Knock on the Dragon Gate

When he opened his eyes, the world turned golden in his eyes. Chen Miao is a painter who cannot draw dragon eyes. On a rainy night, he received a mysterious text message: "No. 77, Fenghuangshanjiao Road, Longmenyi." Behind the door is a cup of tea, a pair of purple eyes, and a genetic war that has lasted for two hundred years. It turns out that he is the last pure-blooded golden dragonborn in the world. His pupils burn like molten sun, his blood is as dark as molten gold, and his bones are as warm as jade. He is also the complete dragon gene map that the Western world has been chasing for two hundred years and dreamed of. The descendants of St. George want to purify him, the Seventh Observatory wants to dissect him, and the Sheng Long Society wants to dismantle him into genetic goods and sell them on the black market. While the Hidden Management Bureau is monitoring in the dark, and the Dragonborn family is weighing the pros and cons, only the few "abnormal people" in the Shilizhai are willing to accompany him in declaring war on the world. From then on, he used traditional Chinese painting techniques to control ink formations, used a modified RS6 to drift between life and death on the streets, used his doctor's girlfriend's silver needle to suppress his bloodline rampage, and launched an invisible and secret war with global gene hunters under the eyes of millions of ordinary people. "They stole from us for two hundred years," Chen Miao wrote in the underground base of Shiyi Zhai. His golden eyes illuminated the world map on the wall, which marked all the laboratories and black markets that stole dragon genes. "Now, it's time to pay back." When the last drop of golden blood begins to boil, those thieves who steal the blood will finally understand that when the real dragon opens its eyes, the identities of hunter and prey should be reversed.