Although it is quite difficult to grow into a huge size, the point of backward compatibility should be as Bailong said. It is not difficult to become close to the size of people's pets. To a certain extent, it seems that it can be transformed into a humanoid posture?
"I have obtained relevant information."
It was not convenient for the Dragon King's information to be disclosed at this stage, so it was said more tactfully. Bailong was also notified in advance. It knew how to avoid the topic. Yang Ming continued to ask,
"In addition to being able to adjust your body size at will, your dragon clan seems to have the ability to transform into human form?"
"That's right. Ever since we came into contact with humans, any dragon with some level of skill will have mastered this ability. I can indeed transform into a human form."
Bailong answered truthfully. After hearing this statement, Ai Xueer's interest suddenly came up. She asked excitedly:
"Huh?! Little Natlan still has this kind of ability? It's really curious, why not show it to us?"
"If the master expects so much, then I would rather be respectful than obey."
After that, the white dragon gently flew down from Ai Xueer's shoulders, landed on the open platform behind, straightened its stance, and its whole body began to glow with dazzling light. Its small pet size swelled visibly to the naked eye.
Gradually approach the posture of a normal human being.
A strange factor surrounds it, gradually converging towards the inside, the light becomes more and more obvious, and the figures reflected from it become clearer.
When the light disappeared and he could see the internal scene clearly, Yang Ming suddenly discovered that there was a girl with delicate fair skin, white hair hanging down her waist, and golden eyes, sitting like a duck on the ground.
The key issue is that she is not wearing clothes. Presumably, dragons rely on their own scales to achieve the functions of defense, warmth, beauty and other regular clothing functions. They are all part of the body. After turning into a human, it is natural that
No need to cover.
After all, in the final analysis, it is just a transformed form, the core is still dragon, and it still has all the characteristics of an alien, but for Yang Ming, it still feels quite embarrassing.
At this time, Ai Xueer and Leshia were still paying close attention to the incoming flame orb from under the floating car, while Carters was studying alchemy in the cubicle. At the moment, only Yang Ming could free his hands to provide help.
So, Yang Ming raised his left hand to show the ring he wore on his middle finger, and took out some women's underwear and jackets. These supplies were only evenly distributed to different spaces to store props for emergencies, and everyone held various items in similar proportions.
Natland took the clothes, shook his head and said:
"I don't know how to use it."
"Just teach her, officer."
Ai Xueer said without looking back that she had expected this result a long time ago, and did not cause any emotional waves, but made suggestions casually.
Lesia showed no signs of it, as if she was not surprised, she focused on pulling the trigger towards the ground and firing bullets.
Yang Ming was blocked before he could ask. He could only be stunned for a moment, and then he was relieved. He really had no choice but to teach Natland how to operate step by step.
So, Yang Ming began to patiently teach the white dragon in human form how to learn normal human life. The first step was to wear clothes.
"Well, anyway, you put on this white shirt first, and we'll talk about other things later."
Looking at the underwear in his hand, Yang Ming quickly gave up teaching her how to use it. It was better to let the other ladies help alone during the break. At the moment, he could only think about how to cover up his shame.
She took the white shirt, tilted her head and looked over, and said:
"you help me……"
She couldn't understand how to use it at all. Fortunately, Natlan's long hair was large enough to serve as a cover. Yang Ming walked behind her and helped put on the shirt. After his hands passed through the cuffs, he buried it under the clothes.
The long hair inside is lifted out, thus completing the first step.
"Okay, now just fasten the buttons on the front, and the top is ready."
Yang Ming squatted behind her and said, it would be great if she could do it by herself, but obviously she couldn't. Natland shook his head and said:
"I can't understand it, and I can't understand it either."
It is indeed very difficult for them to understand the daily concepts of human beings with this kind of alien shape that is different from humans. Even direct demonstration may not be useful. The only way is to forcefully break the limbs and let the muscles form memory, so that they can imitate them.
Giving up the possibility of demonstration and explanation to make her understand, Yang Ming had to help her button up the shirt. Fortunately, Natlan's body was slender enough, and she would not move around at all, which was relatively convenient.
Complete the dressing action.
After finishing the buttons, Yang Ming came to Natlan. At this time, she only had a thin white shirt on her body. Fortunately, the size was large enough to cover her thighs. With her long hair reaching the floor and her duck-sitting posture, it looked like
It's quite a bit beautiful when worn.
"Well...just wear another piece of this and make do."
Yang Ming held a relatively less private piece of underwear in his hand and said,
"When we take a break and everyone else is free, I'll change you into some normal clothes."
"..."
Natlan looked over wordlessly and recounted her inner feelings. The two people around her were completely obsessed with fighting. Yang Ming had no choice but to do so.
The overall style of these underwear is black, very short and thin, but it still looks like safety pants. Although the pattern design on it is simple, it has the potential to be used as a revealing garment.
However, putting on trousers is much more troublesome than wearing clothes. Natlan is obviously less adept at moving his arms and legs than his hands. He has kept the same posture since just now, without any sign of feeling tired.
The feedback from the limb joints was very weak for her. I was afraid that she would have to teach her how to walk later. Yang Ming returned to Natlan's back, crossed her with his hands and came to the front, holding the bottoms he was going to wear for her.
pants, said:
"Uh, you straighten your legs first."
"Um?"
As expected, she still couldn't understand, so she had to straighten her original duck-sitting posture with her own hands, raise her legs slightly, and forcefully put on her pants.
The touch of the fabric across her skin seemed to make her get used to it. Compared to the loose shirt, these shorts were much tighter. Natlan would make strange noises involuntarily from time to time. This was a normal behavior.
After finally succeeding in getting Natlan to put on her underwear, Yang Ming breathed a sigh of relief and asked her to sit up. She sat up like a duck all the way. This position seemed to make her feel comfortable.
Yang Ming returned to the seat that came with the aerial vehicle. Now his perspective was slightly condescending, allowing him to fully examine the specific appearance of the White Dragon Man's form.