Star Iron: The Past and Present Life of the Gender-Swapped Dragon Lord

"This is where?"

Dan Heng suddenly opened his eyes, looking somewhat bewildered at the expanse of azure water at the edge of his vision.

"Hiss~ Aren't I on my way to the lower district with Sambo?"

Danheng stared at the lake below with a sense of existential dread, and could even see schools of colorful fish swimming slowly in the water below.

The sky was as smooth as a mirror, and it looked like a lake.

It's just an upside-down lake.

Danheng scratched his head and tentatively took a step. As his foot landed, ripples spread from the bottom of his shoe, gradually fading into the distance.

"Was this my dream?"

Dan Heng looked around somewhat uncertainly and found that there was nothing there except for the two lakes, one above the other.

Only in the distance did a hazy, pale blue mist appear.

Blinking his big eyes, Danheng found his direction and started walking forward.

A person walks on the open ground, and there is no sound except for Dan Heng's soft breathing.

Danheng also tried calling out to Xiaobai in his mind, but he didn't get a reply after calling for a long time.

After walking for a while, Danheng arrived in front of the large area of ​​mist. From a distance, it looked like mist, but upon closer inspection, it was actually a thin layer of bluish-green water mist.

Danheng reached out and poked it. The moment the water droplets touched Danheng's slender white fingertips, all the mist dispersed to both sides, leaving a narrow path that could accommodate one person.

Danheng: ...

Do we have to walk this path again?

I hate walking on narrow roads.

Recalling the pitch-black tunnel that had made him drowsy, Dan Heng shuddered.

If I'm dreaming, then isn't my body still lying in the tunnel?

Or maybe they slid down the tunnel and ended up in some strange place?

What if someone finds it?

just in case……

Danheng tried again to control his mind and forcefully stop those strange plots.

Having stayed in one place for a while, Danheng suddenly felt something pat his back.

"who……?"

Turning around, I thought there would be someone there, but I found only a cloud of mist swirling around in front of me.

Water mist: (●_●)

Danheng: ?

These days, even water vapor can make expressions?

This really does have the characteristics of a dream.

Seeing that Dan Heng still didn't react after she stared at him for a long time, Shui Wu directly stretched out an arm made of water mist and tapped Dan Heng's head.

"Wow, the pain in this dream felt pretty real."

Danheng muttered something, then looked up and saw that Xiaoshuiwu's expression had become even angrier.

Water mist: →(??v_v??:)→

go!

"Okay, okay, I'm leaving now."

Feeling a little uncomfortable under the gaze of this strange little cloud of water mist, Dan Heng chuckled awkwardly and walked forward.

If you walk all the way to the end, you will find a pavilion made of flowing water.

It's quite pretty, like glass.

Danheng stroked his chin and made some comments, coming to this conclusion.

Looking at the whole structure, it is a pavilion with a strong ancient style, and its various details are quite exquisite.

Inside the pavilion was a table, surrounded by five stools.

Danheng looked at one of the stools, and after spotting it, a very strong thought arose in his mind.

Sit on it.

Danheng took a step and sat down on a bench in the pavilion.

The moment Danheng sat down, countless images flooded his mind like an electric current, only to vanish in an instant, like a fleeting moment.

"it hurts!"

Feeling a sudden dizziness, Danheng clutched his head in pain, his right hand clenched tightly, and a bead of cold sweat slid down his forehead.

After a moment, the pain gradually subsided, and Danheng lay on the table, panting heavily.

"What's this?"

Although the scene was very short, Danheng was still able to make out something.

There are five people in the picture.

On a fine, sunny day, they sat in this pavilion drinking wine, their smiles, though faint, were genuine.

Staring blankly at his hands, Danheng sat in his seat in a daze.

Why do I feel sad?

In a silent dreamlike space, only this pavilion sits quietly, like a small boat sailing alone on a vast sea.

As loneliness gradually filled his heart, Danheng felt his hands and feet getting cold.

I don't like being alone, I thought to myself, hugging my young girl.

Thinking back to her previous life, before she transmigrated, Danheng always walked alone on her way to school, alone in school, and alone on her way home.

Perhaps because he lacked love and care from a young age, or perhaps for other reasons, young Danheng appeared aloof and unapproachable.

This has resulted in almost no one being willing to talk or chat with Danheng from childhood to adulthood.

Strangely enough, Danheng lived like this for more than ten years.

He usually relies on some subsidies and odd jobs to make ends meet.

At school, I sit in the most inconspicuous corner; at home, I play video games by myself.

Life can be called comfortable.

But when I see other people with many friends who can play and eat together, I feel envious. But I always just watch from a distance and then leave as if nothing has happened.

It's like he has some kind of invisible quality; people generally don't bother him or pay much attention to him.

Gradually, Danheng got used to living alone.

There is a small white dog in the house, which Danheng saw at the door when he came home one day.

Little White, with its pointed ears, squatted at the doorway, tilting its head as it looked at Dan Heng.

Out of compassion, Danheng picked up the puppy and brought it into his home. The puppy wasn't afraid of strangers and jumped on Danheng and sniffed him frantically the first time they met.

That was the first time Danheng had seen a look of existential doubt on a dog's face.

Danheng named himself Xiaobai, and with Xiaobai's companionship, Danheng's life became much more enjoyable.

It can jump and run, it can make itself happy, it can do backflips, and it can even...

Fight the Starry Sky Railway.

Danheng couldn't help but laugh when he thought of that little white dog, one paw touching the keyboard and the other holding the mouse while playing a simulated universe game.

Sigh, I wonder what happened to Xiaobai after I transmigrated.

On the other hand, I feel much more cheerful after the time travel, and I've made two or three friends.

Danheng sighed, somewhat worried about his silly dog ​​at home.

The surrounding fog swayed imperceptibly for a moment, then returned to calm.

Lost in his memories, Danheng suddenly felt something appear in front of him.

When he came to his senses and looked up, the pavilion had disappeared, replaced by a smooth mirror standing in front of Danheng.