Zou: Little White in Need of Sustenance

Lin Mo answered casually.

"Oh, so that's how it is," Kaku muttered with half a belief.

After all, Little White was a dragon. Shouldn't a dragon curl up and sleep on the ground? How could he possibly hang off Lin Mo's shoulder like a rag...

Lin Mo roughly guessed what Kaku was thinking.

He couldn't be bothered to explain further and walked straight into the Cat Viper's fortress without saying another word.

Kaku followed by his side, speaking as they walked: "I wonder what a dragon's growth rate is like. Once he gets a bit bigger, the old man will swap him for a new nest. Captain, later when Little White wakes up, have him go into this wooden nest and see how it feels."

"Oh." After responding casually, Lin Mo directly picked up Little White, who was hanging from his shoulder, and without another word or the slightest hesitation, shoved him right into the front circular opening of the wooden nest Kaku was holding.

Then, Lin Mo just walked away like that, without a moment's hesitation.

Kaku smiled helplessly, unable to do anything about his captain's eccentric temper.

Shifting his gaze, he looked at Little White, who had already curled himself into a ball inside the wooden nest. After thinking for a moment, he reached his right hand inside and carefully poked Little White with his index finger.

Although Little White could breathe fire, his body was very cold.

"So cold. Once he gets bigger, he can double as a dragon-shaped air conditioner in the summer," Kaku joked half-heartedly, pulling his hand back and starting to look forward to it again. "I hope your growth rate won't disappoint the old man. The old man doesn't have high demands—quintupling in size within two years is enough."

Then, Little White closed