Monster Dismantling Company

Chapter 46 Exchange

Lin Ling was their eyes and ears.

[You really have a good eye for people! You even managed to find out about these things through your girlfriend?]

"I reiterate, I accepted her potato chips not out of profit, and certainly not just because they tasted good. I am human, and I don't do everything for profit."

In this specific matter, Li Lin did not expect to be drawn into the internal conflict of Shenhe Plain so quickly.

But this is not a bad thing.

"Know yourself and know your enemy, and you will never be defeated"—this was a saying he particularly liked. Maintaining access to information was crucial to extending his lifespan as a human—his lifespan as a dragon was indeed incredibly long, but his lifespan as a human was not determined by time, but by events.

Having more information will allow him to avoid making the wrong choices and avoid ending up in a dead end where he has to start over.

However, the current situation doesn't seem to allow him to turn back immediately just because he wants to—Lin Ling in front of him can't decide this matter either.

The people from Unit 17 have arrived.

Seemingly noticing Lin Ling talking to them, a soldier appeared beside them.

"Manager Lin, what happened here?" The soldier's voice was completely emotionless, even more flat than a synthesized electronic voice.

"My niece, it seems she's going to take this train. Those things..."

"Nothing happened." The soldier turned to the two men. "Nothing happened. Because we made sure everything was back on track, including the trains here."

"Ah!" Lin Zhiqing suddenly pulled out a notepad. "Could I sign this? My younger brother really likes you guys!"

"A signature?" The soldier hesitated for a moment. He tilted his head slightly back, receiving instructions from his superior: "No problem. Anytime is fine. However, I won't sign my own name. Here, take this."

He took a Velcro morale patch from his coat pocket; it featured a picture of Hangu Pass, representing Guanzhong. A large "17" was printed on the main part of the design, representing Unit 17.

"This is for you. I think your brother would prefer this to an autograph."

"You even give away souvenirs?" His friendliness surprised Li Lin.

"Do you want it?" The soldier looked at Li Lin.

When he looked directly at it, Li Lin could clearly feel the aura of a dragon emanating from behind the airtight helmet.

However, he was quite different from the other dragons—he was giving gifts without expecting anything in return or with any ulterior motive, as if the act of giving gifts itself brought him joy.

"Then, shall I take one too?"

"Okay, here's one for you too." He patted his pocket. "Actually, this is one of my own. I only have one morale booster sticker. Giving it away is a way to put these morale boosters where they belong... Ah, the number 17 sticker is gone, so I'll give you this one."

He pulled out a round morale booster sticker with a round Yellow River carp on it.

"Never tried this before? It's a specialty of Guanzhong, Yellow River carp, incredibly delicious. If you ever have the chance to come to Guanzhong, you absolutely must try it."

"Ah... thanks." Li Lin actually liked the morale booster sticker, because the carp on it did look delicious.

"Well then, please wait here for a moment, the train will be back on track soon."

He didn't address the two as "kids" or "young people," but treated them as equals. He was humble, friendly, and always ready to help. By human standards, he was a truly good person. By Li Lin's standards, giving gifts to others is the mark of a true connoisseur of dragons.

But his aura was entirely that of a dragon.

"What's going on? The dragons working for the United Government are all more outrageous and kind-hearted than the last. They actually find pleasure in being kind to others? It's absurd!" the quintessentially wicked dragon lamented. Because Arren would never give gifts unless absolutely necessary.

Lin Ling was also somewhat melancholy.

"Okay..." Lin Ling shook her head. She looked at the platform for a while, then suddenly glanced at Lin Zhiqing—before shifting her gaze to Li Lin:

"Li Lin, have you submitted a list of your personal belongings?"

"Oh? You reported it?"

"I didn't receive it. Come with me to check. Qingqing, you go back first. Li Lin and I still have things to do."

"Oh... Auntie, you can't send him back."

"Okay, don't worry."

After watching her niece leave, only she and Li Lin remained at the scene.

"I want to confirm something again." She looked at Li Lin, "What is your relationship with Lin Zhiqing?"

"It is an all-weather strategic partnership."

"What a strange statement... When you say 'all day,' do you include nighttime?"

"No, not yet," Li Lin answered truthfully.

"I understand." She nodded. "So, I assume you two are lovers, is that correct? Then, during our time on the road, can I entrust her safety to you?"

Although Li Lin didn't look very old, the two of them could at least look after each other. Not to mention, the Monster Disassembly Company itself possessed the military strength to protect itself from monsters. She was generally at ease entrusting her niece to Li Lin's care. And right now, there was no one more suitable than Li Lin.

"Of course. Even if you don't say that, I will still protect her."

"Okay...you're a good boy. You protect her safety, and I'll protect yours. Go ahead and participate in the operation to conquer Raize. I have the authority to coordinate that operation, and I'll make sure you stay in a safe zone at all times."

"I have a question—what exactly happened?"

Lin Ling shook his head: "This is a long story, and if I were to go into it, it would probably take three days and three nights of recounting old grievances. What you need to know is that some people don't want Lei Ze to be conquered. So, for your own safety, don't rush too far ahead—don't be foolish, understand?"

She was giving Li Lin a safety warning as an elder.

"Okay." Li Lin nodded vigorously. Whether he'd actually heard him or not, nodding was always the right thing to do. "But, can I ask you a question?"

"Ask. You can ask anything."

Li Lin then turned around and pointed to the car.

"Actually, it's not that I want to know, it's that a friend of mine wants me to ask—will this car be sent to the battlefield?"

Li Ling glanced at the number on the carriage: "Yes, the Silver Dragon will definitely be deployed to the battlefield."

"Is there any reason?"

"Because the weapons carried on the Silver Dragon were designed for this situation; otherwise, why would we carry such a huge railway gun on the train?"

"So, is there a possibility of replacement?"

"Your friend likes cars?" She patted the shell of the Silver Dragon. "It is indeed a very beautiful car, and in excellent condition, which is why we sent it to the front lines. But don't worry, even if this car is cracked, smashed, and scrapped on the battlefield, we will rebuild it with this name. You can rest assured. Maybe the new car will be even more beautiful than this one."