I Died That Summer, and My Body Was Never Buried

I died in a summer that wasn't even all that hot. I was left exposed in the wilderness, my body not yet buried.

Monsters were circling nearby, ready to eat my corpse within three minutes. This was urgent.

I transmigrate through three thousand worlds, all to come back to life, return to bury my corpse before it gets eaten, and, while I'm at it, go home to see my wife and children...

Reborn as a tree, I begin as a sapling and grow into the Tree Ancestor...

This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance to real people or events is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.