Bad Worlds and Bad Experiences

There are only two choices when it comes to adversity: either you eat the enemy or the enemy eats you; and perhaps a third choice, provided you have a strong enough backer. -- 18th day of the Magic Bull in the 145th year of the 4th Age of Light]

 My mind kept circling: what to do? What should I do?

 Just as I was at a loss, a voice came into my head, "Bruce, Bruce, can you hear the voice of this god?"

 I was instantly delighted and responded in my head, "Otan - you've finally come - my dear brother Otan, save me - I'm trapped in the heart of a giant dragon and I'm dying!"

 Otan was anxious and helpless after hearing this, "You killed the divine dragon that this god sent to save you?"

 It didn't matter that I didn't listen, I was so angry at Otan's words that I simply wanted to flay the nerve raw and stormed through my brain angrily, "You sent it? Did you send it to kill me? It's been after me since the beginning, what the hell do you mean?"

 Hearing this, Otan hurriedly explained, ''It was this god who was out of sight, it was this god who was out of mind! Don't be angry, my dear brother Bruce - this is not sending the Golden Troll over to look for you again! Have you seen it?"

 I was even more angry: "You! You're just trying to kill me, aren't you? You're talking about that big golden-haired monster, right? Sent two monsters together to kill me, you can really look down on the labor, now that big golden hair monster with the dragon lying in a piece of - do not talk nonsense to me, the dragon to live, or I will be accounted for in the belly of it."

 Otan awkwardly made amends, "Heh heh heh, lapse of judgment, you give a drop of your blood to the dragon's heart, and this god brings it back to life!"

 I don't care to bite hard on my own finger, the blood flows out and mixes with the blood of the dragon's heart.

 Knowing Otan as I do, he should have sensed that I had already bled him at this point, being in his lair, and waited quietly for him to begin the operation.

 Soon, I was in the heart of the golden dragon, and I could vaguely see a ball of white light crashing down towards the otherworld where I was, instantly landing on the dragon's body and being absorbed into it in the blink of an eye.

 Then I felt a burst of golden light fill the mountains and forests in a flash, and then quickly disappear.

 At this moment I stood in place chest a vicious gas straight to the head, clearly feel full of face swelling pain, tightly holding a mouthful of bad breath; that big golden hair monster covered with blood, eyes full of fear lying on my side, the dragon has disappeared.

 Then ...

 I held my face full of pain for a long time, then used all my strength to point at the sky and cursed angrily: "Otan - I'm going to chop you up - you y have to be a nerve - I let you resurrect the dragon, not let you stuff it into my body; how can I still absorb bodies and souls when I'm in your world? -I asked you to resurrect the dragon, I didn't ask you to shove it into my body; why would I still absorb corpses and souls when I'm in your world? Hurry up and make me normal, or I'll take back my wish, or else, or else I'll make a wish to make you like me, I'll watch you give birth to a child with no asshole, piss me off, ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ..."

 I was so pissed off that I was already incoherent and stood still for a moment, scratching my head.

 Otan had long ago run off somewhere and gave me no further response at all.

 Then I guessed that this nerve must have known that he hadn't done a good job, and knew that he would be scolded by me again; because he had always been afraid of the way I chattered up; as a supreme god who managed tens of thousands of cosmic worlds, he had never been afraid of anything but my noncompliance, and I guessed that as soon as he rescued me, he hurriedly hid himself away from the green blob, and didn't dare to go near that green ball any more.

 The next thing I knew, no matter how much I cursed angrily again and disliked the heavens and the earth and the gods, I could no longer get any response from him, and it was obvious that he had long since run away in fear at this point.

 Much later according to Pandora's recollection, she was also set to go by Otan at that time, so at this point I was left alone.

 According to Otan's statement to Pandora, "Your master wants to live quietly and simply alone for a while, and we're not going to bother him!"

 And then Pandora will also run off to play in the world next door to mine, leaving me, the owner, hanging out to dry, with the pretense that I'm right next door.

 That being said, I couldn't curse after not getting a response from my side, but I hadn't lost my temper yet; instead, I turned my spear towards the golden beast that was still paralyzed on the ground.

 The thought came to my mind: since you were sent by Othana Nerve, it's only right that you take some responsibility for your master.

 So, walking up to the golden beast, he kicked it in the nose and asked, "Can you understand human language?"

 However, this golden beast seemed to really not understand my words, looking at me with a pair of eyes full of terror, cowering its large body in fear with tears coming out of its eyes.

 Chagrined, I raised my hands and pulled my hair, wanting to swear again, but I froze when I saw my tiny hands.

 It was at this point that I realized I seemed to have shrunk a lot, and did something that made the golden behemoth even more terrified.

 I lay down in front of the golden behemoth's big eyes, lending the other's eyes to keep gesticulating, and I could tell from the look in its eyes that my own move had led him to believe that I was planning to gouge its eyes out with this look.

 Its whole body began to shake like sifting chaff, and its big mouth was extremely weak as it also kept begging for mercy, "Your Highness, Your Highness, spare me, spare me! "

 Unfortunately, I couldn't understand what it was saying at that point, and it almost made me think it was letting out a roar intending to attack again, and angrily kicked it in the eye again.

 "Roar," although my ant-like body kicking at the golden behemoth's eyes was no different from dropping a grain of sand, it had to act like it was hurting in order to cooperate.

 It's a good thing I quickly learned the general language of this other world from the ancient dragon's vast memories.

 Then I asked again in this otherworldly language, "Now do you understand?"

 The Golden Beast was the first to reply, "Your Highness, Your Highness, spare me, spare me!"

 I said with a depressed look on my face, "Am I that scary? It's not like I have anything to gain by killing you!"

 The golden behemoth was obviously relieved to hear that.

 I then asked, "Can you move now? Keep laying like that and later I guess another monster will come looking for you."

 The golden behemoth moved with difficulty and pleaded with me, "Your Highness, can you grant the little one a bit of your blood?"

 Blood?

 When I hear that word, my gut tells me I must be cautious.

 Wary, I asked, "What are you doing? Trying to eat me?"

 The golden behemoth helplessly explained, "The little one needs your blood to sign the contract, and your blood contains special divine power within it that can allow the little one to recover immediately."

 The more I heard, the more wrong I became, I took a step back even more vigilantly and said, "It's okay to give you blood, but only a little bit, I can tell you, my blood doesn't have any godly power, it's poison, maybe you'll become just like me, and you'll automatically absorb corpses and souls!"

 Hearing me say this, the Golden Beast not only wasn't afraid but instead became more energized: ''Your Highness, are you telling the truth? You can really absorb corpses and souls? That's an ability that only the Devouring God King has in legend - oh no! Even the Devouring God King can't devour the souls of gods!"

 I listened with a look of disdain and said, "Pit in the head! Thinking of sickness as divine power is really a head case - here, blood for you, that's all you can have, no more - it hurts me!"

 With that, he put a small teacup of blood into the golden behemoth.

 Seriously biting your arm open to bleed out is a painful, painful thing to do and I don't know where I got the courage to do it.

 The golden behemoth licked the blood from my hand excitedly, and continued to lick it twice afterward, fearing that a tiny bit of it would go to waste.

 Blood swallowed in, the golden behemoth's injuries were recovering at an extremely fast speed visible to the naked eye, in less than two minutes it was alive and standing in front of me, its tall body did cause me a lot of pressure.

 The size of this golden beast standing up was just too big, so big that I could only see its house-like thighs, and even the thickness of each leg hair on them could be clearly seen.

 It also fulfilled its promise to sign a contract with me and became my servant;this made me a little surprised, but I didn't think it was a big deal to take in a little brother, after all, this golden behemoth was sent by Ortan, so there was no burden at all to take it in.

 But ...

 I soon regretted it.

 Because this golden beast is a road warrior, and like me, when it enters the mountains it just gets blinded with both hands - and starts to get lost.

 Thinking that this idiotic hulk was useless, I almost wanted to drive it away in a fit of anger; fortunately, after the golden beast begged for forgiveness while carrying me to find a valley with a nice view, it was only then that I was able to quell my anger a little bit.

 At night, I set up a fire in a forest clearing and began to meditate alone.

 At the request of this master of mine, the golden behemoth also shrunk a lot, turning into a large bear-like shape, obediently lying beside me and not daring to make a sound.

 I suddenly spoke up, "Big guy, do you have a name? Where is your home? How did that nerve in the sky find you to come to me?"

 Hearing the siren call, the Golden Beast didn't dare to be slow and hurriedly chimed in, "Master, my name is too unpleasant, you should call me Big Guy! I live in this mountain forest, this is my home, that's why the Supreme Deity summoned me to come and guide you!"

 I couldn't help but flirt for a while, "Bullshit gods, labor almost got screwed by you guys; right, so do you know where we are here?"

 "I know - this mountain forest is called by the living beings on the continent: the Sleeping Mountains; I heard that in the distant past, many gods and powerful races slept in this mountain forest, and later on, quite a number of powerful beings like our Golden Trolls and Golden Dragons were born here. "

 The golden behemoth said.

 I asked, "The dragon you fought with lives here too? Was it a golden dragon?"

 The Golden Beast said, "That giant dragon is not as simple as a simple golden dragon, it is a god just like me, it is the Ancient Dragon God of the Dragon Race, and I am the Earth Beast God of the Golden Beast;we are both ancient gods of this land."

 When I heard this, I was even more contemptuous: "Still ancient gods! None of your words are true, you said that there were many gods sleeping here in the distant past, and now you say that you are ancient gods, you're lying!"

 The Golden Beast heard with me sharply said, "I didn't lie to you, I with that huge dragon is one of the sleeping gods, I am the earth beast god, the actual body is dozens of times bigger than what you have seen before, I just look like the Golden Beast, because theGolden Beast clan are all born out of my flesh and blood; if it is not that the mighty god in the sky, with even more powerful divine power will wake us up, we would have remained asleep until the end of the years without waking up."

 "Huh?!" I cried out in disbelief.

 In his heart, he muttered: Are all the gods in this world so worthless? How come you can meet them wherever you go, so casually?

 After marveling, I instead came to be a bit more interested and continued to ask the golden beast, "Are there many gods in this world? How come I ran into you two as soon as I arrived?"

 "There can't be many! Master, you can come across us because the powerful and supreme god in the sky woke us up; normally this world is already devoid of gods, and the gods that still exist would not stay in this world, and would have long since run away to better worlds; these ancient gods of ours would go into a deep sleep because they couldn't find better worlds, and chose to sleep in this mountain range." The Golden Beast explained.

 I asked curiously, "Can't you find any other worlds? Which worlds do you know that all those gods who went out ran off to?"

 I am very happy to listen to the new knowledge of the new world, so I listened very carefully, afraid that I would miss any detail.

 The Golden Beast then said: "Most of the gods that went out in this world went to a place called the God Realm, and some went to the Demon Realm, the Dark Realm, and other worlds, but I heard that none of them were any better. Those places are all half-worlds that need to be slowly transformed by themselves, which is troublesome; those places are more or less known to us ancient gods, who are unwilling to go there because they are too troublesome; however, I have also heard that some gods went to open up the land earlier than us, and developed quite well later on, and even formed their own god kingdoms."

 One man and one beast talked like this until dawn, even on the way out.

 I also searched the memories of the gargoyles while talking to the golden behemoth, and such conversations also gave me a great understanding of the constructs of this other world.

 With my continuous reading of the dragon's memories, my knowledge of this sleeping mountain range has already surpassed that of the Golden Beast; in some ways, the Golden Beast that I ate is much smarter than this stupid big guy, at least in terms of accumulating knowledge and recognizing the way to go, so basically I'm guiding the way behind me, and the Golden Beast is responsible for carrying me forward.

 My first stop was straight to the dragon's lair, and from the golden dragon's treasure trove of memories I learned the news - the bastard dragon had robbed me of that magical book without my knowledge.

 Auntie could not bear it, so as soon as I searched for that memory I instantly set a goal and vowed to get back the strange book that I had already renamed Bruce's Diary.

 We finally confirmed a legend when we arrived at the Golden Dragon's lair - dragons love shiny treasure, and it was true.

 I arrived at the dragon's lair within a few days with the help of the golden gargoyle, the inside of this lair still looked the same as I remembered when the golden gargoyle left, so it seemed that it hadn't been shortchanged.

 I didn't even bother with the piles of treasure, but went straight to my own copy of Bruce's Diary.

 Checking against the Golden Dragon's memories, I found the book in a very inconspicuous corner.

 Although the angry golden dragon was blind and couldn't see the magic of this book, at the same time, it was also fortunate that this golden dragon didn't understand the preciousness of this book;otherwise, if it was allowed to learn some of the things in the book, it would still be quite tricky, after all, there was an entry in it that was a record about sealing the gods.

 Of course, even if you know, it's a question of whether you can read it or not, but fear not.

 After getting the diary, I had the presence of mind to take another look at the treasures, and after confirming that there really was no sign of anyone coming, I visited the lair with more confidence.

 Come to think of it, who would dare to randomly run a dragon god's lair to cause trouble unless they were living out of their mind or were confident enough to be able to beat it, but this world obviously didn't have that kind of powerful gods who had enough to eat;

 Judging from the fact that this giant dragon dared to disobey Otan's orders, it was not a dragon to be messed with, after all, the power Otan had shown it was definitely many times more powerful than itself, but it still dared to disobey.

 However, this golden dragon was ferocious yes, deterring the beings and gods of this world might be fine, but it seemed to be a bit narrow-minded in its vision of looking beyond this otherworldly world, or else it wouldn't have ended up with no bones left in its body.

 Faced with a mountain of treasure, I was despondent.

 "Ugh pity!"

 Finally, he shook his head and headed out of the cave.

 The Golden Beast asked from behind in incomprehension, "Your Highness, don't you want these treasures?"

 I held it in as if I were constipated and covered my eyes in pain, "I want to! But I can't take it with me, ah-!"

 The golden behemoth was first stunned, then laughed out loud, "Hahahahaha! Your Highness you don't know the Small Space Technique? ... Wouldn't even have a spatial medium!"

 When the Golden Beast asked about the Small Space Art, I could only shake my head helplessly and painfully in the face of its disdainful gaze, and as a result, when it asked about the Space Medium, I felt even more of the Golden Beast's sympathetic gaze.

 "Laugh all you want! Anyway, I just don't know what a small spatial art or spatial medium looks like?" My mood at the moment really can't be described in words, facing a huge treasure that can't be seen at a glance, but only being able to take that small bit, don't mention how painful it is.

 But in order not to be further ridiculed by the stupid big man in front of me, I could only force myself to calm down and put on an attitude of indifference.

 Then I realized that I had been really narrow minded and completely misunderstood the good intentions of the stupid big guy.

 The golden behemoth smiled and told me the good news.

 Only to hear the Golden Beast say with a big smile, "Your Highness, you're also underestimating this dragon's lair; if I'm not mistaken, this dragon has a lot of spatial mediums, so look for them; and it has a spatial treasure ring that can be described as a superb one, so look for it."

 My eyes lit up and I said excitedly, "A space ring? A must-have item for the legendary home traveling so-and-so? I love you, hahahahahaha!"

 In my excitement I hugged and kissed the golden behemoth.

 Closing my eyes and searching the memories of the gargoyle did lead me to the memory of the ring; within a few moments I found exactly where it was kept.

 The ring was stored on a wall ledge, and it was also quite beautifully decorated around it, a kind of starry-eyed feeling, so it was clear that the dragon was still very fond of the ring.

 I picked up the spatial treasure ring and scrutinized it, and the more I looked at it, the more satisfied I became - antique without being luxurious.

 Before I could finish being happy, the accident happened.

 The cavern began to shake violently and began to collapse in all directions.

 "Your Highness, get out, the cave is collapsing; careless, this damn dragon would actually ask the Morton Dwarf to design the mechanism!" The Golden Behemoth cursed as he rushed towards me.

 I was also extremely angry, and desperately wanted to put on some; but the cave collapsed too quickly, and I had no choice but to jump onto the back of the golden behemoth to escape.

 With the desperate efforts of the golden behemoth, it finally escaped from the cave without any danger.

 лл 㣬 Ƿ һ Returning from the dead, I gasped and patted the golden behemoth and said.

 The golden behemoth was also tired and panting, and shook his head at me to say, No thank you!

 After the strength slowed down, I got up and patted the golden behemoth, "Big man, go back and continue your slumber; you should have suffered quite a bit from being forcibly awakened, there's not much I can do here to help you, so I'll release another jar of blood for you as compensation."

 When he finished speaking, he took out a dagger that he had just gotten from the Golden Dragon's treasure, bled on his arm, put it into a fine metal jar, and handed it to the Golden Beast.

 The Golden Beast wanted to refuse, but it still couldn't withstand the temptation of the divine power wafting out of my blood, and in the end, it could only accept my blood woodenly, its body trembling with excitement.

 On the spot, it poured blood into its stomach, and the abundant divine power made it unable to suppress it, and its size directly skyrocketed, and it even began to stagger like it was drunk on alcohol.

 I was so scared that I yelled, "Big guy, big guy, big guy, are you okay? Don't scare me, I'm chicken, I have a heart condition!"

 Seeing the golden behemoth's staggering drunken look, I knew it couldn't hear my shouts at all.

 At this point, it was estimated that it had long since been unable to perceive anything, and was completely wrapped in divine power throughout its consciousness.

 After shaking for a while, the golden behemoth regained a little bit of consciousness, and couldn't even wait to be polite to me, turned around and walked back to the collapsed dragon's lair, and in three or two strokes, plowed out a passageway to drill in and fall into a deep sleep.

 In the face of all this, I can only smile bitterly: "It's just that, I can't imagine that my blood is so powerful, it seems that I have to pay attention in the future, or else it's not good to have any more problems."

 Since the Golden Beast chose to sleep here in a hurry, I decided to stay and keep a watch in order to repay it for saving my life.

 And that's how it's been guarded, guarded with more and more stories, guarded with the simple life I aspire to, but that's all for later.