Rise Of The White Dragon Chapter 180
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The next morning, the sun came in through the window, through the curtains and brightening the bedroom in the suite.
Luan woke up and prepared breakfast himself, without having to order room service. Breakfast was not complicated: eggs, pancakes, porridge, toast and some side dishes.
Ingrid woke up to a delicious smell. Wearing cute pink turtle pajamas drawn on the pattern, Ingrid put on a pair of green turtle slippers. 'Aren't these a little too childish?'
It was not she who had prepared the pajamas; it was something that Luan himself prepared. She hadn't expected him to choose something so cute. Tying her hair in a high bun, Ingrid washed her face in the bathroom and left.
While making coffee, Luan wore a white T-shirt with four open buttons and black sweatpants.
"Delicious smell~" Ingrid hugged him from behind, while Luan passed the coffee.
"I'm just going to finish brewing the coffee," Luan said, "For now, can you take the toast and put it on the plate for us?"
"Yeah." Ingrid kissed Luan's face and walked away.
"The dishes are in the second cupboard on the right," Luan said.
"Okay." Ingrid tried to open it, yet even standing on tiptoe she was unable to open the closet.
Luan smiled when he saw this and said, "On the wall on the right side there is a button. Press it to open the closet door."
"Oh." Ingrid pushed the button and actually opened it. Puffing out her cheeks, she looked at Luan in a bad mood and complained, "Luan! Why didn't you tell me before?"
"Because it was cute to see you so confused when trying to open the closet," Luan laughed.
"Damn..." Ingrid pouted and took the plates.
Luan finished brewing the coffee and filled two cups with coffee. He sat on the chair around the round glass table and Ingrid sat beside him.
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"There!"
Biting Luan's arm, Ingrid exclaimed, "This is because you didn't warn me before!"
"Haha..." Luan gave a dry laugh.
Ingrid began eating her toast and said, "Oh yes, today is Easter Sunday. I think we should at least give Cristina a gift. I also want to give a gift to my mother, Catharina, and her mother."
"Right. I also thought about giving something to Cristina; she didn't have many celebratory events in which she participated and celebrated. Although I don't think it is necessary to do anything flashy, I think my mom must be making some preparations to celebrate today. In fact, mother called and said that Cristina will spend the morning and part of the afternoon at a friend's house. When she comes back, she plans to make a feast and give gifts."
"I understand," Ingrid smiled, "It is good that she already has a friend who she can even visit."
"Yeah," Luan nodded.
Taking a sip of coffee. Ingrid rested her other hand on her cheek as she looked at Luan's handsome face.
"Mm?" Luan looked at her.
Ingrid smiled again and said, "I am happy to be able to move up to Second Order and to be able to connect with my Origin."
"I'm also happy that it worked," Luan said, and added, "I also notice that your physique has also increased."
"Yes, now I must be around 33 times stronger with physique and Qi at 51 times," Ingrid said.
"Oh, that is surprising." Luan rubbed her face gently. His hand was so big that it was able to cover her entire face, or maybe it was her face that was so small that Luan's hand was able to cover all of it.
"And you, Luan? Have you made any progress?" As she had not been completely lucid, she did not remember the process very well, especially what had happened to Luan.
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"Yes, my spiritual body is currently 52 times stronger. This is beyond ordinary people, since my body is a little bit special now that I created the Dantian and together with the Pseudo Core of the dragon that has the strength of 64. Of course, it was supposed to be 116 times stronger, however, as I said, I'm a little bit special so I can even reach 150 times stronger, or even 200 if I use one of my special techniques, mainly the technique of the ten magic fingers."
"Oh, about that, I think I have something like a core, but it must be this Dantian thing, yes?" Ingrid asked.
"Exactly," Luan nodded.
"But, why don't I have a nucleus or Pseudo Nucleus of the Sea of Blood?" Ingrid was in doubt.
"I studied your body a little while you were sleeping. It turns out that your Origin of the Sea of Blood is directly connected with your Dantian and has connected some of your meridian veins. However, it was not enough to create its own Nucleus." Luan added, "But that does not mean that it will not happen. It may be that in the future you may be able to develop a Nucleus because of the Sea of Blood."
"I understand. Anyway, I'm happy to be stronger." Ingrid smiled brightly, showing her pearly white teeth.
"Yes, and with your help, we may be able to open the dimensional gap where Leviathan is," Luan said, looking more excited than usual. "If we can get support from Leviathan, many future problems could be solved more easily."
"Leviathan... You talked about this before," Ingrid said, "Something so powerful, will it be easy to control? By the way, can you do it?"
"Mm." Luan thought and said, "It shouldn't be impossible, but it won't be easy. However, I don't want absolute control, just having access to some functions will be enough."
"Well, if it's as powerful as you say it is, even 1% would have to be of great help," Ingrid took a sip of coffee.
"Changing the subject," Luan said, "The Online Survival game will start the tournament in all registered countries on the 10th of this month. I also thought about starting to provide basic fighting techniques that are useful against monsters."
"Oh? But why didn't you give those to me and the rest?" Ingrid asked.
"It's not that I don't want to, it's because there is no need at the moment. The very technique of training the body and Qi takes a lot of time and effort. Currently, you all still don't have time to train a fighting technique, and furthermore, the body technique itself is basically a fighting technique and is by no means weak," Luan explained.
"Now that you mention that, it's true. Although I don't know any martial arts, I have become a good fighter. I can see people's weaknesses with a single look and also have the movements of the body technique that have facilitated my movements when it comes to fighting," Ingrid nodded in understanding.
"I finished." Luan got up.
"Me too," Ingrid said, "It was delicious."
"I'm glad you liked it." Luan smiled and said, "How are you feeling now? Do you think you can use your Qi to help me open the dimensional gap?"
"Probably. For now, I don't see anything wrong," Ingrid thought and said.
"Okay. Let's go to the bedroom. The formation there is stronger." Luan walked towards the room when he finished speaking.
"Yeah!" Ingrid felt a little nervous. It was, after all, something so powerful that it could shake the whole world. It was not easy to remain calm in such a situation.
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