Hora da verdade: Eu sou um renascido
Por que as coisas acabaram assim? Foi tão difícil reencarnar, neste momento o mundo virtual ainda não chegou, a maré espiritual ainda não explodiu, tudo deveria estar indo bem. No entanto, ao olhar pa
Chapter 1: The Reveal—I Am a Reincarnator!
In the year of Xin Chou, on the third day of the third lunar month in midwinter.
At the third quarter of the noon hour.
The daytime star appears!
In broad daylight, the sky suddenly darkened. The sun, still hanging in the sky, seemed veiled, its warmth utterly absent, replaced by a chilling cold.
Outside the window, stars twinkled; the temperature plummeted rapidly. The air was suddenly filled with a kaleidoscope of rainbows, and faintly, snowflakes could be seen drifting down.
Inside, a young man lay on his bed, fiddling with his phone. Suddenly, his gaze blurred; his hands relaxed instantly, and the phone slipped onto the bed with a soft thud.
Within mere breaths, his hair transformed from black to gray; white strands grew visibly by the second.
His smooth, delicate skin began to wrinkle.
Cheeks that had never known acne or freckles sank inward.
Across his forehead appeared ugly, crooked wrinkles resembling centipedes.
His muscles slackened.
Fat became loose and sagging.
In just fifteen minutes, as the starlight outside vanished, the young man disappeared, replaced by a frail old man with a head full of white hair, close to death.
Xiong Yan opened his eyes, gazing at the multicolored rainbow outside the window. He instinctively picked up his phone, checked the date, opened his friends’ and authors’ chat groups, and after a moment, confirmed one fact—he seemed to have been reincarnated!
But why did his body feel so heavy?
The distanc