Evil Dragon: The young dragon I picked up keeps planning on becoming an empress

Chapter 347: Chapter 222: Giving the Evil Dragon a Chance to Celebrate Its Birthday, It Could Make the Hell Grim Reaper Take Notice_2

Three pure silver certificates.

[Three Goods Young Dragon Award]

[Outstanding Composition Award]

[Thousand Characters Dragon Script Award]

Nearly a year had passed, and Evil Dragon had only presented her with three pure silver certificates, the key point being that she hadn’t received a single one made of pure gold.

This simply wouldn’t do. As a Princess, how could she not have even one pure gold certificate?

Had Evil Dragon forgotten to use the trick of awarding certificates to motivate her studies?

Should she remind Evil Dragon about it?

If she reminded him, would she end up getting beaten?

Maybe she should still remind him.

The pure gold certificates Evil Dragon issued were better than the ones she forged herself.

The key was that the certificates made by Evil Dragon looked very nice.

“Um… Lance… could you help me make a nice storage box?”

“What do you need to store?”

“The certificates you’ve given me.”

Young Dragon took the opportunity to pull out the pure silver certificates Evil Dragon had previously awarded her from her Lucky Coin and waved them in front of Evil Dragon.

With such a clear reminder, Evil Dragon should be able to think of using awarding certificates to encourage her studies, right?

Certificates…

Right, how could she forget to use certificates to represent his recognition of the Dragon Whelp?

“Sure, but… a storage box for just three certificates, isn’t that a bit extravagant?”

“It won’t only be three; I’ll get many more certificates in the future.”

“Ambitious. Alright, you’ve learned plowing but haven’t learned sowing yet. Once you’ve mastered the entire process of farming, I’ll present you with a pure gold [Labor Glory Award], how about that?”

“It’s a deal!”

“I’m not deceiving you. In the future, for every skill you master, I’ll award you a certificate.”

The face of the Young Dragon fell; she didn’t have that kind of ability.

“What’s for dinner?”

“Hotpot.”

“Then let’s have hotpot tonight.”

For the next three days, Young Dragon followed Lance in learning how to prepare tea leaves.

In only three days, Young Dragon gained an understanding of the tea leaf preparation process. She began to like the tea culture that Evil Dragon spoke of.

Tasting tea… it turned out to be quite a poetic experience.

On April 19th, the tea preparation came to an end, and Evil Dragon started preparing for sowing.

On April 20th, Young Dragon followed Evil Dragon to learn how to sow seeds.

Sowing was pretty simple: push a wheel seeder, drop the corn seeds into it, and then push it along.

This was easy.

Evil Dragon taught her two methods of sowing seeds. One used a wheel seeder and the other involved using a hoe to dig holes that were not too deep or too shallow and then placing the corn seeds inside before covering with soil.

Using a hoe to dig holes was challenging. According to Evil Dragon, digging too deep or too shallow could both be problematic.

She asked Evil Dragon why she needed to learn to sow with a hoe when there was a wheel seeder available.

Evil Dragon said: A wheel seeder isn’t always available, but if you learn to sow with a hoe, in the future, even without a wheel seeder or hoe, as long as you have seeds and soil, you can plant using just Dragon Claws.

Oh.

She understood; Evil Dragon had prepared her for the worst-case scenario.

Planting seeds with Dragon Claws was a predicament she would never fall into in her life.

Because she was the imperial Princess.

That afternoon, Young Dragon planted seeds using Dragon Claws… Evil Dragon said it was just for her to get a feel of it…

It took three days to sow the cornfield.

On April 24th, Evil Dragon took out vegetable seeds and began planting them.

Little squash, tomatoes, cucumbers, bell peppers, chili peppers, green beans…

All the vegetables of the Human World were available in Evil Dragon’s garden, and the seeds were magnified who knows how many times…

After a day of labor, Young Dragon told Lance before bedtime that she wanted to rest for a day.

Lance agreed.

For now, Dragon Whelp had mastered all of the steps related to farming; the rest would be taught when the time was right, no rush.

If Dragon Whelp wanted to rest, then rest she shall.

As for the remaining vegetable seeds, he would deal with them slowly by himself.

April 25th, clear skies.

Lance was busy in the vegetable garden.

Young Dragon was also busy; she was preparing a birthday gift for Evil Dragon.

[Family Portrait] should be almost ready to carve by two or three o’clock in the afternoon.

Around four, make the cake—should be able to make a double-layer cake in about an hour.

She had learned from Evil Dragon how to make desserts and bread when they had a stall; making a birthday cake was no issue at all.

She just couldn’t make a very big birthday cake.

A cake over one meter in size was her limit.

Lunch was made by the Young Dragon, and although it didn’t taste very good, Lance still finished it all. The Dragon Whelp was cooking for her hardworking old father who was out in the fields…

Lance felt the filial piety of the Dragon Whelp.

After eating lunch, Lance went for a nap.

The Young Dragon ran to the back mountain, secretly carving her “Family Portrait”. By three in the afternoon, the “Family Portrait” was finished.

The Black Dragon squatted on the beach, not far from her, the Young Dragon sat beside the Evil Dragon. Er Gouzi was on the beach avoiding one wave after another, with crabs on his dog paws.

Turtle lay in front of the Black Dragon watching Er Gouzi.

The Evil Dragon, she, Turtle, Er Gouzi, they were all there.

This was “Young Dragon Lucia’s” Family Portrait.

Some other day she’ll carve another “Family Portrait” for herself.

Carefully putting away her carved “Family Portrait”, the Young Dragon pretended to just pass by, taking a turn through the vegetable patch.

The Evil Dragon had already started getting busy in the field.

She could now go make a cake for the Evil Dragon.

All the ingredients for making a cake were available on the island.

The Evil Dragon didn’t like sweets with a chocolate flavor, nor other foods.

Cream fruit cake.

The Young Dragon tied on her apron, donned a chef’s hat, and began to make the birthday cake.

Before making the cake, she was very anxious, but once she started, her mindset became stable. Even if the Evil Dragon saw her due to timing issues, it wouldn’t matter.

Whether or not she could give the Evil Dragon a surprise wasn’t important.

What mattered was that she wanted to prove with her actions that within her capability, she would repay the Evil Dragon in her own way.

Even though the Evil Dragon didn’t need her repayment.

But that was her sentiment nonetheless.

First time making a cake for a Giant Dragon’s birthday…@@novelbin@@

She might be the first princess in human history to celebrate the birthday of an Evil Dragon…

A little after six in the evening.

Lance, who was about to cook dinner, had just entered the dining room when he smelled the aroma of steak.

The Dragon Whelp made steak?

Upon entering the dining room, indeed there was steak.

Only, the steak was about the size of a human palm.

Looks like he’ll have to transform into a human to eat dinner.

Lance transformed into a human and entered the dining room.

Just as he sat down, the Dragon Whelp came into the dining room carrying a gift box in her claws.

Seeing the gift box in the Dragon Whelp’s claws, Lance was a bit startled. Did she rest all day just to prepare a gift for him?

“Is this…a gift for me?”

“Yes,” the Dragon Whelp said with a smile as she handed the gift from her claws to Lance, “Happy birthday, here’s your gift.”

Happy birthday?

April 25th, today was his birthday…

A dazed look appeared in Lance Jin Hong’s eyes. Birthday, huh… It’s been a long time since that concept crossed his mind.

When he was young… Donnash had wished him a happy birthday once.

After that, no one ever wished him a happy birthday again, of course, that was also because he didn’t really care to celebrate it.

He didn’t expect to celebrate the Dragon Whelp’s first birthday, yet the Dragon Whelp celebrated his first.

It felt a bit awkward.

After receiving the Dragon Whelp’s gift, Lance, back in his Black Dragon form, patted the Young Dragon’s head, “I’m not used to celebrating birthdays, it feels odd, but your sentiment… makes me very happy.”

“I also made you a birthday cake.”

As soon as the Young Dragon finished speaking, Er Gouzi appeared in the dining room pushing a cake cart.

The candles on the cake were lit.

Seeing this, Lance crossed his Dragon Claws, closed his vertical pupils, and began to make a wish.

There was a cake, so making a wish wasn’t too much, right?

[All gods: My wish is… I hope the Dragon Whelp will call me dad or father before she reaches adulthood.

Dragon God: My wish is… I hope the Dragon Whelp will call me dad or father before she reaches adulthood.]

After making his wish, he blew out the candles in one breath, some of the cream flying onto Er Gouzi’s face. The cake almost flew away, but thankfully Lance quickly caught it with his Dragon Claws.

The cake the Dragon Whelp made for him, he definitely couldn’t waste.

The cake was a bit small.

Lance, transformed into a human, was about to cut the cake with a knife and fork when something came to mind. He took out the Black Dragon’s projection communicator and called Reg’s account.

“Yo, old man, what’s this…”

“Reg, see this cake? My Dragon Whelp made it. She’s celebrating my birthday. Alright, keep busy.”

After ending the projection call with Reg, Lance sequentially called Venus and Amelia’s projection accounts, repeating what he had told Reg earlier.

He didn’t give Venus or Amelia a chance to wish him a “happy birthday”. After showing off the birthday cake the Dragon Whelp made for him, he moved on to contact the next acquaintance.

Even Solomon, a second-level Death God in hell, received a projection call from Lance.

Seeing the account that said one sentence and then ended the call, Death God Solomon was left speechless.

“You’re given a chance to celebrate your birthday and you make even the Hell Death Reaper know about it…”

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