And the small Juvenile Dragon gracefully spread her wings, red Dragon Breath erupting from the central control point of her Dragon’s Wings, like a thruster, and in the next mont, Fafnir had already circled around the hobody witch and finally stopped on her right shoulder.
"Senior, it’s ti to set off, let’s harvest the crops."
Dorothy reached out to adjust the witch hat, and the sleepy-eyed Eyes of the Stars on the brim opened.
"Morning, Dorothy, what crops are we harvesting?"
The just-awakened senior Fanny asked while summoning water with her tentacles for a virtual wash, puzzled.
To this, the hobody witch felt a mix of frustration and exasperation.
"Of course, the crops of Stars Industry. We just planted them yesterday. Can you, the boss, be a bit more motivated and stop slacking off?"
Dorothy was speechless at this senior who was practically becoming her living equipnt.
"Oh, then you go for it, Dorothy."
Senior rolled her eyes and raised her tentacles, feigning enthusiasm with a cheer.
She truly lacked motivation.
Although Dorothy’s words had stirred her up like chicken blood yesterday, after a night’s sleep, the passion had faded.
Well, if she doesn’t feel the curse of knowledge, she’ll go mad in fifty years anyway, so does rising to an upper-level matter?
It’s not important, you know.
Then why bother, let’s go with the flow.
"Right, Dorothy, you just want to persuade to beco a tool for you. Forget it. When you need , I’ll lend you my strength."
Senior Fanny suddenly saw through everything and said.
Dorothy: "....."
The hobody witch was speechless again.
Alright, senior, do you enter Sage mode after sleeping? Every morning when you just wake up is when you’re at your smartest, too lazy to move.
She complained in her heart.
Then she opened the door and skillfully walked into the kitchen of the Yengade Family.
Well, this place had already beco Dorothy’s territory. The chefs who were once witches in the kitchen had all been downgraded to her assistants. By the ti Dorothy arrived, a mountain of ingredients was already prepared.
The hobody witch skillfully started the fire, and then the Ancestral Elder necklace on her neck stopped biting its tail and began to inhale with an open mouth.
As soon as Dorothy finished cooking a pot, the Dragon and Serpent instantly devoured half of it.
After she tried her best to cook all the mountain-high ingredients, eventually, 99% went into the Ancestral Elder’s mouth, leaving just a few servings of breakfast for her.
Sigh, this Ancestral Elder was truly hard to cater to. Dorothy suspected that Yengade inherited the Dragon King’s stomach, just like the Little Fatty Dragon used to be a big eater.
If it weren’t for her prior experience with raising Little Fatty Dragon, with her abundant experience, an ordinary person wouldn’t be able to attend to the Ancestral Elder.
Still, the Ancestral Elder knew how to care for others. After all, she paid for the ingredients herself, and they were all high-level items. Although she ate 99%, the remaining parts were the essence, the longest-lasting magic power, the most nourishing.
For a powerhouse at Yengade’s level, even the best ingredients are just a taste. Magic power growth ans nothing to her anymore, as she’s already at 99.99 mana, beyond is an unfathomable decimal of omnipotence that’s forever unattainable, so let the good stuff be for the sisters to eat.
Dorothy carried the breakfast to the dining room, where Mother Dragon and the sisters had been waiting for a long ti. Senior Mia, too, had sponsored a stay at the Yengade Family recently, saying she was holess, saving on accommodation costs to support the hobody witch’s construction of a fantastic workshop.
Well, although the rich senior could afford tens of millions of gold coins at any given mont now, yet she really... I’m crying.
But Mother Dragon welcod this, happily preparing a room for Senior Mia, and told Dorothy that Yengade’s Dragon Castle was quite large, with many vacant rooms available, encouraging her to bring more sisters ho to stay.
The hobody witch felt Mother Dragon was hinting sothing to her.
But forget it, let’s eat first.
After a big feast, with a full belly, Dorothy, Sophia, and Mia were ready to set off again, but just as they reached the door, they saw two pairs of pitiful eyes looking at them.
It was Alice and Audrey.
These two children couldn’t stay at ho any longer, their eyes filled with the desire to go out and play.
Being stared at by these two little sisters, Dorothy couldn’t insist on saying she was going out for important business, so she turned to Madeline and asked.
"Why not join us, help keep an eye on them."
To this, the Succubus Witch nodded gleefully.
She actually wanted to go out for a stroll too, after all, the Dragon Kingdom was like Heaven to her, a Martial Fool, but felt embarrassed to act cute like the sisters.
She was supposed to be a reliable adult witch.
Thus, in the end, a cheer of sisters all set out together.
After declining the maid Natasha’s offer to drive them in that Pegasus luxury car, each person rode their broom toward Dragon Roar Colosseum.
But...
"Wow, sister, is Dragon Kingdom always this thrilling every day?"
Feeling the roar and frenzy of Magic Pressure coming from afar, Alice curiously asked Dorothy beside her.
And to this, the hobody witch shrugged.
Well, she didn’t know why today the Dragon Kingdom seed sowhat explosive.
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