The year 2979 in the Eastern Continent calendar.

Summer.

The sun is warm and the forest breeze is cool.

The earth has a faint aroma.

Han Wei is thinking about life.

He had been motionless and thinking about his state of life for a full ten minutes—after all, he couldn't move even now.

Anyone in this state is afraid that the only thing to do is to think about life.

“...... Who the hell buried me here?"

At this time, Han Wei was standing in a pit in the middle of a forest, the whole person was buried in the pit, leaving only one head outside the pit, the mottled light shone on his face, and the fragrance of earth was exuding all around.

Although he was buried in the earth and could not move, he was quite optimistic so far.

Anyone who encounters this kind of thing will probably panic. However, Han Wei did not panic, not only did he not, but he was quite happy.

It's better to stand in the dirt now than to die at the scene of a fire and melt together with a whole bunch of fake antiques.

He still vividly remembers the fire a few hours ago.

At that time, I didn't know what was wrong, so I bought a ticket and entered an exhibition hall on the side of the road that was known as "the most complete exhibition of pharaonic relics in history". Even a fool can see that the exhibits inside are fake, and Han Wei even saw the logo of the No. 5 Plastics Factory on a golden plate that was called the "Sun Disc......

But I knew that there was a fake inside, and I didn't know what to smoke at the time, so I bought a ticket and went in!

Just as he realized that something was wrong here and was about to call the police, a strange fire appeared out of thin air and quickly swept through the entire exhibition hall, the skyrocketing fire quickly obscured his vision, and the pungent smell filled his entire nasal cavity.

By the time his vision cleared again, the pungent smell of soot in his nose had turned into the scent of earth, and he himself was already standing in the pit by himself—buried tightly, with only one head outside.

...... I'm afraid I've crossed over.

Under the dappled shade light of the woods, smelling the earthy aroma in his nose, Han Wei thought half sadly and half calmly.

The only problem is that the posture of the crossing is not quite right. The time travel in the novel is all kinds of glorious arrivals, and the worst is a normal birth. And when you come to yourself, how can it unfold like this? When you cross over, you find yourself buried in the earth?

"Damn, who the hell buried me here?"

Since there was nothing to do, thinking carefully about life became the only thing he could do at this time.

Gradually, some memories that did not belong to him, but seemed to be his birth, came flooding up, as if waking up from a dream, and the things experienced in the dream were recalled little by little.

The original owner of this body is also called Han Wei!

Is that why you crossed over to this place on your own?

The planet that Han Wei crossed over is also called the earth, but he doesn't know if it's the same earth as his hometown.

There is no kingdom on this earth, but is made up of twelve tribes, each of which governs a large territory.

Each tribe has a belief in a demon god.

In addition to this, they also share a common belief in one main deity, the god Nuwa.

Han Wei is currently located in a city called White Star City.

This is the main city of the "戌" tribe.

The Wu tribe, also known as the Divine Dog Tribe, is one of the twelve tribes.

It is believed in the demon god White Star, and White Star City is named after the demon god White Star.

On this backward and primitive planet, taxes are not very high.

But for Han Wei, who had long been orphaned, it was still a big burden, and if he hadn't reached the age of eighteen before, the tribe would have exempted him from paying taxes.

I'm afraid he's going to starve to death before he crosses over......

Therefore, coming to White Star City to participate in the cultivator test and becoming a human master is the only way for him to be exempted from taxes and even change his fate!

Not long ago, Han Wei came to White Star City to participate in the cultivator test.

All young people who have reached the age of eighteen and have shown a certain amount of spiritual talent will go to White Star City on the month of their birthday to be tested for their spiritual talent.

If you are tested for talent, you will immediately begin to receive spiritual education from various tribes and become a respected practitioner!

This is an opportunity to be exempted from all taxes and become a superior person!

The memories in my mind gradually unfolded layer by layer.

As time passed, more memories of the body began to come back to his mind.

When he figured out the basic situation of the world, he also figured out the problem that had been bothering him-

“...... So, I buried myself in the ground?" the corners of Han Wei's mouth twitched.

The original owner of this body is an out-and-out second goods.

Lively, energetic, and has a never-ending curiosity.

I like to do all kinds of weird things, for example, try to lick the iron outside on a cold winter day, or jump off the roof with a huge kite on my back......

This time, however, he had a new idea.

Just over an hour ago, the owner of this body felt that the weather was too hot, so he came up with the magical idea of "burying himself in the soil to cool down from the heat".

He excitedly pulled Fa Xiao, who he grew up with since he was a child, and his only friend, Mastiff Jing, and ran to the mountain behind White Star City.

And with the help of the other party, buried himself in the ground.

Later, Han Wei crossed over.

Did I wear this on a husky...... Han Wei felt an old groove stuck in his throat.

Is this something that a normal person can do? Why didn't he fall to death while carrying a kite that time?

and his own cheap hair, mastiff view, Han Wei feels that it is also a full pitfall.

...... Can't you put the kettle closer to me? I can't reach it.

Fortunately, Han Wei has a very optimistic personality, and he quickly figured it out.

The humidity in the mountains is heavy, and if you don't drink water at night from now on, it's not a big problem.

It's just another thing, the problem is a bit serious-

He suddenly felt a little itchy on his face.

Itching is a small thing, but it's actually very serious.

Once a person starts to itch in a certain part, the itching sensation will become more and more intense, and it will not disappear on its own at all;

If you don't make trouble, you will quickly get restless and uncomfortable......

It's not good to scratch it, you have to scratch it happily, otherwise the refreshing feeling is not enough at all......

Han Wei is in this state now.

There was a place on his face that was very itchy, like a small worm rolling on his face, and the itch stimulated his brain like an electric current, and he was about to cry;

"Tragedy! Forget about it! I knew I should have left my hands outside!"

"How lacking I was before I crossed over!"

Han Wei now just wants to take a brick and knock open the skull of his predecessor to see what strange things are inside.

Not to mention how lacking the mind and eye are in the matter of being buried in the soil, at least the preparations should be perfect! What if it rains?

In case of...... What should I do if I am in a hurry?

Do you fertilize yourself in situ?

Feeling the itch on his face, Han Wei was about to cry.

I only hope that the time will pass sooner, and Mastiff Jing can come back sooner to dig him out of the soil.

But the appointment with Mastiff Jing is tomorrow morning, and there are still more than ten hours between now and tomorrow morning!

Tragedy!

Han Wei was desperately squeezing his eyebrows, trying to relieve the itching on his face through the squirming of his facial muscles.

While praying silently in his heart, hoping that time would pass sooner and Mastiff Jing would come to dig him up sooner.

But with nothing to do, the flow of time is too slow.

Han Wei felt that he was afraid that he would be the first traverser to die of itching on his face......

Just as his face was itching, he suddenly heard a rush of footsteps.

Han Wei turned his head to look, and in the lens of the forest path, a familiar, somewhat dark figure ran over quickly, it was Mastiff Jing!

But Han Wei was only happy for a few seconds, and he saw an undisguised look of horror on Mastiff's face.

Mastiff Jing ran out of breath and shouted, "No, it's not good!