Chapter 806

Chapter 806: Dragon Taming Chronicle

Lin Mo was not a stranger to Hangzhou Jianqiao Military Airport. He had first returned to Hangzhou to visit family while piloting a J-10 fighter jet. This time, however, he flew in a new fighter jet, adding a touch of homecoming to his trip. Another reason for this visit was to prepare for a pilot enhancement training course starting in two months; the air force base where the training would occur was not far from Hangzhou. If not for that, Lin Mo could have simply chosen the P-51 Mustang as his mode of transport.

In terms of aircraft, if there was no urgency and it was merely a commute, there was little difference between the Mustang and the “monstrous” fighter jet.

Due to the unique aerodynamic shape of the variable wings fighter jet, the leadership of the stationed ground attack division, upon receiving a notification from the Air Traffic Control Bureau, mistakenly believed an important visitor was arriving. Thus, Lin Mo received an unexpectedly grand welcome. Before the identification signal of the “monstrous” entered Zhejiang Province, he encountered two fighter jets sent to escort him.

Two J-10B fighter jets followed closely, flanking the “monstrous” jet. The pilots of the J-10s occasionally glanced over, curiously eyeing this seemingly imposing aircraft, unaware of its purpose.

It wasn’t until they landed that the pilot of the gray-green camouflaged forward-swept wing fighter jet removed his helmet, and everyone’s eyes lit up in surprise.

“Is that you, ‘Gold Coin’? Why did you change your name to ‘Dragon Knight’?”

Commander Xu Muhu of the 28th Ground Attack Division couldn’t believe his eyes as he assessed this familiar fighter pilot, who had previously taught classes to their air force personnel.

“Commander Xu, long time no see! Changing the code name was necessary for work!” Lin Mo smiled lightly, knowing he couldn’t exactly reveal that he had gotten into trouble big enough to require a name change.

The soldiers fight hard, while the leaders take the blame; that’s just how things work in the military.

“That’s shameful! You’re a copycat!” The gold giant dragon in Dragon Knight’s mind grumbled resentfully. Influenced by modern civilization, even dragons began to develop an awareness of copyright.

If the code name “Gold Coin” had become a symbol of heroism and positive energy, that would have been fine. But if it got associated with a bad reputation—coward “Gold Coin,” fool “Gold Coin,” pathetic “Gold Coin”—there would be no benefits, only the filth that gets smeared on the real gold giant dragon’s head. The original “Gold Coin” would be furious.

Support the original work, reject piracy. If there were ever a chance to return to the dragon kin in his lifetime, the gold giant dragon would definitely list this in the community vows.

…However, Dragon Knight paid no mind to the giant dragon’s protests and seemed accustomed to it.

“What’s the matter? Is there a task? Do you need us to cooperate?” Commander Xu still didn’t know Lin Mo’s true name and couldn’t inquire; with his rank, he probably lacked the clearance to learn about “Night” related information.

“No, no! There’s no task! Just visiting family, like last time!” Lin Mo replied lightly, feeling somewhat unworthy of Commander Xu’s grand welcome.

The other leaders in the ground attack division exchanged puzzled glances. Last time Lin Mo returned home, he flew in a fighter jet, and now he was doing it again, but in an even more advanced aircraft. This display was too impressive!

“Got it! Well then, let’s have lunch together later. In the afternoon, I’ll arrange a car to take you to the city.” Commander Xu sighed in relief. If it were truly a mission, he would have felt quite pressured.

He couldn’t understand why the J-10 fighter jet order, originally supposed to replace the Q-5s last year, had not yet been delivered. The delivery date kept getting pushed back, and after numerous inquiries, he was told it was due to insufficient production capacity, with export orders taking precedence, leaving them to wait a bit longer.

To compensate, the manufacturer even gave them a set of Q-5 parts, allowing them to manage for a little while longer.

With only two prized J-10B fighter jets left in the division, Commander Xu didn’t want to risk sending them out on combat tasks unless absolutely necessary. Scratches or damage to those jets would cause him great distress.

At least keeping these two aircraft at the base would help cultivate more excellent pilots capable of flying the J-10.

“Thank you, Commander Xu!” Lin Mo and Commander Xu exchanged knowing smiles, though neither truly understood the strange smiling expressions of the other.

Storing the X-8 “monstrous” variable wings fighter jet in the best hangar at the airport, Lin Mo locked the landing gear and took out his luggage. He also placed the “Dragon General” tactical armor in the cockpit, closed the cockpit canopy, and used a remote control to activate the repulsion shield, protecting the aircraft’s surface. Only then did he consider his storing work complete.

This hangar was right next to where the J-10s were parked, with 24-hour armed guards nearby, which made Lin Mo feel much more at ease as he left.

His little apartment in the city center had been uninhabited for quite some time. As soon as he opened the door, the accumulated dampness and peculiar odors rushed at him. A thick layer of white dust covered the floor, and the mailbox outside overflowed with various ads.

Even though Lin Mo had cleaned up before leaving last time, the house, much like a fighter jet, could age and suffer damage without regular maintenance or a lively atmosphere.

Frowning, he tiptoed quickly inside, opened all the windows, and let the fresh air flow in. Gradually, the stuffy atmosphere inside began to disperse. The soft afternoon sunlight filtered into the room, adding a touch of warmth to the home.

“Gold Coin, get to work!”

The dust was still everywhere. Lin Mo glanced around and snapped his fingers.

“Damn you!”

A shiny silver watch slipped off Lin Mo’s left wrist and clattered onto the floor. It began to shake wildly, quickly enlarging into a towering, menacing beast with eyes as large as copper bells, glaring at the Dragon Knight, and angrily exclaimed, “Killing, arson, stealing—Grandpa Dragon does it all, but being a cleaner? You can hire a maid for that!”

“Is that so?”

The giant dragon was being rebellious again, and Lin Mo slowly narrowed his eyes.

Gold Coin sensed trouble—the expression on Lin Mo’s face looked all too familiar. Ah yes, back in another world, whenever this being wanted to boss him around, it always wore this same look.

The gold giant dragon had made an accurate guess.

In the Royal Dragon Knight Corps of the Su Lan Empire, Lin Mo had forced this unruly dragon to obey with the powerful combination of the dragon flute and the dragon deity contract. Here, however, there was no Dragon God in sight, not even a shadow of the gods. The dragon flute was rendered useless, and the dragon deity contract only retained a rather ineffective telepathic communication ability.

But Lin Mo still had this ferocious dragon under control, thanks to the abundance of metal resources in this world and some hefty red banknotes.

Money can make the impossible possible, and money can make dragons work.

Having once faced dire hunger that nearly cost him his life and nearly getting beaten to death by humans in this world, the gold giant dragon sometimes acted more obediently than a dog.

“Pay up or work! You choose!”

Lin Mo extended his hand, completely unfazed by the fearsome appearance of the gold giant dragon. To him, the menacing creature was no more frightening than a plush toy—perhaps not even as innocent as a plush toy.

Long before, in the Dragon Knight Corps, Lin Mo had become immune to this level of intimidation.

Repay the debt…

Mentioning money instantly deflated the dragon.

The gold giant dragon felt guilty; its previously threatening movements and expressions quickly turned weak and pale.

Humans were too cunning, and Morin was even more devious. Damned futures market, damned finance—who knew that Grandpa Dragon would end up with such a huge debt? Should he rob a bank?

No, no, that would definitely lead to a beating. He might even attract the army, putting his life in danger. A treasure chest was worth only one or two million, but robbing four hundred million in cash? How long would that take?

Repay or work—the gold giant dragon vacillated between its pride as a dragon and the reality of money. This was probably the most complex internal struggle it had ever faced.

“Fine, I’ll work…” Gold Coin’s tone was filled with resentment.

Once again, money had humbled pride. Finally, the gold giant dragon shook its head and, with reluctance, lowered its proud dragon head. A mere penny could bring a dragon to its knees!

“Good, now you’re being sensible. Once we reach America, I’ll take you to a junkyard; I promise you’ll have plenty to eat.”

The Dragon Knight had always fought persistently with the gold giant dragon using wisdom. In the past, he wielded a block of black iron in one hand and the dragon flute in the other. Now he held a meal ticket in one hand and renminbi in the other, leaving the giant dragon no choice but to comply.

Using economic methods to solve economic problems in this economic age proved effective.

The next steps were straightforward. The gold giant dragon began to split, dividing itself into more than ten forms. Perhaps unable to vent its resentment, it transformed into Lin Mo’s exact likeness, each holding buckets, rags, and various cleaning tools, bustling around the room.

Except for their metallic sheen, the height and appearance were nearly identical to Lin Mo himself, as if he were cleaning the house personally.

“Lin Mo” bent down, bowing 90 degrees while sweeping. Another “Lin Mo” knelt to wipe the floor, and yet another, cleaning the table, actually paused and transformed back into the gold giant dragon, maintaining a serious expression, “Your grace, please rise!”

What began as a cleaning task turned into a comedic silent performance by the gold giant dragon, leaving Lin Mo shaking his head. He decided not to argue with this carefree creature and casually grabbed one of the duplicates, saying, “Get me a phone!”