The mind is like a pot of boiling thick porridge, completely in a state of chaos.

I tried to open my eyes, but it was difficult. The body is like a disobedient vehicle, which cannot be handled smoothly, let alone made to move.

"Where is this? Who am I? ”

Before I had time to think about such a question, the fatigue came over me like a rising tide, and the ups and downs and irresistible force extinguished the fire of thought that had been ignited so hard.

Soon, I was plunged into a dim world.

……

I don't know how long it took, but I woke up again, still unable to summon my body.

After trying to open my eyes several times to no avail, I gave up trying and turned to thinking.

Of course, even thinking is reluctant. As long as you recall the memories of the past, you will soon be swept into a deep sleep by the exhaustion of the waves.

I understand that this is a sign of an imperfect energy supply system in the brain and a consequent damage to the overuse of neurons in the brain.

In order to understand this, I fell into a deep sleep many times so that I would not repeat the same mistakes.

Knowing this, I started to do some simpler thinking. That is, to abandon the process of analysis, reasoning, and association, and only adopt a simple comparison method, so that you can understand some of the situations you are in to a certain extent.

To put it simply, I actively let myself fall into a state of slow thinking, so that I can think within a limited scope.

……

A sense of vibration.

The first thing I compare is the vibration that comes all the time. The frequency of the vibrations is steady, like a working machine, with little change in turn.

Due to the lack of somatosensory time, I can't determine the frequency of vibrations per minute.

But every time I feel a vibration, I can feel something coming into my body from the position of my abdomen.

By contrasting, I finally came to the result - this is the heartbeat.

Then, through the slight feeling of being wrapped in the body, and the lack of senses in the eyes, ears, mouth, and nose, I came to the conclusion that I was in the womb of a woman.

In the end, I came to the conclusion that I was a baby in the womb of the mother.

Subconsciously, I felt something strange, but because I was in a state of slow thinking, my brain couldn't recall the source of the weirdness, so I ignored it.

……

In fact, my thinking does not contribute to the current situation, nor can I identify a person who wants to achieve a "goal". When the slow thinking has completed a certain number of results, I lose the motivation to think again and begin to blindly count the number of vibrations.

It's not that I do it because I'm bored, but I just want to dissolve the chaos of my brain through this method, and to a certain extent, let myself build up a weak sense of time.

Perhaps this way of counting sheep has worked, and the brain has more time to think, and the thinking mode that can be used is much more relaxed.

But as I became more able to think, I could feel my surroundings begin to shrink and then relax.

Contraction and relaxation are completely irregular, but occur every 900-2000 vibrations, and the range is usually between 30-60 vibrations.

Contractions.

Soon, I confirmed that.

Occasionally, my mother, who was pregnant with me, began to regulate her breathing rate, which could be felt by the faint sensation in her lower limbs.

Judging from that sense of rhythm, it should be the Ramadze breathing method. A breathing style that helps pregnant women relax their bodies to aid in childbirth.

I'm about to be born.

It's a brain-based result.

After about five million vibrations, a powerful contraction sensation came from the surroundings, and the membrane in front of it cracked.

In spite of oneself...... No, or rather, my skull was the first to emerge from the cracked opening.

As soon as my weak eyelids came into contact with the light, I didn't have time to feel the corresponding sensations, and a gentle but irresistible force enveloped my whole body.

Then, pulled me out like a champagne cork.

Swift, powerful, yet extremely soft, as if floating on the clouds.

"Smack."

There was a heavy slap that caused a slight pain in my body.

"Wow~~~~~~~!"

He opened his mouth and let the cry come out, and a slightly cold air slid down his throat and into his lungs.

The whole body was trembling and trembling, and every cell was excited.

It was at this moment that I was given a new lease of life.