Chapter 569

·

·

·

Protagonist:

Chen Yi

"You stay put." Chen Yi signaled to Yin Senyong, who naturally shouldered the responsibility of guarding, using containers to surround the third carriage.

Chen Yi smiled and walked into the flickering third carriage.

Earthlings who often come to the West Continent are mostly surrounded in containers, or simply stay on the ship, not allowed to come out; at this moment, only a few Martial Arts Hall students and Divine Art Knights could notice his movements.

The door closed. The carriage interior abruptly turned dark, vastly different from the brightness of the first and second carriages.

Chen Yi surged with Shenjia; in an instant, hazy blue light filled the entire space.

On the windows on both sides, indistinguishable characters flickered, like an old-style instrument just starting up.

"Don't know what kind of new function there will be." Chen Yi faced the window, full of anticipation.

The first carriage can go to the Holy Qiao Kingdom; the second carriage can go to various locations on Earth, as well as the vigorously developing West Continent...

In terms of function, the second carriage has had an obvious increase compared to the first carriage.

Chen Yi naturally hoped the third carriage would also have an even stronger effect.

Time passed in the waiting.

The gentlemen waiting in the second carriage all became uneasy; the characters on the third carriage windows were still flickering.

Chen Yi simply sat down cross-legged.

At this moment, besides waiting patiently, there was no other way.

Perhaps one day, perhaps two days; just when Yin Senyong couldn't bear it and prepared to kill to intimidate the scene, the third carriage lit up entirely.

In the exact center of the three doors on the left and right, a symbol flickered out on each.

Linear, circle, square, triangle, ring, pentagon. Six doors had six shapes, baffling.

Chen Yi randomly ate a few Konjac, then grabbed a handful of Green Breath Berries to eat; no help at all.

The subway door between the second and third carriages could not be opened; Chen Yi lacked sufficient information to make a decision, and ultimately chose the second circular door, attempting to place his hand on it.

Just like when he first obtained the Subway, the subway door drawn with a circle trembled lightly the moment he touched it, finally turning into something like a transparent water curtain.

Passed through.

The scenes on the windows around the Subway abruptly froze.

Chen Yi strode out without hesitation.

After a momentary flicker, Chen Yi surged with Shenjia and saw gray rock.

Rock!

Piece after piece of rock, twisting upward; Chen Yi looked left and right, the rock walls seemed to extend very far.

He couldn't help but raise his head, wanting to see if he could climb or even fly up.

There was something bright in the sky.

Two moons?

Bright as translucent yellow gems, turbid yet clear, and trembling slightly.

In an instant, Chen Yi realized — these weren't any moons; clearly they were the pupils of two eyes. His breathing almost stopped.

Looking again now, the rock wall before him was clearly gray scales; the rock wall tall as a skyscraper was actually its body.

"A dragon?" Chen Yi murmured, feeling an impulse to turn and run.

However, subconsciously, Chen Yi believed the Magic Subway wouldn't let him deliver himself to death.

"At least not an easy death." He said softly.

The eyes still trembled slightly, as if staring at him.

Chen Yi waited, waiting for the dragon to speak.

If it could speak.

One hour, perhaps two hours; the dragon's eyes still flickered, but there was no other movement.

Chen Yi looked behind him, then decisively flew up.

Shenjia continuously pressed downward, while his body continuously rose.

In a moment, he reached the height of the dragon's eyes, and simultaneously saw the entire dragon curled up.

It extended to both sides like a city wall, over 10 kilometers long, over 100 meters high. Around the pupils with radius larger than a person were dark eyeballs.

A dead dragon.

Chen Yi suddenly relaxed, but couldn't help feeling a bit disappointed.

Ever since hearing news of the Dragon Hall and temples in the Holy Qiao Kingdom and West Continent, he had been full of interest in dragons. If the Subway guided him to some temple, Chen Yi wouldn't find it strange.

Might even be able to do some business.

Chen Yi thought and smiled, spirit relaxed, continuing to rise.

At an altitude of five or six kilometers in the air, he could see the full view below.

On the lonely sand, a lonely dragon corpse lay flat; in the distance there seemed to be a wall's existence, but before Chen Yi could fly over, the Light Curtain's pressure bounced him back.

The Light Curtain here covers a radius of at most 20 kilometers.

In other words, this place is like a dedicated parking spot for dragon corpses.

Could the Subway want me to drag it inside? Chen Yi having this thought was normal; all along, the Subway has operated like a program — meet certain conditions, gain certain harvests; it doesn't do boring things, nor does it get sentimental to mourn a dead dragon.

Just, a bit heavy.

Chen Yi landed beneath the dragon's neck, staring at this guy's head for a while.

The eyeballs, like Big Ben, had all crystallized, and the facial skin had turned into walls as hard as iron. The two teeth exposed outside remained sharp as ever, but were covered in a thin layer of dust.

The most magical part was its whiskers and hair; even after such a long time, not even the eyelashes had fallen off, covering the outside of the eyeballs, creating a trembling sensation.

Chen Yi let out a breath and jumped down from above.

A 10-kilometer-long dragon, if it were alive, would truly be a demigod-like monster.

If its leather armor were a bit harder, to the point where even anti-tank missiles couldn't penetrate it, such a giant beast would be a tremendous danger to Earth.

Thinking of it this way, human civilization is indeed fragile.

Besides the dragon, inside the light curtain's sealed space

Jumping down the dragon's neck silently, Chen Yi began to slowly gather Shenjia, and when he felt the time was about right, he bent down and heaved at the dragon corpse.

He lifted it 10 centimeters with great difficulty, not even raising the dragon's chest and tail, and the rock-like body fell back down.

"So heavy!"

Chen Yi tried to pry off a scale, and it took Nine Oxen Two Tigers' worth of effort just to remove one piece; it was as hard as an alloy, ancient like a fossil.

He probed downward with Shenjia, found nothing, so he ran to the back, lifted the dragon corpse's tail, and dragged it toward the Subway.

The Magic Subway's light curtain trembled.

As if it was cheering in joy.

Chen Yi was extremely surprised.

Unlike what an Ordinary Person would do, when he discovered the Magic Subway liked the dragon corpse, he instead stopped.

After thinking for a bit, Chen Yi pretended to be unable to manage it and threw down the dragon corpse.

"Too heavy. Perhaps I should change methods."

Saying this, Chen Yi returned to the Subway.

The light curtain gradually stabilized; naturally one couldn't tell if it was happy or disappointed, but the Magic Subway did not open as usual when he returned.

Chen Yi's Nation turned, and he brought the little lizard out from the Carriage, saying: "This thing is too big, I can't move it. Are you interested in eating it?"

"Eat what?" The little lizard shook its head with sleepy eyes, seeing nothing but gray rocks.

"Look up." Chen Yi stretched out his hand.

The little lizard looked up as told, and in a moment, was shocked!

"A dragon? A real dragon!" In fact, it was even more excited than Chen Yi had anticipated.

Soon, the little lizard began speaking in Illusion Dragon Language that Chen Yi couldn't understand.

Chen Yi had to interrupt it: "Use Chinese."

The little lizard took a Deep Breath and said: "This is the second time I've seen a dragon."

"Where was the first time?"

"Dragon Hall. At the moment of birth, every Illusion Dragon can gaze upon Dragon Hall from afar. There stands a dragon statue, said to be the incarnation of a True Dragon."

The little lizard spoke with great Faith; Chen Yi felt nothing at all.

He shrugged and asked: "Do you want to eat this dragon or not?"

"Eat it?"

"Try it and see if you can turn into a dragon."

The little lizard was completely stunned, murmuring: "You're saying, let me eat a dragon, and then turn into a dragon?"

"Don't you believe it?"

"I don't know." The little lizard was absolutely in a mess.

For the Illusion Dragon clan who call themselves Sub-Dragons, the dragon is their Faith. Just like the Japanese to Amaterasu, Christianity to Jesus Christ...

Eating the god they believe in? — Christianity indeed did this; the Japanese probably wouldn't oppose tasting Amaterasu's divine body either...

Thus, after a long period of thought, the little lizard decisively took a small bite.

With great difficulty, it used its teeth to tear off a fist-sized dragon scale in private, chewing ruthlessly.

"Like taffy? Good taste? Earthy smell or pure earth taste?" Chen Yi curiously squatted beside the little lizard, watching it eat the dragon.

The little lizard's mouth was full of dragon scales; it couldn't gnaw through them, couldn't bite them apart, and couldn't speak either.

After a while, its eyes bulged out, as if it was about to choke to death.

Chen Yi then patted its back by way of comfort, saying: "You should eat a dragon tooth or something first, so you can grow sharp teeth."

The little lizard looked at Chen Yi with tearful eyes, as if saying "Why didn't you say so earlier."

Chen Yi laughed heartily, pulled out a Notebook Computer from his Ring, and boredly watched a movie; a dragon this big, who knows how long it would take to eat.

In one day, the little lizard only finished off one scale and half a dragon tooth.

The Next Day it was two dragon claws and one claw.

The third day was half a tail.

Its speed got faster and faster, and the dragon got smaller and smaller.

Chen Yi kept paying attention to the Magic Subway, occasionally discovering its Shake, but ultimately there was no major change.

Two Weeks later, the little lizard finally finished eating the entire dragon into its stomach.

At this time, its appearance was already very much like a dragon.

If one must speak of differences, the scales were more glossy, the teeth and claws sharper, and the life Breath more abundant.

"So tired!" The little lizard let out a Deeply satisfied burp, exhaling a rich earthy taste.

"Any changes?"

"Infinite stamina; I will definitely become the Strongest Illusion Dragon in the clan." The roughly 10-kilometer-long dragon body trembled, and its speaking volume was terrifyingly loud.

"Can you shrink?" Chen Yi's Neck was sore from looking up.

The Giant Dragon shifted, slowly shrinking down.

When it was nearly 100 meters long, Chen Yi walked into the Subway.

When the Giant Dragon approached and entered, the Light Curtain trembled.

The Phantom Dragon shrank to 2 meters in length, then slowly lay on the ground, looking pitiful.

The Subway Door between the Second Carriage and the Third Carriage suddenly disappeared, and the Subway slowly began to move. Outside, it was noisy.

One could guess with a knee pierced by an Arrow how many people would go mad from failing to reach their destination in two weeks.

Chen Yi was doing a Monopoly business and was too lazy to go out to Persuade anyone; he just stood in the Third Carriage, kicking the Phantom Dragon and asking, "Didn't you ask?"

"My stomach feels uncomfortable." The little Lizard had become somewhat smarter, and its speech was more coherent.

As soon as its words fell, with a "poot" sound, a fart echoed through the Carriage.

The rich stench immediately made Chen Yi Give Up breathing.

A line of numbers began to jump on the Subway window: Gene Completion 50%...

Chen Yi couldn't say a word.

Farting once increased Gene Completion by 2%, so how could the fossil specimens in the National Museum bear it?

... (Unfinished. If you like this work, welcome to Qidian (qidian. com) to cast Recommendation Tickets and Monthly Tickets; your support is my greatest Motivation.)