Traveling to the Small Heavenly Path in the Prehistoric Times

My name is Duan Ming and others call me short life. I think it is better than those of Fan Jian, Ji Congliang, Fan Tong and Xia Jianren. Then I met a master who said that I would die outside when I was 18 years old, and then I made up my mind not to go out until I was 25 years old. When I was 25 years old, my parents finally forced me to have no choice. Finally, I stepped out of the house, and a meteorite the size of a fist struck our village. My position was the center and I didn't know anything. When I woke up, I found that I had turned into dust next to the yellow eggshell. It was said to be dust, but I felt like I was an egg. Then this is the story of me moving things from the big egg next to me into my small egg again and again! This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.