Spatial Rift
Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
Then, a shadow fell over Gao Peng's head as a giant dragon claw came down from above. When the claw touched his head, it felt as though his scalp was being thoroughly patted by an enormous chunk of metal.
After the pat, Gao Peng's scalp hurt a little, and his body felt like it was just too stunned to move.
Was I… was I just patted on the head by a dragon?
By the time Gao Peng turned around to look, the White Dragon had already retracted its claw and silently slipped back into the lake, leaving behind only a few ripples on the lake's surface.
After returning to the villa, Gao Peng told his grandpa all the possible evolutionary paths and the necessary materials for the White Dragon, and his grandpa recorded all of the names of the materials. Although some of the names were totally foreign to him, he still took a small notebook from his pocket and wrote down all of them.