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

Sensing Liu Chongyu's presence fading away, Bai Lin blinked and glanced at the girl beside him out of the corner of his eye.

The girl wore a light blue shirt and a gray work skirt, with the heels of her two black flat leather shoes pressed tightly together.

Her long, black hair was tied up at the back of her head, her hands were crossed in front of her chest, her head was slightly lowered, but her eyes were blinking as she secretly looked at herself.

Judging from her expression, she was apprehensive, but more than that, she was curious.

picture!

It’s so similar!

If Bai Lin hadn't seen all the information Liu Chongyu gave him about Guan Mi, he might have even thought she was the biological daughter of his ex-girlfriend Zhu Yun.

It's obviously not that dramatic.

He had been away from Earth for twenty years, and Guan Mi in front of him was already twenty-five years old.

Her father is a senior executive at a policy bank, and her mother, surnamed Song, works in a government department and holds a high position.

His ex-girlfriend, Zhu Yun, came from a modest background; her parents were both working-class people in a small county.

Or perhaps a distant relative?

I've never heard Zhu Yun mention having such a prominent relative before.

The two silently sized each other up.

Bai Lin tilted his head and leaned back on the sofa to find a more comfortable position.

He realized he was overthinking it.

Apart from her appearance, the girl in front of him was completely different from Zhu Yun in his memory.

My ex-girlfriend was gentle, intelligent, and very opinionated. She only started to act coquettish with me after we got to know each other. In front of outsiders, she was always indifferent and aloof.

The girl in front of him looked very similar to her, but her bright black eyes and curious expression were completely different from Zhu Yun's.

The two may not have any relationship.

Teacher Chen looks just like Benshan!

Even if there is some connection, so what?

Even if only twenty years have passed on Earth, that's enough to change a lot of things.

While his spiritual power was still recovering, he needed to think carefully about how to face his old friends.

As Bai Lin moved his head, Guan Mi's hand unconsciously tightened. She noticed that his eyes were still fixed on the screen, and her unease subsided a little, replaced by a sense of eagerness.

“Mr. Bai?” she looked up and asked tentatively.

Bai Lin gave a soft "hmm".

His voice wasn't loud, but the vibration from his nasal cavity still caused the surface of the water tank in front of him to tremble slightly.

Guan Mi clenched his fists, becoming much bolder.

"Do you enjoy watching these kinds of documentaries?" Guan Mi asked softly.

Bai Lin feigned ignorance: "What is a documentary?"

“It’s what you’re looking at right now…” Guan Mi explained patiently.

The video plays a military documentary, showing a series of massive explosions caused by various high-tech weapons.

The television was arranged by the government.

When Bai Lin expressed his desire to learn about the outside world, Director Zhao earnestly explained television, the internet, and other things to him. However, he did not choose the programs; the default was to use this one first.

He speculated that the authorities might be trying to test his strength or intimidate him by showing him the high-tech weapons in the documentary.

"Besides documentaries, there are also TV series, movies, variety shows..." Guan Mi introduced.

During her "pre-job training," Liu Chongyu told her to try her best to meet Bai Long's needs, keep him in a good mood, and seize the opportunity to find out more information.

If Bai Lin hadn't warned them earlier when they tried to openly install cameras, the authorities would have even considered putting a hidden camera on Guan Mi to monitor their conversations in real time.

Everyone knew that this white dragon was as extraordinary as the legends said, but apart from the "dragon's might" that left a deep impression on the few who came into contact with it, they had not yet been able to discern its other extraordinary abilities.

After receiving the mission, Guan Mi had only one thought in his mind.

How to make Grandpa Long happy?

After much deliberation, she realized there was only one way.

Treat them with sincerity!

A talking dragon must be much smarter than a human.

If you sincerely do something for its benefit, it will definitely sense that kindness.

Having a dragon friend would be so cool!

"I want to learn about the outside world. Do you have any suggestions?" Bai Lin looked away from the video and looked directly at the woman in front of him for the first time.

Guan Mi subconsciously met his gaze.

The moment their eyes met, her body trembled and her breathing became rapid.

Those eyes, like deep pools of water, drew her consciousness in, and the oppressive feeling they created made her feel as if her body could shatter at any moment.

Her jaw was chattering and her legs felt weak.

Just as she was about to collapse to the ground, Bai Lin tilted his head, and the blue-gold ring around his eyelids slightly contracted.

The pressure on Guan Mi vanished, and he breathed heavily like a drowning person who had been rescued.

Before she knew it, her hair was wet, and a deep sense of lingering fear flashed in her eyes.

"Looking directly into the eyes of a superior being, you are the first I've ever seen," Bai Lin said calmly.

"A superior being?" Guan Mi asked, his face pale and his tone questioning.

Looking at her, Bai Lin was somewhat impressed by her boundless curiosity.

He became more patient: "Compared to ordinary people whose lives are as insignificant as grass, creatures like dragons, phoenixes, and unicorns, which are born extraordinary, are all superior beings."

Guan Mi seemed to understand but not quite: "Like a person and an ant?"

Bai Lin did not answer, but instead nodded his chin toward the sofa.

Guan Mi obediently sat down.

She recovered a little and looked up, instinctively wanting to glance at the dragon's eyes again, but she quickly snapped out of it and silently warned herself not to look directly at the dragon's eyes.

Taking a deep breath, she wiped the sweat from her face and said, "Mr. Bai, if you want to know about the outside world, the best thing to do is to check the news."

"Find it for me," Bai Lin said.

He had originally planned to do this as well.

He had almost finished watching that military documentary and was about to change the channel.

Now that he has this secretary to help him, it's good that he doesn't have to do anything.

His head rested on the sofa again, and his tail swayed in the pool as he shifted to a more comfortable position.

Guan Mi diligently fiddled with the remote control, helping Bai Lin search for suitable news.

As someone working in the field, she is no stranger to this area.

Chapter 8 Dragon Research Lab

Bai Lin's attention shifted to the news.

The news on TV made him sigh inwardly.

The world seems to have changed quite a bit in the past twenty years!

Time passed by minute by minute.

His eyes were glued to the screen, processing the information.

Even without going out, he could see from the news that the earth was changing rapidly, and that twenty years had brought about more changes than a hundred years in Xuzhou.

He felt a little nervous about how to integrate into such a society.

Guan Mi sat quietly to the side, and when Bai Lin asked her questions, she offered her explanation.

Occasionally she would ask some small questions, and Bai Lin would usually answer them. His gentle attitude completely calmed the panic she had felt earlier when she inadvertently made eye contact with him.

……

"It watched the news all afternoon?" Liu Chongyu asked.

“Yes,” Guan Mi said, recalling Bai Lin’s performance, “it was amazed by our current changes.”

“It’s normal to be surprised,” Liu Chongyu laughed. “It last appeared a hundred years ago. Could the Great Xia Dynasty back then be the same as it is now?”

"A hundred years ago?" Guan Mi asked in surprise.

This was the first time she had heard the news.

“It said so itself,” Liu Chongyu asked, “Does it have any other special features?”

Guan Mi suddenly recalled the trembling feeling he had when he looked into Bai Long's eyes, and his face paled slightly. He spoke of it without any hesitation.

"A superior being?" Liu Chongyu pondered. "That makes sense. But what about the others? How big is it?"

Guan Mi shook his head, indicating that he didn't know.

Liu Chongyu asked a few more questions that interested Guan Mi, but Guan Mi either didn't ask them or asked them without receiving an answer.

"How is it eating?" Liu Chongyu glanced at the recorder.

"It likes to eat dragon fruit and durian, ate half an apple, but didn't eat any bananas..." Guan Mi said.

"Could it be because the skin wasn't peeled?" Liu Chongyu suddenly asked.

"It seems so." Guan Mi stroked his chin. "It only eats processed fruit, so its eating habits seem no different from humans."

"I'll try peeling a banana and feeding it to it tomorrow." Her expression became eager.

This is exactly what a dragon keeper should be doing!

Liu Chongyu initially wanted to stop it, but then he thought that this was Bai Lin's handpicked "Secretary Long," so he nodded and said, "Let's ask it first, but don't anger it."

"Mmm." Guan Mi nodded vigorously.

"What about excretion?" Liu Chongyu asked.

"I haven't seen it," Guan Mi scratched his head. "Do you think the dragon might not pull it?"

Liu Chongyu frowned: "It only takes in and doesn't give out, so it's not a Pixiu!"

Forget it, let's leave this kind of thing to the professionals!

That guy would only get anxious if there was no excrement or urine to study.

Anyway, he'll be here soon.

……

"Going to work next week?" Zhang Yu adjusted his glasses, his tone slightly dissatisfied.

“Yes,” the dean sitting opposite him said with a smile, “they are in a hurry and hope you can get to your post as soon as possible.”

"Okay, I was originally planning to go out for a stroll, but getting back on track as soon as possible isn't a bad thing," Zhang Yu said nonchalantly.

He is the youngest candidate academician in Great Xia, but the director of the research institute in front of him is a very important figure among the academicians.

"This is a rare opportunity; everyone is scrambling to get it for you. I went to great lengths to secure it for you, so you must cherish it," the dean said earnestly.

Zhang Yu hummed in agreement and then said, "Thank you, Dean."

He, however, disagreed.

He knew perfectly well what the dean meant.

The director of a research institute is retiring at the end of the year. He is the most qualified to take over and has a lot of support, but the dean prefers his nephew.

My nephew has an impressive resume, but anyone with eyes can tell how much of it is fabricated.

He grew tired of the work environment and even considered going abroad.

It was around this time that he heard from his teacher that a new research institute was being established at a very high level and that it needed someone with his expertise, so he signed up with the idea of ​​giving it a try.