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Reborn as an arrow bamboo, it grows deep in the mountains, hidden in the clouds and mist, and its traces are so elusive that it is difficult for the world to find it. You lived peacefully for ten thousand years. Guard the mountains, raise pandas, and use bamboo whips to beat those practitioners who do not overestimate their abilities. Until this day, you were a little bored, so you branched off a branch and left the mountains to roam the world. Only then do you realize that your identity has already become a myth, passed down from generation to generation in the world-- "There is bamboo in the north mountain. Its body reaches to the sky and its leaves are boundless. It is born with wisdom and wisdom, and its lifespan is unknown." "The vastness of his magical power is inferior to that of human emperors and demon ancestors." "There is only one tree in the sky and on the earth, and its name is - Eternal Bamboo Bamboo!"

0 years old, [human baby], weak and helpless. 1 Year old, [infant humanoid beast], with a small body and terrifying strength. 3 Years old, [Extraordinary Mind Body], mental power, and control of objects through space. 8 Years old, [ultimate biological form], perfect human being, unlimited potential. Raise cats, grow vegetables, and gain experience every day. Eat, sleep, play beans. The process of evolution is so unpretentious and boring. Every day you wake up stronger than yesterday, develop steadily, and finally become the "super monster" in everyone's eyes. But no matter how weird you are, you will never forget to say that sentence before going to bed every night: Love you mom, see you tomorrow.