In the darkness, Xu Zheng slowly felt again. Two familiar and unfamiliar feelings were being transmitted into Xu Zheng's consciousness.

Cold.

Hungry.

Cold and hungry.

It's not a little cold, it's a little hungry, it's very cold, it's hungry.

At that moment, Xu Zheng was almost dizzy with joy. God knows, just lying on a respirator and a life-sustaining system, how many years he didn't know what those two sensations were like. The bad feeling of being cold and hungry has become a luxury for him.

What happened in the end, Xu Zheng didn't want to investigate at all, he could experience this feeling, he was already moved to cry bitterly, nothing else mattered. The feeling of being alive spread throughout his body, and Xu Zheng's brain was blank with happiness.

Is the legendary rebirth in oneself? Even if one is convinced that death is like a lamp going out, death is white, and there is nothing left. But Xu Zheng, who has drifted through countless years in the void, still let the conjecture of rebirth run through the entire thinking at this moment. I think that I can't exist if I die, even if I can experience the years of wandering in the void, what else is impossible?

Rebirth......

It's good...... It's powerful.

It took a long time for Xu Zheng to recover from this shock, and he was curious to know what the current situation was like, and he didn't know what he would regenerate.

In fact, Xu Zheng doesn't care much about his rebirth as a pig or a dog, as long as he can experience the experience of life, he is already very satisfied. But curiosity is inevitable.

So, he put aside all thoughts and struggled to open his eyes to meet the new.

Feeling the presence of his limbs, the first thing Xu Zheng did when he opened his eyes was to put his hand, well, maybe the thing that has become a forelimb now, in front of him.

Well, it's really a hand!

Wow! I'm glad I didn't turn into a pig or a dog or anything. It's true that I don't mind much, but I have to walk on my stomach...... It's very difficult to think about it.

It's just that...... Xu Zheng looked at his hand suspiciously. Why does this thing look so different from before?

Spread your fingers and look closely.

A slap with five fingers is complete, there are all the parts that should be, and nothing is missing. Although it has been so many years, the second time I have a hand that can move independently, it feels very unfamiliar, and I am not used to moving, and it is also very stiff, but Bi Yi has grown on his body, and he can indeed exercise, unlike the body that has been lying for more than 100 years. Not to mention, it is completely different from the bark-like skin before, the color of this palm is pink and tender, and the five fingers are white and fat like small white radishes attached to it, no matter how you look at it, it is very cute.

Wait a minute!

Xu Zheng suddenly understood where the crux was. This is an adult's hand, it is simply the palm of a small baby! Could it be that he has become a little baby?

Xu Zheng suddenly panicked, and instinctively opened his mouth to scream.

And he really called. But instead of hearing the frightened screams of my imagination, I heard a series of babbling sounds that I couldn't even understand.

Damn! It's really become a little doll!

This cognition flashed through his mind, Xu Zheng immediately shut up, and subconsciously clenched into a fist to block his mouth, the result is that because the baby's mind develops relatively early, and the limbs are relatively slow, it seems that the head is big and the mouth is big, but the fist is small, so the result of Xu Zheng doing this is to directly stuff the whole fist into his mouth.

The unconscious screams apparently caught the attention of the others. Xu Zheng's vision suddenly had an extra face.

A big face with a velvet face, which gives people this feeling because of the overgrown beard. Xu Zheng's gaze was directly fixed on this face.

How to describe it? A very male face, with a lot of beard, dark brown, and a square face. The eyebrows are also dark brown, the eyebrow line is long, and the eyes in the sunken eye sockets look profound. Below, the nose is straight and the lips are thin, and there is a slightly concave handsome man's chin, and the whole is a Western-style man's face.

Xu Zheng was looking at the first person he saw, and when he felt novel and interesting, the man spoke. Xu Zheng didn't understand a word. It's incredible, as the first generation of intelligent brains, Xu Zheng is proficient in the 211 languages of the entire Interstellar Alliance, and even understands some of the otherworldly languages of the original Otherworldly Invading Army, but he can't understand what this man is saying. But the man had a good voice, and his voice was deep and powerful, and it was good.

Xu Zheng didn't understand what the man said, so he only looked at the man with his bright eyes.

In Xu Zheng's innocent eyes without a line of impurities, the man flinched, and complex emotions of shame, guilt and panic flashed in his eyes. He stretched out his hand, gently pulled Xu Zheng's little fist out of his mouth, and said something again. Xu Zheng still didn't understand.

The rest is a bit ridiculous, though.

The man put Xu Zheng on the ground, and when Xu Zheng didn't see the man's dress clearly from the perspective of looking up at the mountain, he saw the man pull out a long sword, hold the hilt of the sword with both hands, and aim at himself on the ground, the expression on his face struggled, and he was about to thrust down.

I don't know if it's because he died once, Xu Zheng's reaction to the death he was about to face next was half a beat slower. The first thing that occurred to him was that he could still see such a thing as a sword.

You know, in the era of interstellar wars, against the backdrop of all kinds of ray guns, miniature nuclear weapons, individual mechs and warships, it is indeed a magical thing to see the long sword, a cold weapon that is so old that you can only see it in a museum. Therefore, Xu Zheng's eyes were fixed on the sword, and he only felt magical, really magical.

The man saw that Xu Zheng was not crying or making trouble, but his eyes were fixed on the sword, as if he was stunned, and the look of guilt in his eyes was even worse. Gritting his teeth, the hand holding the sword kept trembling, but he couldn't hold it down.

The sun shines on Xu Zheng's face, a delicate little face, with distinctive black eyebrows and black eyes, extremely handsome. Is such a life going to die in one's own hands?

Inhale, lift the sword, and slash down. When it touched the fabric on his chest, it was as if a long sword weighed more than a thousand catties, and he couldn't move half a minute.

After repeating this many times, the man finally understood that no matter what, he had no way to kill this little baby who had no ability to resist.

With a frustrated sigh, the man picked up Xu Zheng, kissed Xu Zheng's little face heavily, carefully tied the swaddling clothes on Xu Zheng's body, looked at Xu Zheng's little face for a long time in the sun, put Xu Zheng on the ground again, whispered something, turned his head and strode away.

If Xu Zheng could understand, he would understand what the man was saying: ask for more blessings. The problem is that he doesn't understand at all, and he only now realizes that this man is here to deal with himself! This thought turned around in his mind, and the man had already strode away, leaving Xu Zheng, who had already understood the strength, babbling and screaming on the ground.

What the?

Do not understand?

Understand, no one can understand what a baby says, except for the mother. However, the author excepts, of course, and occasionally translates it for you: "Xu Zheng said: 'Abandoned me again?!Second time!Ruthless, unforgivable, unforgivable!'Mother, cold and hungry!'