The red dragon just wants to do whatever it wants

Chapter 11 The Secret of Procrastination
The bitter cold in spring in the northern part of the Old Continent was still there, and it was only after dark clouds drifted past that snow fell again, covering up the traces of the conflict in the forest a few days ago.

It's just that the pit that once turned into a battlefield is a bit weird.

Snowflakes tend to melt as soon as they fall.

And this abnormal phenomenon is still radiating towards the surroundings at a speed visible to the naked eye.

In just a few days, it gradually turned into a stream, flowing and converging into a steaming natural hot spring.

But what no one knows is that a red dragon hiding in the ground is actually its heat source.

And as David stepped into a deep sleep, Longwei calmed down, and this hot spring actually attracted many warm and bold animals such as macaques and brown bears to hang around.

It's just that David would never have imagined that he ate eight dead fat people in a row, but after only a few days, his body shape has become the same, and there are signs of continuing to lose weight.

His stomach began to growl, clamoring to go to work and start a new day of 007.

If it were other whelps, such as white whelps.

With this feast, I can accumulate enough fat, and I am afraid that I can hibernate directly from the beginning of this year to the beginning of next spring, then get up and lick the moss on the iron ore at the door of the two nests, and continue to live until the spring of the next year, until the five-year period has come. After entering the young dragon stage, the female dragon begins to spring again, and kicks them out of the nest to eat meat alone.

If David, who seems to be waking up from hunger at this moment, has the leisure to look through the Dragon's Legacy that is no different from the brand-new factory, he will probably be able to realize it.
I am probably sick.

Still very sick.

The name of the disease is hunger and hunger, no, the name of the disease-endless gluttony.

It exhibits symptoms similar to human hyperthyroidism and is induced by a binge eating event.

But because the level of species and endocrine imbalance is not at the same level at all, giant dragons suffering from bulimia often show extremely strong appetites, and their tempers become extremely manic.

Most of the sick dragons tend to die young due to fatigue from hunting and near-endless battles, and most of them are in the low and remote wilderness, so the impact is really limited.
However, there are always exceptions.

If you open the history books of the Old Continent, you will often find traces of this kind of mobile natural disaster.

And they, almost without accident, are all red dragons.

If there is a moment of anger, you will be angry for hundreds of years, and you will turn into a sprayer on the spot, spraying from the material plane along the Styx all the way to Bator Hell and then to the battlefield of the bloody battle. If you can open a portal to the upper plane, You can also jump up to the seven hills of heaven and spray two more;
Some have since become fat houses, sank to the bottom of the volcanic magma pool, and ended up eating through the strata all the way and smashing into the dark area, performing a meteorite falling from the sky for the younger brothers in the ground.

But it is also without exception that anyone who suffers from endless gluttony will feel endless hunger in the early stages.

They are often driven by such hunger, and keep hunting to satisfy their greedy stomach that never seems to be satisfied and peaceful.

Although gnawing rocks can also maintain vital signs, it cannot maintain the body's desire for various substances such as protein.

It can't fill the hunger that devours the heart of the dragon.

Therefore, it is rare for a dragon to sit on the ground and starve to death after being sick.

Even Bailong, who is the youngest of five colors, knows how to cut open the ice and catch a few fish to fill his stomach when he is hungry.

And I don't know if I have already experienced the state of "I will starve to death in the next second". At this moment, I am already in a half-dream and half-awake state, and I am already chewing the same jewelry hanging around my neck as a sugar pill David, who has been hungry, actually feels the level of hunger at the moment.
It seems so.

David said he could still sleep a little longer.

Immediately, like a puppet cat in a cat coffee shop when it's time to pick up customers but doesn't want to get up from the cat's paw board, two powerful hind legs hit his chin one after another and kicked him more than a dozen times. Like a training target for a professional boxer, with a tilt of his trembling head, he succeeded in renewing his previous dream.

In that dream, there was no worry about the future, no pressure from KPIs, no troubles in interpersonal relationships, and no worries from loneliness.

Only the evening breeze gently blowing across the cheeks, and the bright and warm sunshine.

In front of him are no longer the countless forked but eventually intersecting tracks.

But a boundless wilderness.

A boundless sky.

And that even wider starry sky.

David smacked his lips, changed his posture again, arched his body, stuffed his tail into his mouth and sucked it.

Sometimes I couldn't help biting my upper teeth, and quickly licked it twice as if it hurt.

So again and again.

It's like a gimai shrimp that has been completely flattened in a steamer.

It would be wonderful if there is a marinated quail egg in the bosom.

Of course, that can only happen in a dream.

And he slept soundly.

No matter how hungry my stomach was rolling 360 five degrees in protest, I was still snoring loudly.

I don't know how long it took, but the greedy stomach seemed to be too hungry and settled down.

And because of the continuous stimulation of losing food, the gastric glands also stop secreting.

His gluttonous disease caused countless tragedies and natural disasters
Healed without medicine.

It turns out that as long as the endless bulimia can overcome the initial hunger that is enough to make the dragon go crazy, it can be corrected by the dragon's own powerful immune system.

Even though, this may be a genetic problem involving the DNA level.

It's a pity that he, who is immersed in his dream, probably has no chance to know.

As for the secrets of the dragon's pathology, it is likely that it will not be revealed until several years later when other races establish a system of endocrinology.

Or in this different world with gods and magic, it has been buried forever.

There will always be dragons suffering from endless bulimia, driven by hunger, joining the never-ending Burning Crusade one after another.

Of course, even if David knew about it, he probably wouldn't be so thankful to spread the word everywhere.

After all, between dragons and dragons, except for the group of silver dragons who seem to have justice and friendship that seems to overflow on the spot, those who are not sick will only laugh at him for being stupid. Think of it as a home delivery service and gnaw it on the spot.

Unless the King of the North Wind can pity all living beings and give him a 'curse'.

Otherwise, let the truth continue to hide in his stomach for a while.

And just when his illness was exhausted by the procrastination that he couldn't get rid of through time travel, there was a paradoxical scene in the hot spring above:
Countless macaques and brown bears who only came to drink water took a bath in a pool in peace.

And each time, it gets longer and longer.

Their movements became more and more lazy.

Slowly, he didn't even bother to get up.

Lie flat in this 'natural' hot spring in the woods, based on red embers.

Until their hungry bellies shriveled and their mouths salivated.

In the end, they didn't even have to breathe.

All with satisfied smiles on their faces, they just stopped there.

If past patterns were followed, the corpse would soon stink, attracting flies and vultures.

But I don't know if the decomposing enzymes at the cellular level and the bacteria are all on strike.

A chemical process that should produce large amounts of hydrogen sulfide, ammonia, methane, and amines.
Also. together, stop.zhile
[power - laziness]

At this moment, the world with him,

Be lazy together.

(End of this chapter)