In the sky above.
There was a colossal creature, so immense that its entire body was covered in scales of magma-like deep crimson. Its head was like an alligator's, its body like a lizard's, and it possessed a pair of dragon horns. Its wings were like a bat's, spanning fifty meters when unfurled. A single sweep of its tail could snap a tree that took ten men to embrace. With a beat of its wings, it stirred up a gale.
As it flew past, it emerged from the direction of the forest as seen by the zombie. Its colossal form cast a shadow over the entire area.
Watching this behemoth, the zombie was on the verge of madness.
It was a dragon!
It looked so much like the dragons described in Western mythology; in fact, it was identical.
At this moment.
The fiery red dragon soared into the sky, its wings beating as it glided through the vast, boundless forest. It seemed to sense something and opened its maw towards a more distant direction.
"ROAR!!!!"
Accompanied by a deafening dragon's roar, it spewed forth flames capable of instantly melting rock and steel.
The temperature was so high that even from a hundred meters away, the zombie felt the intense heat and an instinctive tremor. Those flames posed a danger to it; they could burn it, a ghost, to death.
The fiery red dragon appeared and disappeared just as quickly.
From the zombie's perspective.
The dragon seemed to have sensed a great terror in the distance, two great terrors roaring. For a time, the dragon took to the sky and charged towards that direction. Not long after, the dragon flew away, and distant skies erupted with immense roars. The dragon was roaring, raging, as if engaged in a great battle with something.
Until the dragon vanished into the distant sky.
The zombie remained unable to recover for a long time, staring blankly in the direction the dragon had gone. When it finally came to its senses, its zombie eyes fixed directly on the stone in its hand that called itself 'Little Stone.'
[Ding! The zombie was stunned, ... Oh my god, I've really transmigrated!!]
[Host has gained System Points +30]
The system prompt sounded.
The zombie immediately shook the stone in its hand violently:
"Quick, quick, take me back, take me back to Earth! This place is too dangerous, I want to go back to Earth! I... I want to go home!"
[Ding! The zombie is terrified. This world even has dragons. It must be a Western fantasy world. With my current strength, what's the difference between me and a skeleton soldier in Western fantasy? I must go home! I want to go home!]
[Host has gained System Points +30]
It thought.
The zombie's previous lethargy vanished. It nervously scanned its surroundings. At the slightest rustle, it became suspicious, fearing that a three-headed hellhound or a slime might leap out from the surrounding bushes.
During this time, it didn't forget to keep shaking the stone, begging to go home.
Soon.
Words appeared on the stone:
[Brave Warrior, I am sorry. To bring you here, I have nearly depleted my energy. I am now using my remaining energy to speak with you. Once my energy is exhausted, I will fall into a deep sleep to recover.]
[So, Brave Warrior, I know you have many doubts and fears, but don't be afraid. I believe you can do it.]
Upon seeing this line of information.
The zombie felt like cursing it out.
[Ding! The zombie wants to curse, "Believe I can do it"? Do I believe your grandpa? You're Huang Xiaoming? "Don't think what you think, I think what I think"? What kind of double standard is this? I can't, I really can't.]
[Host has gained System Points +30]
Despite wanting to curse, the zombie held back. The stone was almost out of energy. The urgent matter was to understand the situation.
Then.
It continued to look at the stone displaying the words:
[Brave Warrior, my energy is almost depleted, and I will be entering hibernation. For your safety and to save our world, I will make a long story short and briefly explain this fantasy forest.]
[The fantasy forest is very dangerous. Some creatures are very powerful, while others are very weak. You will have to judge for yourself. You cannot judge by appearance. In short, proceed with caution! Treat every creature with care. If all else fails, run at the sight of them.]
[Also, there's a most important point: the fantasy forest has a native race. They look similar to humans, but they are terrifying and powerful. They can even hunt dragons and eat anything.]
[If you encounter the native race, Brave Warrior, remember this: RUN! Run as far as you can! They are the most terrifying creatures in this forest, feared even by Sword Saints and Law Saints.]
[My energy is almost gone. I'm saying my last few words.]
[Brave Warrior, don't be afraid. Although the fantasy forest is dangerous, the world outside the forest is even more dangerous. Sending you to the fantasy forest will allow you to grow better. You are still too weak to go out now. When you become strong enough, reaching the level of a Ghost King in your world, you can venture out.]
[Of course, Brave Warrior, if you are scared, I will take you out of the forest when I awaken. Keep it up! Brave Warrior, I am going to sleep. I will awaken.]
"Damn it, don't sleep! Get up! What kind of energy do you need? I'll find energy for you."
The zombie panicked when the stone stopped displaying text and shouted at it frantically.
However.
Looking at the stone now, it felt no different from a real stone. It showed no reaction.
The zombie, furious, smashed the stone onto the ground, but picked it up again the next second, carefully wiping it, afraid of breaking it.
[Ding! The zombie is very dejected. Others transmigrate with full cheat codes, powerful and awe-inspiring. Why is my transmigration cheat code still charging, and without even a power bank?]
[Host has gained System Points +20]
Sighing a breath of undead air.
The zombie carefully tucked the stone into its pocket, then hoisted its coffin and cautiously walked through the Amazon rainforest.
Upon learning of the forest's dangers, the zombie cherished its coffin even more. Compared to the stone, it felt the coffin was its true cheat code, allowing its strength to grow rapidly, and it couldn't give up on it.
Following this.
A strange sight appeared in the Amazon rainforest.
A corpse with pale skin covered in corpse spots, carrying a coffin, looked around its surroundings four or five times with every three steps it took, observing cautiously.
After a long while.
As the zombie reached a relatively dry area and intended to dig a hole to place the coffin and cultivate for a while.
A rustling sound broke the zombie's action. It turned towards the source of the sound:
"Who!"
It was a patch of dense grass. Leaves rustled in the jungle, and several figures emerged from the grass. They looked similar to humans but had dark skin, were covered in strange pigments, and held bone or wooden spear-like weapons in their hands.
For a moment.
The zombie and they met, saw each other, and both froze. The next second, they both showed fear.
The people saw a dead person moving and carrying a large wooden object. They were terrified and spoke animatedly in a language the zombie couldn't understand, which to them was an alien tongue. 138 Reading Network.
This scene.
Made the zombie terrified and scared.
These people, whether by their speech or their strange appearance, weren't they the powerful native race that Little Stone had mentioned!
The next second.
Without a second thought, the zombie turned and ran, its face filled with terror.
[Ding! The zombie is extremely terrified, Run!! Run fast!! It's the native race, I don't want to die! Don't chase me!]
[Host has gained System Points +30]
Because of Little Stone's previous words, the zombie had no time to pay attention to anything else. Upon seeing the Amazon natives, it was extremely frightened, fearing it would be eaten as food. It bolted, paying no attention to their expressions, not noticing...
As it ran, the natives, seeing a dead person come back to life, also ran, also terrified.
Instantly.
Another strange sight appeared in the Amazon rainforest.
A zombie encountered a group of Amazon natives. Upon meeting, they both screamed in fear and bolted in opposite directions.
Although they ran in different directions.
Their thoughts were the same... fear, there was something terrifying, I don't want to die, run quickly.
...