I, disguised as a white dragon, was supported by the state.

But receiving such a generous gift from Bai Lin, coupled with Director Zhao's instructions, gave him a reason to come.

"I didn't teach you the boxing technique," Bai Lin said calmly.

His gaze remained fixed on the game screen, a custom-designed game controller in his hand, maneuvering the monkey in front of him to jump around and dodge attacks.

He recently became fond of a game called Black Monkey, finding it quite good for killing time, though it's easy to die suddenly.

Guan Mi held the easel and stared at Bai Lin from the side, his paintbrush occasionally falling to the ground.

She studied art for many years and her skill level is quite good.

She has recently found new enjoyment.

Help Haku draw!

Her two works were hanging on the wall next to it.

The white dragon in the painting is majestic and lifelike.

Lei Yao glanced at Guan Mi, who was engrossed in her painting, and explained, "I have already thanked Miss Guan, and I have come here specifically to thank Mr. Bai."

"Hmm," Bai Lin replied casually.

Lei Yao placed the fruit basket on the table and looked around somewhat awkwardly.

He is not very good at socializing.

In the words of his former superior, he was able to reach his current position because of his down-to-earth and hardworking nature.

He felt it was luck that he met a benefactor.

Seeing that Bai Lin remained silent and Guan Mi was focused on his own affairs, he felt somewhat superfluous in the room.

In the past, he would have said goodbye and left.

But before coming here, he specifically consulted Zhang Yu.

After all, that guy was terrified by the white dragon, frozen in place, yelled "Get out!", and spat at it. Now he still often comes here, and a few days ago he happily said that he had gotten a mouthful of dragon saliva.

He envied that kind of shamelessness.

He now understood why the timid Dr. Zhang had succeeded.

His high intelligence and thick skin are his spear and shield!

He recalled the experience that Dr. Zhang had imparted to him.

Unless Bailong explicitly tells you to leave, you should shamelessly stay and try to find common ground to praise him in order to get closer to him.

What should I praise myself for?

Chapter 43 Mr. Bai is really fair-skinned

"Is there anything else?" Bai Lin glanced at Lei Yao, who was standing still.

The guy stood there like a wooden stake, not uttering a sound for a long time. He thought he had accidentally cast a spell to freeze him.

"Ah, no, it's not!" Lei Yao shook his head vigorously.

He racked his brains and came up with a compliment: "Mr. Bai is really fair-skinned."

"Pfft... Haha!" Guan Mi couldn't help but burst out laughing.

Bai Lin stared at Lei Yao with an expression as if he were an idiot.

He thought this guy was mentally unstable.

Guan Mi's laughter and Bai Lin's gaze made Lei Yao's dark face flush red.

He realized he had said something completely pointless.

Bai Long doesn't seem to care whether he's fair-skinned or not.

No, if the white dragon isn't white, how can it still be a white dragon?

"Um, Mr. Bai must..."

He had intended to say that he would be very popular with the female dragon, but then he thought that there might not be any female dragons in the world.

Moreover, he had heard Zhang Yu mention that the white dragon seemed to have no gender, and he couldn't find any reproductive organs on its body.

He desperately tried to recall the vocabulary Zhang Yu had taught him, but his mind became increasingly blank.

Seeing the atmosphere becoming tense, he finally managed to rack his brains for words.

"Mr. Bai must be very strong."

After he finished speaking, he smiled awkwardly.

“Captain Lei, Mr. Bai can sense your good intentions, so there’s no need for you to flatter him here!” Guan Mi suppressed a laugh.

She could sense Lei Yao's feelings.

This guy with thick eyebrows and big eyes must have been bewitched by Zhang Yu and is planning to come and flatter him.

Unfortunately, he was not good with words.

Guan Mi was worried that if she didn't help him out of this predicament, he would be laughed to death.

Lei Yao scratched his head.

He regretted not reading more novels, as he was at a loss for words at the crucial moment.

Zhang Yu had clearly come up with many ideas for him, but now he couldn't remember a single one!

“Mr. Bai, Captain Lei actually has something he wants to ask you.” Guan Mi looked at Bai Lin.

Bai Lin, controlling the resurrected monkey, stepped onto the stairs. Upon hearing this, he paused the game and turned to Lei Yao.

Lei Yao then remembered that there was one more thing.

When it came to serious matters, he seemed like a different person, his expression becoming much more relaxed. He said, "Mr. Bai, I'd like to submit 'Dragon Fist' for publication and promote it within the military. What do you think?"

Bai Lin looked at Guan Mi.

He meant that Guan Mi should answer for him.

"Dragon Fist" was a gift he gave to Guan Mi, and he had said long ago that he didn't care.

Guan Mi understood his meaning, but did not agree immediately. Instead, she turned to Bai Lin and said, "Captain Lei is in the special forces. They carry out the most dangerous missions. Even in peacetime, many of them have died in action..."

"I heard that his former squad leader was killed in action..."

Seeing Guan Mi looking at him, Lei Yao was somewhat moved and said in a deep voice, "My former squad leader was killed in a counter-terrorism mission, as were several of my comrades in the company..."

"Dragon Fist has a great effect on the human body. With it, everyone's success rate in carrying out missions will be much higher..."

"Every bit of strength you have on the battlefield means a greater chance of survival!"

Guan Mi added, "The peace that Great Xia has enjoyed for so many years is thanks to their silent protection!"

"Captain Lei's special forces unit carries out the most dangerous and arduous missions, protecting us ordinary civilians..."

"Mr. Bai, then you'll allow him to submit it, won't you?"

Bai Lin understood that Guan Mi was determined to pin the credit on him.

He doesn't really care at all whether ordinary people like or dislike him!

“Since you’ve agreed, I have no objection,” he said. “This is a gift for you; do with it as you see fit.”

"Thank you so much, Mr. Bai!" Lei Yao quickly thanked him, "And Miss Guan too!"

"You're too kind, Mr. Bai has always been very kind!" Guan Mi waved his hand.

Lei Yao nodded: "I think so too!"

Seeing Bai Lin pick up the game controller again, he had nothing to say. He sat there restlessly, silently counting to one hundred, and then quickly said goodbye.

Watching him leave, Guan Mi said, "Captain Lei is actually a very good person. He has been awarded the Second Class Merit Citation many times. I heard that when he was awarded the first merit, he caught a wanted criminal who committed serial robbery and murder, and he was even injured in the process..."

"I also heard that he almost sacrificed himself once while on a mission to protect his comrades."

Bai Lin couldn't help but turn his head to look at Lei Yao's back.

He suddenly realized that this taciturn guy wasn't so bad after all.

……

The man, who wasn't good with words, visited Bai Lin much more frequently in the following days.

Every few days, Lei Yao would bring some gifts to visit.

Sometimes it's fruits and vegetables, sometimes it's firearms and weapons with their magazines removed, and sometimes it's models.

He overheard Bai Lin casually mention that he was interested in these things.

However, he could never stay for too long, rarely more than ten minutes.

Sometimes, seeing his awkward attempts to make conversation, Guan Mi felt embarrassed for him.

As he visited more often, Lei Yao, though still not very talkative, became much more relaxed.

Each time he put down his things, he would greet Bai Lin, silently help straighten some slightly messy tables and chairs, or use Zhang Yu's watering can to water the potted plants, and then leave.

His behavior made Bai Lin like him much more.

He prefers to deal with people like that.

Moreover, he had observed that Lei Yao's strength had increased by nearly 30% in just one month of practicing "Dragon Fist," indicating that he had good physical constitution.

If he were still in Xuzhou, he might be a good candidate for Dragon Guard.

Unfortunately, this is Earth.

With no hope of cultivation, Bai Lin naturally had no interest in finding some dragon guards to do chores for him.

Anyway, if he has a need, he can just contact the official Da Xia government.

He had absolutely no interest in worldly power.

Compared to their own strength, those things are worthless.

Thinking back on Lei Yao's matter, Bai Lin's gaze became somewhat unfocused.

Zhang Yu nimbly trimmed away the excess branches and eagerly explained to Bai Lin, "Mr. Bai, this ornamental pine tree originally had a good shape, but after trimming these branches, it resembles a soaring dragon when viewed from the side, which is more in line with your status. I'll hold these branches in place for now, and it will be fully formed in a few days..."

As he was speaking, he suddenly realized there was no sound behind him.

Turning around, he noticed that Bai Lin had already left sometime earlier.

He looked at the giant screen again, where the morning news anchor was still talking eloquently about how the domestic economic recovery was going very well.

"Mr. Bai is truly elusive, appearing only briefly and never returning," Zhang Yu said, shaking his head helplessly.

He intended to show off his knowledge, but ended up talking to thin air.

"Next time we should wait until Guan Mi is here; it usually won't leave easily in that situation," Zhang Yu thought to himself.

Dr. Zhang has now calmed down.

Realizing that he could not replace Guan Mi, he resolved to become the second person after Guan Mi.

Only by getting close to the White Dragon can you uncover its endless treasures!

Dr. Zhang has always firmly believed in this.

……

Chapter 44 Mr. Bai is a discerning dragon

"This is a treasure given to us by Mr. Bai, something others would kill for. We must cherish it!" Lei Yao shouted. "Everyone, give it your all and practice diligently!"

About a hundred shirtless soldiers stood on the lakeside, facing the rising sun, and were punching each other with loud shouts.

Their movements were perfectly synchronized, and their voices were thunderous.

"Team Leader Lei, can we eat first? I'm starving!" A burly young man suddenly stopped, clutching his stomach, and cried out with a pained expression.

Lei Yao was observing from the side.

He privately sought Guan Mi's advice several times, which made him even more proficient in boxing.

Considering that the security team rotation was just a month away and his group would have to leave, he planned to use this time to instruct the soldiers who were about to be dispersed back to their respective units on boxing techniques, so that they could promote them when they returned.