Ordinary observers in fast time travel

Shi Jia gritted his teeth. Since he was caught in a dilemma, he would neither advance nor retreat!

With a thought, the sapling sprouted several aerial roots that "poof"ed into the dragon's flesh.

Don't forget that a sapling is a tree, and trees can absorb nutrients and grow strong!

"You little bug, you're asking for death!" The dragon was terrified when it realized its flesh and blood energy was rapidly draining away. It quickly mobilized its internal energy to burn the roots of the sapling.

However, although the sapling's level was not high, its origin was special, and its strength could not be calculated by its level. At first, the dragon easily burned its roots, but the next moment, the sapling grew more aerial roots that took root in the dragon's flesh.

While the dragon was burning the root of energy, its own flesh and blood were also damaged to some extent. After all, it was a water-type turbid beast, and its ability to mobilize energy to burn was only due to its superior strength.

Jiao felt a wave of weakness wash over him. He couldn't let things continue like this; he had to kill the little bug first!

"Go to hell, you little bug!" The next second, a powerful pressure pressed down on Shi Jia, causing him to bend over and almost ruin his newly completed painting.

He gritted his teeth, and his brush touched the lines, creating a burst of colorful light!

Jiao suddenly felt uneasy.

The next second he saw a black sphere appear in its intestines.

At the same time, the roots of the sapling planted on it all retracted, and several roots bound the human insect, moving rapidly toward its excrement opening.

"Trying to escape? You're courting death!" Jiao didn't bother to care what the sphere was. His muscles clenched again, blocking Shi Jia's path.

However, the next second, "Boom!"

"hold head high!"

If someone asked Shi Jia, "What if your path is blocked?" he would definitely say, "Blocked? Just blow it up!"

Yes, what Shi Jia just drew was a bomb, a very primitive kind, like an energy cannon from the last world. Laser weapons couldn't be drawn like that. But having read many ancient books, Shi Jia still knew the principles of bombs.

Although he felt he had a high probability of being able to materialize it, he had just been trying his luck, even if it seemed hopeless.

Because he had no other choice.

If the sapling were to absorb the dragon's flesh, it would probably become nourishment for the dragon before it could even turn the dragon into a dried-up body.

The clenched muscles, while blocking his path, also shielded him from the blast wave. As the scorching heat subsided, those clenched muscles relaxed.

Shi Jia patted his chest, still feeling lingering fear, and continued forward.

Don't ask, the answer is simple: he had no way to break through the defenses of a blue-tier dragon. He could only continue towards the excrement outlet.

"Little bug." Jiao's voice was noticeably weaker.

However, Shi Jia did not think he could kill a weak blue-level beast. The bomb was successful only because Jiao did not understand bombs.

But what if there's another bomb? Do you think Jiao will let him paint in peace?

"I just want to leave," Shi Jia said. "If you let me leave, I promise I won't hurt you again."

"You are threatening me!" Jiao said in an unfriendly tone.

"No, I'm just stating the facts. After all, I don't want to die, so naturally I have to save myself. And you have no way to kill me inside your belly," Shi Jia said frankly. At this point, he understood that as long as he remained inside the dragon's belly, he had the upper hand.

"Hmph! I can let you leave, but the sapling belongs to me," the dragon said, but in his heart he was thinking that as soon as the little insect came out, he had a hundred ways to crush it!
Shi Jia shook his head. "The sapling is not a living thing; it belongs to spiritual art. I am a spiritual painter, and you should know that spiritual art cannot exist without a painter."

"However, if you like the sapling, I can draw a picture for you." The dragon stared at the sapling carefully, and soon it transformed into a tree-shaped mass of energy in its eyes. It really wasn't a tree.

So it's not some kind of treasure, but rather the ability of this little human!

It began to regret its words. If it devoured this little human, its power...

Enough already. If we let this little human stay inside its body any longer, it will probably soon revert to its original black nature!

Twenty minutes later, Shi Jia struggled to crawl out of Jiao's "back door".

"Ugh~ vomit~"

The stench made the dragon, who was about to swallow it whole again, quickly turn its head away. "Never mind," it thought, "the Dragon King is the most trustworthy."

"Bang! Crash!"

Hey, what's wrong with you?
It turned out that Shi Jia couldn't take it anymore, and seeing a body of water nearby, she immediately jumped in.

Seeing this, the dragon disdainfully activated its water-based magic to wash over Shi Jia's body, simultaneously flushing away the filthy water.

"Phew~" Shi Jia struggled to climb ashore, shook her hair, took out clean clothes from the mustard seed bag, and was about to take off her clothes when she suddenly felt a burning gaze.

He quickly covered his body and looked warily at the huge eyes five meters away.

"what are you doing?"

Caught red-handed, the Flood Dragon King turned his head as if nothing had happened, continued to coil himself up, carefully arranged his large belly, and then rested his head on top.

Shi Jia was speechless. Why did this dragon seem a bit childish and even a little ridiculous?
"How could that be!" He shook his head and quickly changed his clothes. Only then did he have the mind to observe his surroundings. It was a cave with no exit. The cave was very large, with a lake even larger than the one he had seen before, and a platform wide enough for two dragons to coil up.

The cave ceiling is also very high, at least thirty to fifty meters. The cave walls are not smooth, and there are about ten stalactites hanging from the ceiling.

In addition, the cave walls are inlaid with many gems, some of which glow, providing light to the cave.

His gaze shifted down to the large lake, its waters deep and dark, the bottom invisible, but Shi Jia guessed that the only exit should be here.

Shi Jia turned to look at the Flood Dragon King, who was staring at him with his vertical pupils wide open again. "Flood Dragon King, how about we make a deal?"

"Tch~ What right do you, a mere human insect, have to make a deal with me, the king!" His tone was arrogant, but lacked the majesty of a king; instead, it had a strong sense of childish chuunibyou (adolescent delusions of grandeur).

Shi Jia almost laughed, but he held it in. "You must be feeling unwell right now, right?"

My stomach is so full from eating so much.
In truth, Shi Jia was unaware of snakes' habits; they could often consume three times their own body weight in food. What they were eating now wouldn't cause any problems at all. It would be digested after a good night's sleep.

However, because of Shi Jia's bomb and the energy extraction from the sapling, the dragon's internal organs were severely damaged, which is what made it suffer.

The dragon king stared at the little human who dared to mock it with its vertical pupils, ready to devour him at any moment.

"I can save you!" Shi Jia took the sapling off his head. This action made him feel dazed for a moment. He remembered that this was how he was bitten by a snake!
He glared at the sapling; so this little culprit was the real culprit! Hmph, he'd better teach him a lesson when they got back!
“My little sapling has healing abilities and can heal your internal injuries. In return, you can send me away. What do you think?” Shi Jia looked at it earnestly.

"Hmph~" The Flood Dragon King snorted, "My injuries will heal in just one month of hibernation."

“But you, Dragon King, cannot leave your cave this month. If a powerful beast discovers your lair, it might try to seize it. And how will you, injured as you are, protect your cave?” Shi Jia explained the pros and cons.

The cave was filled with extremely dense, turbid air, making it a veritable holy land for turbid beasts to cultivate. He didn't believe that other turbid beasts wouldn't discover it.

"And if you agree to send me away, you'll be fully recovered tomorrow. Why not?" (End of Chapter)