Brocade Snake Demon Immortal

Jian Jing woke up from his confused and twisted dream. He couldn't help but shiver when he opened his eyes. He blurted out," Did you wet the bed?"

The modern light industrial masterpiece that he had covered himself with before he went to bed last night, the blanket with anime characters printed on it, the shaking fan that would buzz in the summer, and even the dormitory ceiling that was covered in grayish-yellow stains due to the age of the building were gone.

However, these conspicuous changes in the environment only left a trace of surprise in the corner of his eyes, and could not attract his attention for the time being.

Jian Jing lowered his head to look at his crotch. However, this lowering of his head caused something even stranger to happen.

As he exerted force on his neck muscles, his entire head turned 180 degrees, as if his cervical vertebrae had turned into noodles. He had never experienced such an experience before, and he only felt his heart beat faster.

What was going on? My neck is broken? Help, what should I do if I wake up in the morning and find my neck bent! Waiting online! Jian Jing's mind went blank, and he even suspected that he was still in dreamland.

"Um…"

Immediately after, the scene that entered his eyes brought him back to his senses.

It was a thin, white, oval eggshell. The floral underwear that he had worn before he went to bed did not exist in the eggshell.

In the sticky liquid, there was a crawling creature covered in grayish-black scales. Its neck was elegant and slender, and its body was full of strength!

Otherworld, egg-laying, crawling creature.

As his eyes seemed to be covered by a layer of fog, he could not see the body below clearly.

However, as the standard otaku of the 21st century, Jian Jing quickly used his experience of reading online literature and combined the above three descriptions to come up with an answer to his current identity.

He was a dragon?

"Wuhu Hu! Take off!"

Joy arose spontaneously.

Whether it was the Black Dragon, White Dragon, Azure Dragon, Green Dragon, Pluto Dragon, or Godzilla, they were all invincible existences. He did not expect that he would be lucky enough to experience the licentious life of a natural dominator, oh no, a dragon's life.

After a short moment of excitement, Jian Jing began to look forward to the upcoming cheat.

System, Main God's Mission, or Attribute Panel? At the very least, it should have inherited the knowledge of dragons.

He shook his little head left and right, trying to summon these things one by one, but he did not get any response. His mind was also empty, and there was no such thing as being filled with the memories of the dragon race.

There seemed to be a problem somewhere.

Realizing that it was a waste of time to wait, Jian Jing decided to crawl out of the eggshell first before making any plans.

It was only then that the transmigrator realized the difference between his body and that of traditional dragons.

The slender neck extended from the lower jaw to the tail. The scales were fine and smooth, and there were no wings or limbs.

Her long, slender, forked tongue unconsciously spilled out through the gap between her lips.

" Hiss…" Ever since he woke up, he had been talking to himself with such a strange sound.

Err…

Not all egg-laying reptiles were dragons.

It could also be…

Alright, he was a long snake.

However, this misunderstanding could not be entirely blamed on the preconceived notions of the transmigrator. After all, as a traditional snake, this flexible body completely inherited the short-sightedness of the snake family.

Not only was he short-sighted, but his static vision was also terrible, so it was understandable that he mistook his curled tail for a dragon's body.

Now, the newborn snake crawled out of the eggshell and slowly swam on the soil in an S-shape that it had never experienced before. The touch of the scales and the rhythm of the tail wagging were clearly felt.

Jian Jing savored it carefully, then the snake's head circled around to observe the surroundings.

There were six or seven snake eggs scattered around the eggshell where he was born, but from the holes in the eggs, his brothers and sisters had successfully hatched and left home.

The snake family, which loved to live alone, obviously did not have the habit of parents taking care of newborns.

There was no snake around.

Some were tall green trees, overgrown with weeds, high mountains, and jagged rocks. The weather was gloomy, probably because the sky had just brightened. The sky in front of him was dyed bright red. The little snake, who had adapted to its short-sightedness, believed that it was the newborn sun.

Would the sun of the Otherworld also rise from the east?

The transmigrator didn't know the answer, but the little snake decided to treat the other side as the east to facilitate his future actions.

Alright, let's focus on the operation.

From now on, this little snake who had no golden fingers other than transmigration and rebirth would have to live a lonely life in the countryside.

The heavy burden of life instantly pressed down on the little snake's stomach. What should he eat in the future? How should I catch something to eat? Would he be eaten? How could he escape the fate of being eaten?

"Ah…"

Thinking of this, the little snake was a little discouraged.

There was no way to wipe away tears. Snakes did not have tear glands.

He could only spit out his pink snake tongue.

The surrounding scents were instinctively converted into information from his tongue.

The fragrance of grass, the taste of grasshopper meat, the smell of cicadas, and the sweetness of running water.

The little snake knew that grasshoppers were in his diet. Moreover, with the size of an insect, it would not be able to break its small body that was as thick as a finger.

The shape and color of the grasshopper was a little disgusting to Jian Jing, who was not born in Guangdong in his previous life. Even if he was a Cantonese who ate everything, he obviously could not do such an unsanitary thing as eating it raw.

But Jian Jing was never a pretentious person.

Risking his life to be a vegetarian snake was unwise. If he choked to death on grass and wild fruits, it would be a joke.

In order to survive, I can give up everything. What is a mere raw meat and blood?

Mustering up his courage, the slender snake moved the muscles in his abdomen and swam toward the grasshopper that he had sensed.

He slid over, raised his head slightly, and curled up.

In the end, he shot his head over like a spring.

Pa!

The snake's first hunt took no more than three seconds.

The young grasshopper did not even struggle before it was swallowed by the snake that was as thick as a thumb. The entire hunting process was as easy as if it had been practiced thousands of times.

Thinking about it carefully, humans were nature's most advanced predators. Which child had never tried to catch insects in the wild? Which young man had never chased after a ball?

Now that he had more concealed skin and a more professional body, the little grasshopper could be captured by his hands, no, his mouth!

The next step was to swallow.

The two rows of teeth were not used to cut or chew, but to hold the grasshopper's body firmly like two hands in its mouth, and then push the food into its stomach.

Its thin belly expanded visibly, and tiny scales spread out. On the inner wall of its belly, one could clearly feel the grasshoppers that were not completely dead, stretching their legs and flapping their wings.

Snakes had no sense of taste, and the pleasure of eating was completely different from that of humans.

The pleasure of chewing and taste disappeared. Only when swallowing and food squirmed in the abdomen would he feel happy.

Imagine that there was a chicken drumstick in front of him. He grabbed the tip of the bone and shoved it into his mouth without touching his tongue. He shoved it straight into his esophagus and swallowed it.

The opening and closing of the throat was the pleasure of swallowing.

As for the comfort of food moving in the abdominal intestines, it was not something that humans could feel. Perhaps the swelling feeling of a human woman during pregnancy was similar, but he was neither a girl nor pregnant before he transmigrated, so he could only imagine it.

Being able to feel pleasure that humans could not experience, but losing the pleasure of taste, he did not know if it was a good thing or a bad thing.

After enduring the psychological disgust and eating, he took a rest first.

The little snake found a crack in the stone nearby, curled up, and closed its eyes to rest.