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

Guan Mi snorted and said, "It's all my mom's fault!"

Bai Lin was both amused and exasperated, and asked, "Did she break a bone?"

Guan Mi nodded at first, then quickly realized what Bai Lin meant and said, "That little problem doesn't require the Dragon Saliva Pearl!"

That thing is so precious!

A few days ago, when Director Zhao came over, he jokingly told them that a foreign tycoon had offered 10 billion to buy one.

That's a lot of money. If Mom knew, she definitely wouldn't be willing to part with it!

“There’s really no need for that,” Bai Lin nodded, then changed the subject, saying, “But you can give it a try.”

"Me?" Guan Mi asked, puzzled.

"Let me explain the difference between dragon energy and spiritual power..." Bai Lin explained patiently.

He had previously guided Guan Mi in controlling the water sphere, which focused more on controlling consciousness.

This is the foundation for learning magic.

In addition to that, there is the control of spiritual power.

Consciousness and spiritual power are complementary. When spiritual power accumulates to a certain level, consciousness can transform into divine consciousness.

Spiritual power is the foundation of all kinds of ever-changing spells.

As a dragon guard, in addition to spiritual power, one can also draw upon dragon energy.

The destructive power of dragon energy is stronger than that of spells constructed from conventional spiritual energy, but it requires a higher level of control.

The biggest difference between the two is that the spiritual power after being fused by cultivators is very beneficial to mortals, but the dragon energy is full of violent destructive power!

The so-called "dragon energy tempering" is actually the destruction of the human body by dragon energy, followed by repair by spiritual energy, so that people can undergo a nirvana transformation!

"Can my mother recover faster through spiritual power?" Guan Mi asked in surprise.

"It might be faster than expected," Bai Lin said.

"Will Mr. Bai teach me magic when he returns?" Guan Mi's eyes sparkled. "Like a water balloon?"

Bai Lin nodded: "The water sphere is just the most basic application of spiritual power, it can't be considered magic."

Guan Mi was very tempted and didn't want to leave for a while.

Thinking of Bai Lin's description of dragon energy, a few doubts arose in her heart again.

Dragon energy and spiritual power—they sound like two different systems.

As dragons, shouldn't dragon energy be their foundation?

Why does Bai Lin's words seem to place even greater emphasis on spiritual power?

"It sounds like spiritual energy is the key to the dragon race becoming stronger."

"Could it be that, as in myths and legends, humanity once had a brilliant civilization of cultivation?" Guan Mi wondered to himself. "Did Mr. Bai also learn the application of spiritual power from humans?"

Surely the white dragon isn't a human in disguise?

Compared to that possibility, she felt that the possibility of the white dragon turning into a human was higher.

Guan Mi suppressed his strange thoughts and looked at Bai Long's jade-like body, saying, "Mr. Bai, shall I try massaging you with my spiritual power first?"

"Okay!" Bai Lin agreed.

He lay sprawled on the sofa, letting Guan Mi's hands rest on his body.

He could feel a cool, icy spiritual energy flowing from the girl's hands into his body through the gaps in his dragon scales.

This spiritual energy was originally separated from his body, but now it has returned to his body after going through a cycle, which makes him feel very strange.

In addition, his body felt exceptionally comfortable as spiritual energy circulated within him.

As for the wisp of dragon energy mixed in, it did not make him feel uncomfortable.

After all, he is a dragon now.

"You need to strip away the dragon energy..." Bai Lin instructed.

About half an hour later, Guan Mi's control over spiritual power had become much more proficient.

By the time Bai Lin had unknowingly fallen asleep and then woke up again, it was already dark.

Guan Mi curled up in a small ball, fast asleep close to him.

Her breathing was light, and she held the white dragon's tail with both hands, rubbing her face against it.

Bai Lin thought her peaceful sleeping posture was very cute.

He reached out his paw and gently brushed her hands away, but then noticed the water stains on her tail and immediately realized it wasn't fun at all.

……

Chapter 61 Shit Luck

Guan Mi slept very soundly.

Because of the continuous use of spiritual power and mental exhaustion, she woke up the next day.

She said goodbye to Bai Lin with great reluctance.

After declining Liu Chongyu's request to arrange security personnel, she arrived at the airport by car.

Liu Chongyu only mentioned the security personnel casually.

Judging from Guan Mi's demonstrated martial prowess, even the most elite security personnel are far inferior to her.

By noon, Guan Mi had already arrived at his mother's hospital room.

Although she and her mother often didn't get along, she couldn't help but feel a pang of heartache and sorrow when she saw her mother lying in the hospital bed with her leg in a cast and her face pale.

Seeing her expression, Guan's mother smiled and said, "The doctor said the cast can be removed in one or two months. It's perfect timing that I can rest well during this time and not have to go to work."

Mr. Guan chimed in, “That’s right, your mother always wants to take a vacation, but she can never find an excuse.”

Upon hearing this, Guan's mother glared at her husband.

She just said casually, "There's no such thing as not having an excuse to take a vacation."

It's obvious that my husband is too busy; he's stood me up several times when we've agreed to go on trips.

Guan Mi placed the flowers he had bought on the way on the table, picked up the fruit knife next to the hospital bed, skillfully peeled an apple, and inquired about the details of the matter.

She was indignant when she heard that the deliveryman who knocked her down simply helped her up and rode away without a word of apology.

"How can this person be so rude!" she said.

"They're probably afraid of being extorted," Mr. Guan said.

"Do I look like the kind of person who tries to extort money?" Guan's mother retorted.

Just then, Guan's father's phone rang.

He gestured for the two of them to remain silent and then answered the phone.

His expression quickly turned strange, and he said, "Wait a moment, let me ask."

He paused the call and looked at Guan's mother: "We've found the deliveryman."

"You had someone investigate?" Guan's mother asked in surprise.

“I didn’t even call the police!” Mr. Guan said.

The couple suddenly looked at Guan Mi.

Guan Mi's heart skipped a beat, and he guessed the reason.

"Mom, what do you think we should do? Should we make him come over and apologize to you?" she asked.

"Never mind," Mrs. Guan shook her head, "It's also my fault for being careless."

"With the economy downturn and people feeling restless, it's better to avoid trouble," Mr. Guan agreed.

He answered the phone again and told them that he did not intend to pursue the matter.

"Tell him to ride his bike slower in the future; it's also a responsible thing for him," Mr. Guan said.

He felt much more relaxed after hanging up the phone.

The family of three chatted, and the atmosphere was more harmonious than ever before.

……

The atmosphere on a small boat in Myanmar was rather somber.

Two soldiers are bandaging their wounds.

The other two, armed, warily surveyed their surroundings and the sky, alert for any unusual sounds.

The middle-aged man in the center of the boat was covered in blood and his face showed unprecedented panic.

He hadn't been this panicked when he was kidnapped before.

At that time, he understood his own worth and believed that he would be rescued.

However, at this moment he had lost all confidence.

Not to mention drones, those people even used missiles!

When did this minor warlord in Myanmar become so wealthy?

They're courting death!

He was flustered and even more confused.

The other people on the ship were equally puzzled.

“Those missiles and drones all belong to the United States. They must have received funding from the United States. How come the higher-ups don’t know such important information?” a wounded soldier complained.

If I hadn't been physically strong enough, I probably would have suffered more than just an injury.

Another person said, "Have they gone mad? They're trying to wipe us out!"

Upon hearing the buzzing sound suddenly coming from above, everyone's expression changed drastically.

"Jump ship!" Lei Yao shouted.

He grabbed the middle-aged man and jumped into the water first.

Just over ten seconds later, a bomb fell, blasting the small boat to pieces.

"Team Leader Lei, it's too high, we can't hit it!" A soldier climbed to the shore, but his two shots missed the drone entirely.

The crucial problem is that they are running out of ammunition.

These people were like mad dogs, relentlessly pursuing them.

Missiles, drones...

Is this something a small warlord in Myanmar could do?

Lei Yao had already realized something.

He estimated the location and said in a deep voice, "Let's split into three teams and evacuate separately!"

"Captain Lei, shall I go with you?" the middle-aged man said.

Lei Yao's earlier leap had left a deep impression on him.

No normal person can jump to the top of a ten-meter-high tree and knock a drone down with one punch!

This is simply superhuman!

He felt safer following Lei Yaocai.

“They might be targeting me!” Lei Yao said.

The man paused for a moment, then suddenly came to his senses.

He was initially frightened by the repeated bombing attacks; he wasn't stupid, and after a little thought, he realized something was wrong.

Although that woman was crazy, she didn't have much prestige among this minor warlord.

They had absolutely no need to drive themselves to their doom.

The soldiers who rescued him, especially Lei Yao who had displayed terrifying martial prowess earlier, were clearly more valuable.