, Tu Lan wouldn't shout "Aurora Screen!!!" and then start charging up with her mouth wide open.
This morning, after charging for six seconds, just as she was about to find a target, she turned around and saw Yu Xunge standing behind the bar, sipping coffee. After taking a sip, she seemed to think the sugar hadn't dissolved, so she stirred it with her pinky finger raised.
In that moment, Tu Lan's dragon heart sank.
It wasn't until Yu Xunge noticed the white light emanating from Tu Lan's mouth that she realized something was wrong!
She hurriedly set down her coffee, clenched her fist, and declared, "Bring it on! I'm ready! What a respectable opponent, what a terrifying skill!"
Tu Lan: ????
In all honesty, Yu Xunge wasn't doing it on purpose; she was just a bit thirsty at that moment...
In any case, it was an incredibly awkward moment.
Even if Tu Lan used her skill, **[Thief Dragon]**, to rewind time, it wouldn't help. They were one and the same; after the rewind, while others might not notice anything amiss, she wouldn't lose those two minutes of memory.
Yu Xunge planned to hang up some paper notes at home, with two colors: red for herself and blue for Tu Lan. The notes would represent treasures, and they would each protect their own while trying to smash the other's, all without damaging the furniture, or else they'd lose points.
Turning training into a game might even make Tu Lan beg to train with her.
As Yu Xunge led Zhao Shuying into the house, Tu Lan zoomed out of the bathroom on the first floor, freshly showered. She now took less time to shower than Yu Xunge did to wash a cup, and she no longer fussed about wanting to return to her original size.
Her social media account was flooded with comments praising her cuteness, with even foreigners following her.
Yu Xunge had seen Tu Lan laughing joyfully while holding her phone more than once.
Before leaving the dungeon with Yu Xunge: Big is strong!!
After leaving the dungeon with Yu Xunge: Little me is so cute~~
**[Chapter 854: Is Chasing Your Tail the Key to Happiness?]**
Yu Xunge didn't rush to leave with Zhao Shuying. Instead, she set up a table in the backyard and took out some food from her game backpack. The three of them—a dragon and a bunch of cats—enjoyed breakfast under the sunshade.
Occasionally, voices could be heard from the rooftop, where players were tackling dungeons. It wasn't their noise that bothered them; it was that Yu Xunge's senses were becoming sharper and clearer.
Zhao Shuying pointed to the rooftop. "Have you ever thought about selling this dungeon outright?"
Yu Xunge quickly caught on to Zhao Shuying's implication. If she was suggesting that the Special Affairs Bureau pay a lump sum, they could have discussed it yesterday. For instance, trading ownership of a level 3 dungeon for temporary access to a level 15 dungeon: "How would we sell it?"
Zhao Shuying replied, "We've recently discovered a divine talent that allows us to move dungeon light screens. If you think the dungeon upstairs is affecting your life, you can sell it to the Special Affairs Bureau."
Yu Xunge asked, "Am I responsible for the cost of moving the dungeon light screen, or is it covered by your bureau?"
Zhao Shuying confidently stated, "That's an additional service, a convenience project, so of course, it's on you."
Yu Xunge said, "Oh, then let's keep it upstairs... It can help me keep an eye on the house at night."
She was sure that if it weren't for the Special Affairs Bureau personnel coming and going to tackle the dungeon, she would have no idea how many people would show up here. The **[Water Screen Blockade]** might not deter everyone with ulterior motives.
Could the effect of installing surveillance cameras in the shop and having the police on the rooftop be the same?
In a good mood, Yu Xunge enjoyed her meal while watching Zhao Shuying's stunned expression. After a couple of bites, she suddenly asked, "Is that skill crystal for moving the dungeon light screen for sale?"
She couldn't help but let her thoughts run wild; the bad ideas were pouring out like a flood!
Zhao Shuying set down her bowl and chopsticks, formally took a tissue to dab at the corners of her mouth, cleared her throat, and began, "This is a strategic-level divine talent. You should understand how significant this talent is. In the hands of the Special Affairs Bureau, we can plan ahead, but if it falls into the hands of someone with ill intentions..."
Yu Xunge: "..." Zhao Shuying's reading time was longer than Tu Lan's **Aurora Screen**.
Zhao Shuying continued, "What if someone uses it for nefarious purposes, like moving a soon-to-be-unlocked dungeon light screen to the city center, or stealing a dungeon light screen belonging to the Special Affairs Bureau and hiding it at home..."
"You eat, you eat your food, don't mind me, just listen to what I say..."
"...So, we are still willing to sell it to the most trusted friends of the Special Affairs Bureau, and that is you!"
Yu Xunge quickly bit off the half-eaten noodle, chewed with her mouth closed, wiped her mouth with a tissue, and took a sip of lemon water to clear her throat. Here it comes, the price is about to be revealed!
Long before Zhao Shuying began her lengthy explanation, Tu Lan couldn't take it anymore. After finishing her last piece of meat, she flew into the villa before she had even swallowed, eager to play with her phone.
Once Tu Lan's figure disappeared into the backyard, Zhao Shuying finally stated her price: "One vial of dragon blood, 10ml."
Yu Xunge immediately rejected her without hesitation. "No way, I will never sell dragon blood."
Yu Xunge didn't feel angry or disappointed by Zhao Shuying's words. She knew that the Special Affairs Bureau and the research institute behind her were both interested in dragons. They could be thrilled for ages over dragon dung, let alone other things from dragons.
They didn't know their own limits, so it was understandable that they would make such a request. Therefore, she wouldn't be angry this time.
She had long anticipated this day.
Yu Xunge looked at Zhao Shuying seriously and formally expressed her bottom line: "Everything on Tu Lan, except for dragon dung, is not for sale. If you want to research something, you can issue me a task, and I will do my best to find it in Zelan. But no matter what conditions you offer, I will never trade dragon blood."
"Moreover, all uncontracted dragons are neutral. Even during this invasion, the dragons only sent a young dragon under the pressure of the twelve alien races. There won't be any more dragons coming to Blue Star."
"There are countless other exotic beasts for you to study. Tu Lan is not one of them; she is my dragon."
After quietly listening to Yu Xunge's response, Zhao Shuying also replied seriously and solemnly, "I will convey your words and your bottom line to them word for word. Rest assured, the Special Affairs Bureau will not force you to do anything you don't want to do."
Yu Xunge felt indifferent about the last statement; no one could force her to do anything she didn't want to do anymore.
Behind the curtains, Tu Lan flew in circles while holding her phone, unable to resist chasing her own tail in a dizzying loop.
When she was a little bigger, an elder dragon had taken her to the town to play. Just like Yu Xunge had introduced her to various foods and toys by jumping from rooftop to rooftop, the elder dragon had flown her over house after house, introducing her to every passerby and telling her which race they belonged to among the twelve holy clans.
That day, she had seen a little beast spinning in circles under the sunlight, chasing its own tail. She had asked the elder dragon what the little beast was doing.
The elder dragon had told her: "It's happy."
"Is chasing your tail the key to happiness?"
"Perhaps it's just too happy, with no one to share it with, no one to understand, so it can only chase itself. When it finally catches up, it can tell itself about this happy moment, allowing itself to feel joy once more."
...
After breakfast, Zhao Shuying took Yu Xunge and Tu Lan to three locations. The level 12 dungeons had already been laid out by the Special Affairs Bureau and had been tackled for a week.
All three locations had level 13 dungeon light screens, and they were all large-scale dungeons. The personnel from the Special Affairs Bureau were a bit overwhelmed, so they sought Yu Xunge's help.
Zhao Shuying didn't provide Yu Xunge with any credentials.
The Special Affairs Bureau had conducted a profile on Yu Xunge. After analyzing her behavior following the game invasion, they concluded that she was someone people would want to be friends with—cheerful, resilient, eager to learn, fond of small animals, family-oriented, emotionally stable, gentle in her methods, and morally flexible.
Of course, she also had her downsides, such as being overly concerned with fairness, being calculative about gains and losses, and disliking rules and restrictions, among others.