Awakening from Frozen Sleep, Becoming a Demi-Human God in the Apocalypse

"Grandpa! What do the legendary gods look like?" Next to the stove in the wooden house, the girl was sitting on the edge of the sofa, looking curiously at the old man sitting there with her big eyes. "Oh, this..." Grandpa flipped through the picture book in his hand and continued: "The appearances of the gods in the legend are generally consistent with the appearance of the Nine Clans in the mortal world. However, they have no tail, no horns, no wings, no scales. Semi-circular ears grow on both sides of the head, and the hair, without exception, is holy white..." "Wow! Are the gods really similar to us?" The little girl asked excitedly, "Of course, it is said that the gods created us in their own image," Grandpa said, turned the book to the first page, and read the hymn dedicated to the gods again: Far away from Yinhan, dazzling stars Travelers on the star journey ascend with their creations Like a pioneer bird, it flies over the majestic mountains and rivers Zhengyu Galaxy Bahuang Glory and breeze, courage and fascination Thus filling the world White dandelions, floating in three thousand worlds May the hymn of the star traveler be sung forever... This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.