Wei Changsheng was delighted. He had been reborn.
Wei Changsheng was not delighted at all, because by the time he was reborn, his body was already at death's door, old and frail.
He was on Ceres, carrying the useless, jumbled memories of his previous life, but had forgotten to bring his tongue.
He had a knife in hand, but couldn't find a dog.
He wandered among the destitute, unable to open his heavenly eye. Heaven turned a blind eye. What could he do?
He found an ancient scripture: slay all things and offer them in sacrifice to the gods, and you can attain immortality.
Heh heh heh. Wei Changsheng turned around, seized a god, and brought his knife down.
I insist on killing gods to feed the temple of my five organs, breaking through chaos to create myself.
What can you do about it?!!!
