When Disaster Strikes, I Push Through the System

"Where is this? Am I not already dead? Why am I here?" The young man on the bed slowly opened his eyes and looked around with confusion. In a small room, it was neatly organized, with an old-fashioned clock hanging on the white wall, ticking. Suddenly, a WeChat message came from the phone next to his pillow. He knew that someone was chatting with him. He raised his arm with difficulty, picked up the phone and saw an unread message on it. "Su Chen, what did you do? We've been waiting for you for a long time, why don't you come over?" "Is this my little boy Chen Feng? But wasn't he already in that catastrophe... Could it be that I was reborn? This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.