Brass Dragon in the Dragon World

Chapter 348
A social animal's day often starts with the annoying alarm clock, and Ender remembered the familiar music beside his pillow. He used to like this song very much, but now he only finds it annoying when he hears it.

Flapping the wings on his back a few times, Ender clasped the horns on his head, opened his mouth with fangs and belched with flames, and the smell of mutton skewers echoed in the room.

Ender is a well-known household who has difficulty getting up. He barely walked to the toilet with sleepy eyes. His body was like a wind-up machine. He picked up his toothbrush stiffly and began to take care of his teeth carelessly.

The teeth in the white foam were a little yellow. Ender never brushed his teeth seriously, but his teeth were still very neat, and he had never had tooth decay since he was a child, so Ender always thought that the yellowish color meant that his teeth were healthy.

After spending some time polishing the dragon horns on his head with the grinding stick, and doing a simple care for the scales, Ender put on his suit, tied his tie into an adult look, turned off the air conditioner, and walked out of the rental house.

"Ah, it's so hot..."

Ander's momentum faltered in an instant. This is a city on the southeast coast. Even if it's less than seven o'clock, the air outside is still as unbearable as a steamer this summer.

And the next step is a daily trial. There is a famous scenic spot in this city famous for sheep, which is the subway line [-]. This subway line passes through several important places, and there will be a large number of people going up and down every day.

Students wearing school uniforms to and from school, carrying breakfast and mobile phones, the schoolbags behind them are important weapons, and they can squeeze out a way no matter what with the turtle-like schoolbags.

Grandparents with small bags and plastic bags, or pushing carts, some of them go to drink morning tea, some go to the park for morning exercises, but these small old people are the enemy of crowding the subway, facing the problem of whether the old people give up their seats will make people feel uncomfortable. Conscience is in tangled agony.

And those office workers like Ender, carrying briefcases and suits and ties, most of them live far away, and can only rush to the morning subway with the students, which is tantamount to torture for Ender.

"Excuse me, Excuse me," the brass dragon opened its mouth and shouted, "Let me put my tail in!"

After pushing away a couple of high school students who smelled sour, Ender finally put his tail in. He carefully raised his tail. Ender hung his horns on the armrest of the carriage, lowered his head while holding his briefcase Close your eyes and rest.

The subway is swaying, surrounded by all kinds of smells, the cooking oil and leeks for breakfast, the ink in the schoolbag, and the most obvious, the strong smell of sweat engraved on everyone's clothes.

People crowded the car to and fro, and Ender hung on the armrest, feeling like grass in a storm, swaying left and right by the crowd, wrapping his suit around his body, rubbing against the scales on Ender's back.

Until the bilingual station announcement sounded, Ander was finally relieved. He was spit out by the subway door like a ball of chewing gum. After tidying up his messy suit, Ender took a deep breath as if reborn, and walked towards the exit.

Now Ender works in a very small garbage game company, and is mainly responsible for producing the kind of garbage games that are brothers, come and kill me, and what Ender does is to draw characters with big wings with RGB flashes.

After returning to his work station, Ander stretched his waist. The girl at the next work station came over with a sugar cake and said to Ander with a smile, "Brother De, please help me heat it up!"

"Won't you buy me one?" Ender moved his shoulders a few times: "Ajie, you will only trouble me all day long."

With a sunny smile, the girl took out a lunch box with her hands behind her back: "I invite you to eat the jackfruit seeds boiled in salt water yesterday."

Ander rolled his eyes at the girl, took the lunch box, sprayed a mouthful of dragon's breath on the sugar cake in the girl's hand, the crumpled cold cake became warm, the girl thanked Ander happily, and chatted about yesterday The strange request made by the big client made the girl go back to her work station.

Opening the plastic lunch box, there were loquat-sized jackfruit seeds inside. After being boiled in salt water, the texture was soft, like potatoes with a fruity aroma. Ender liked that special taste very much.

Yesterday, a big client made a strange request to add a special pet to this garbage game, a black dragon named Nidhogg. Now Ender can only work overtime to model on the computer , ready to wait for the next update to add this thing.

As soon as he finished drawing Nid Hogg's wings, Ender received a call from his boss:

"Xiao An, I thought about it. Now the island country animation is very popular, so let's add an island-style pet. It's called that... Oh yes, Yamata no Orochi."

Ender sighed, there is no way, the boss speaks, the subordinate has to run, so he can only draw an image of eight heads on the computer, and prepares to add another krypton gold point to the players in the game.

The life of a social animal is boring. Ander does not belong to this city. His parents are children who used to work outside. He was born here, went to school, and returned to work here, but after all, he couldn't find his place in the feasting.

And Ander doesn't belong to that small northern town in his hometown. There are delicious noodles and mutton skewers. After work, you can eat small skewers and drink orange soda. I have been away for too long, so long that I can't remember the pink sky during the sandstorm in my hometown.

Here, he is just barely living, accepting the boring life in the grid room day after day, and giving up the game that he originally wanted to play, because he knows that the outdated gameplay has been outdated. If you can't keep up with the ever-changing tide, you can only stay in the company, complete boring tasks day after day, and draw materials for those garbage games.

Another day passed, and the new version was launched today. Ander worked overtime until ten o'clock in the evening. An artist like him didn't have any unexpected work, but the boss just didn't want to let them go.

Anyway, there is no need to pay overtime pay, and he will definitely not lose money if he works a little more.

Back home with a tired body, Ender looked at the bloodshot eyes in the mirror, until now he realized that what was in the mirror was not a dazzling brass dragon, but an ordinary social animal.

He closed his eyes, took a deep breath slowly, yes, there are no dragons in the real world, all that is just his fantasy...

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Snapped!
Ender's hand hit the mirror, and the sharp dragon's claws dug into the concrete wall behind the mirror.

"It's almost enough." Ender raised his head and looked at the man in the suit in the mirror. "I haven't experienced this feeling for a long time. I still have to save the world."

The man in the mirror smiled at the same time as him, flames emerged from Ander's body, the dragon's wings stretched out, and the dragon broke through the restraint of the suit and flew out of the window, flying over the village in the city.

People screamed, took out their mobile phones to take pictures of the dragon's figure, and then disappeared into a phantom in the exclamation.

At that moment, Ander broke through the dream created by Yanling Nightmare, returned to reality, and saw the Yamata no Orochi with its bloody mouth open and drooling in front of him.

(End of this chapter)