In the scorching summer, even though the sun sets and dusk on the horizon, the air is still like a stove, baking people in a hurry.

At five o'clock in the afternoon, this time period is the rush hour after work, and there is an endless stream of vehicles on the road, and the sound of horns is endless.

Today is Friday, and I saw a man who looked to be about twenty, wearing a slightly faded black slacks, a black T-shirt, and long hair covering half of his eyes, with his hands in his trouser pockets, looking indifferent, as if he was out of place in this world, walking quietly on the side of the road.

His name is Muchenjun, he has been self-reliant since he was a child, and when he was eight years old, his parents divorced and left him in the city. At that time, he was only eight years old, and before he even went to school, he was abandoned by his parents, and since then he has been begging everywhere like a wandering little beggar.

At the age of nine, or the road to the end, a grandmother who made a living by picking up garbage and had no children and no daughters brought home.

Living with his grandmother, Mu Chenjun felt a favor that he had never felt in his life. The old grandmother's love and doting on him was like treating her own grandson, no matter how tired and bitter she was, she never let him suffer, buy him whatever she wanted, and send him to school...... At that time, he was very confused, why a stranger could be so attentive to him, and his own parents had never treated him like this?

However, the good times didn't last long, and when he was twelve years old, the damn real estate company took a fancy to his grandmother's land and kept looking for people to force him into trouble.

In the end, grandma was angry with those people to death, and then gave 100,000 pieces of dust, and that piece of land was gone.

There are more than 100,000 pieces of land.

Since the death of his grandmother, Muchenjun has become disheartened, his personality has become extremely autistic, and he is always immersed in his own world, holding an indifferent attitude towards things and characters outside and not caring about himself. Now he is studying at Yunhai University, a university in Yunhai City, a sophomore, with the first grades in the school, and is known as a cold scholar.

After school today, he went to work as usual. It was a restaurant, and every day after school, I went there to work as a temporary waiter, and I could earn some living expenses, not as carefree as others.

"Doot-doo-"

Makuchen-kun crossed the street from the sidewalk as usual, and there were many people with him, at this time, a large truck was extremely violent, and it sounded its horn wildly, and it was useless to brake at such a speed, and it rushed over, which immediately caused a scream, and the person who reacted quickly slammed away.

Mu Chenjun looked sideways, the truck was approaching at a very fast speed, it was too late to run, but the strong aura of death came to his face, he still wanted to jump away from the glimmer of life he wanted, he didn't want to die, but he still had to avenge those people who were angry with his grandmother, how could he die.

"Bang!"

As soon as he jumped up, Mu Chenjun only felt an unparalleled impact attack, and immediately his eyes went black, his mind was blank, and he lost consciousness.

"Boom—"

The truck ran over, not only killing Mu Chenjun but also several people suffered, in addition, many cars were run over, and the people inside should not be able to survive.

The wheels of the truck ran over the corpse of the Curtain Dust Army, and the flesh and blood were blurred, and they did not look like it.

In this car accident, at least dozens of people were killed.

......

In a blur, Mu Chenjun opened his eyes and found that he had come to a white space, and there were still many people standing around, all of whom were puzzled.

"What is this place? I remember I was burned to death, how did I get here?"

"I drowned, how did I get here? Is it heaven?"

"With such a sacred space, we shouldn't really come to heaven, right!?"

"If I go, does there really exist a heaven? Are all the rumors true? When people die, they either go to heaven or hell?"

"Is there such a thing as reincarnation? It doesn't feel so terrible to die!"

“......”

It's all this kind of talk, and the place where I am is named Heaven.

The white space is extremely vast, and I don't know how many people are focused, many of them sit silently on the ground, and the newcomers are talking.

Mu Chenjun glanced at it, his face was expressionless, whether this was heaven or hell, he couldn't avenge his grandmother, his heart was full of regret. In his heart, grandma is the only relative in this life.

After watching it for a while, it can be seen that there are still people appearing one after another, and Muchenjun sits quietly on the ground, with only regret in his heart, and no curiosity.

In his opinion, if you die, you can't go back, what's the use of being curious? Even if this is heaven, even if you can be reincarnated, what's the use?

He knew that he was a mortal and had no ability to change anything, and he was silently waiting for the next development.

With the passage of time, there are more and more people in this white space.

There doesn't seem to be a concept of time here, everyone is only wearing clothes from their previous days, mobile phones and watches, etc., and it is impossible to bring them here.

"No, we still seem to have temperature, I'm wiping, what's the situation? Aren't we dead yet?"

After coming to this space, they were all chatting about the mystery of this space, and no one noticed that they still had temperature, and at this time, someone yelled, and suddenly woke up many people and touched themselves one after another.

"Wow, there's really still a temperature, what's the situation? I thought we all became souls, and souls also have temperatures?"

"Ah, it hurts. Blood, bleeding, we... We still have flesh!"

“......”

found that he still had a physical body, and the people in this space were boiling.

"Aren't we dead yet, can we go back?"

"Oh my God, if I could be resurrected, I want to be resurrected! I am so unwilling, I have so much to do. ”

"If I could go back, would my illness be cured? ”

......

Various emotions such as longing, unwillingness, and hope have surfaced in people's hearts.

"Can you go back?"

Makuchen-kun examined his body and found that the pain was still there, and suddenly the desire for resurrection arose in his heart.

Time passed again, and the number of people coming in was still increasing.

It may be that a certain tipping point has been reached, and it has not increased for a long time.

"Silence, silence!"

Suddenly, a huge voice resounded through this space, and everyone listening closed their mouths and followed the voice.

At first glance, there is nothing.

There was silence here, and when everyone was wondering who was speaking, the voice suddenly sounded again: "You are already the dead, and the space of the battle line of the dead will give you a hope to continue to live, but you need to go through an extremely cruel test, and after passing the ninety-nine cruel tests of the space of the front of the dead, you can ...... Truly resurrected!"