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As I did all of this, I kept my eyes closed, perhaps as a way to deceive myself and avoid facing the truth. Mainly, I was afraid that if I saw the Tyrannosaurus Rex's teeth—sharp enough to rival a person's height—I would completely lose my courage!
That's how people are; when they lose their courage, they become more prone to mistakes.
With one leap, I felt as if I had plunged into the embrace of death. When the Tyrannosaurus Rex's jaws snapped shut, I even clearly heard a tremendous crash, a sharp and resonant sound. It was easy to imagine just how terrifying its bite force must be; it could probably crush gold and split stone without effort. Fortunately, luck was on my side, and I wasn't caught by the creature's teeth.
In reality, my size was nothing more than that of a fly to the Tyrannosaurus Rex!
Tap tap tap!
I heard intense gunfire outside; it seemed that Bald Qiang and his companions had already opened fire.
I silently prayed for their safety.
However, I quickly had no time to think about anything else because the Tyrannosaurus Rex's tongue began to writhe. Its tongue was covered in barbs shaped like hooks, about the size of a pin—sharp and tough, densely packed together. Initially, I thought my camouflage suit was thick enough to withstand it, but as the tongue moved, those barbs became restless. With a slithering motion, they tore through my camouflage suit, digging into my flesh. Then with a swift motion, they sliced open my skin. The pain felt like being cut a thousand times over. In the blink of an eye, I felt countless wounds appear on my body; my face was suddenly lacerated. The excruciating pain made me scream out in agony, shaking uncontrollably.
Fierce beasts often have barbed tongues; there were stories of people who had been licked by wolves and lost half their faces!
I tried to resist, but the Tyrannosaurus Rex's tongue simply pinned me against its upper jaw. Its strength was overwhelming; just that one tongue pressing against me rendered me powerless to fight back. I could only endure as the barbs scraped layer after layer of flesh from my body. I screamed in despair and struggled desperately, but the more I fought, the more it pressed me against its upper jaw. Eventually, due to the excessive pressure, I felt the air in my lungs dwindling and my consciousness fading. My strength ebbed away bit by bit; I felt warm all over but couldn't tell if it was my blood or the creature's saliva!
At that moment, I was in so much pain that I felt numb. All I wanted was to close my eyes and sleep deeply; everything around me felt hazy and exhausting—exhausted to the extreme—but I clung desperately to that last breath of life and refused to close my eyes.
I knew that if I did close them, I might never open them again.
Persevere.
Persevere.
Before taking my last breath, even if I was battered and bruised, I must not give up hope for survival.
I kept reminding myself to hold my breath, clenching my jaw tightly to avoid letting out the air trapped in my chest.
At that moment, perhaps sensing that I had gone still and thinking I was dead, the Tyrannosaurus Rex finally ceased its torment. It lifted me onto its tongue and began to swallow.
Damn it, it was going to swallow me whole!
A sense of foreboding crept into my mind. This Tyrannosaurus Rex was one of the most ferocious carnivorous dinosaurs of the Late Cretaceous period, capable of hunting large dinosaurs. Its digestive system was particularly efficient; according to some contemporary scientists, the stomach acid of dinosaurs might be quite different from that of humans. The acidity in a dinosaur's stomach was likely much higher than in ours. While it might not reach the level of sulfuric acid, it was still formidable—otherwise, how could it digest those massive creatures?
Once I entered its stomach, wouldn’t that be the end for me? I feared I wouldn’t last long before being dissolved by its gastric juices!
This fate was almost more unbearable than death itself. A person dies and becomes a ghost; a ghost dies and turns to nothing. It truly felt soul-shattering—ultimately, I would just become waste. But if I fell into this Tyrannosaurus Rex’s stomach and got digested, I would end up as a pile of dung!
No, perhaps my size wouldn’t even measure up to a mere pile of its waste.
This was definitely not the way I wanted to die. As I was pushed toward its throat, I instinctively raised my hands to grab onto something. However, the saliva inside the Tyrannosaurus Rex's mouth was incredibly thick, foul-smelling, and slippery like lubricant. I couldn’t grip anything at all and was helplessly pushed down a narrow passage.
I realized I had entered the Tyrannosaurus Rex's esophagus and was sliding downward. The sensation was akin to riding a slide—exhilarating and fast. My body was coated in slime as I shot straight into the creature’s stomach!
This was its stomach, but it felt far too large for me—at least two or three meters high. When I tumbled in, I fell face-first!
I couldn’t see what lay below; it was pitch black. I didn’t even dare to breathe because I had no idea if there was air in this creature’s stomach. I feared that if I opened my mouth to release the air trapped in my lungs, I would suffocate.
However, just because I couldn’t see what was inside didn’t mean I couldn’t guess—it had to be gastric acid!
Falling face-first into it would be tantamount to suicide!
Perhaps it was the intense desire to survive that awakened my potential. At that moment, I felt a surge of strength coursing through me. Just before I hit the ground, I began to adjust my posture in mid-air, ultimately landing on my feet in a standing position.
I was inside the stomach of a Tyrannosaurus Rex. After all, it was still a living creature, and logically, the sensation upon landing should have been soft and elastic. At least, that was my assumption. However, reality proved to be vastly different. When my feet touched down, I only heard a dull thud beneath me; the surface felt hard and unyielding. It was as if I had landed on concrete rather than flesh. The impact reverberated through my legs, causing my knees to buckle slightly, and I nearly toppled over before managing to steady myself.
It was strange!
Truly strange!
I sensed something was terribly wrong, but at that moment, I felt gastric fluid seeping into my boots. My soles burned painfully; it was clear that the stomach acid of the Tyrannosaurus Rex was corroding my skin!
Time was of the essence; I couldn't afford to linger any longer. If I stayed here much longer, I feared my feet would be ruined.
Without thinking, driven purely by instinct, my right hand moved to my waist.
Fortunately, a short dagger was still there!
Gripping the hilt of the dagger steadied my racing heart.
As long as I had the knife, I could still fight!
Clang!
At that moment, the Gongye Zhu in my arms emitted a faint glow. This was also something the old man had sent with Zhengyang and the others! I had temporarily stored it at his house.
I was indeed inside the stomach of a Tyrannosaurus Rex. In the dim light of Killing Intent, I could even see clearly the vessels lining the stomach wall, blood circulating within them.
Beneath my feet, I was not standing on the stomach of a Tyrannosaurus Rex, but rather on a large metal plate that appeared to be made of gold. Faintly, I could make out some inscriptions on its surface, though they were obscured by the murky gastric juices.
What exactly was this thing?
Why was there such a heavy metal inside the stomach of a Tyrannosaurus Rex?
I had a nagging feeling that the presence of this Gold Plate in the belly of the beast was no coincidence; there had to be a story behind it!
It was fortunate that the stomach of this Tyrannosaurus Rex was so resilient. If it had been a human, something like this would have surely pierced through their intestines and led to death!
However, no matter how tough its stomach was, I wondered if it could withstand the sharpness of the dagger in my hand.
Suddenly, I felt that surviving this ordeal and finding myself inside the belly of the Tyrannosaurus Rex might not be such a bad thing after all. This creature was far beyond our capabilities to defeat; its scales were incredibly tough, impervious to ordinary weapons. Outside, we had no means to deal with it.
But now, I was inside its belly, and I refused to believe that its internal organs could be just as resilient and invulnerable!
A cold smile crept across my face as I weighed the dagger in my hand. Gripping the hilt tightly and suppressing the pain coursing through my body, I mustered all my strength and swung the dagger toward the wall of the Tyrannosaurus Rex's stomach, aiming for the thickest Vessel I could see!
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