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The dark clouds were black and oppressive, dense in the low sky, and tumbling violently under the agitation of the wind. Lightning pierced the sky like a sharp sword, turning everything in the heavens and the earth into a miserable white, which further set off the mystery of the reckless wasteland.

Standing on the top of the mountain, facing the oncoming wind, Tang Ge stabbed one of his middle fingers into the sky, and a series of foul words popped out of his mouth to vent his dissatisfaction.

It has been three days since Tang Ge came to this world, and these three days have been spent in endless anger.

At this moment, he couldn't bear it anymore, and vented his endless grief and anger to God.

Tang Ge vaguely remembered that he had been in a car accident. Before he could say goodbye to his loved ones, he fell into endless darkness.

In the chaos, he seemed to hear a call, and he tried to open his eyes, and he arrived at the place where the bird didn't. Originally, he thought he was dreaming, but reality shattered his self-deception little by little.

Tang Ge didn't want to wake up again at all. It's true. Being born again may be an amazing gift to others. But for Tang Ge, thinking about his relatives in a strange world is a kind of torture, a kind of torment, and a kind of oppression that is worse than death.

Tang Ge felt that he had died in that car accident, and it was better to unconsciously fall into chaos from then on than the current situation. At the very least, in the endless darkness, he has no thoughts, and likewise, there will be no pain.

"Why is this happening? Why are you throwing me here!? Tang Ge roared angrily.

A bolt of lightning slashed straight down, and a tree in the distance burst into flames. It seems that this heaven and earth are angry with Tang Ge, and it is also like a stern admonition to Tang Ge.

"!" Tang Ge stabbed his two middle fingers into the sky, and the dirty words in his mouth popped out at a smoother speed.

The sky was lightning and thunder, and the silver snakes shot wildly at a faster speed, like sharp swords, on the wasteland.

The rain still hasn't fallen.