Li Gou woke up from the pain.
It was a severe pain that penetrated deep into his bones and seemed to tear his whole body in half.
He opened his eyes suddenly, and what he saw was not the underworld or the legendary passage of reincarnation, but an antique wooden bed and a slightly moldy thatched roof above his head.
"I... Am not dead?"
Li Gou struggled to sit up, but his whole body seemed to fall apart. The slightest movement made him grimace in pain.
He lowered his head and looked at his hands. They were young, thin, but still intact hands, not bloody and bloody after being slapped by the unknown little BOSS.
Memories came flooding back.
A social animal on earth, died suddenly while working overtime, and traveled to this world of immortality.
He started as an orphan with no relatives or friends, and his spiritual root was a pseudo-spiritual root that had all five elements, a fighter among the useless.
He had been waiting for eighty-eight years, but none of the golden fingers, the system, or the grandpa he had been looking forward to came to him.
Eighty-eight years!
