Bai Xiaofan felt that he was dead.
In his last consciousness, he fell down a hundred-meter-high seaside cliff.
But when he opened his eyes again, why was the hand in front of him so tender, and why was the face in the mirror so white? Who is this strange face?
Why, there is surging hatred and a touch of sadness in my mind!
Darkness, endless darkness! Bone-cold sea water!
... Rebirth! Resurrection! ! ! ... Since God has given him a second life, he, Bai Xiaofan, must live well in this life!
Purpose: Inspiring counterattack