Han Feng woke up suddenly, only to feel that his head was splitting, and his head seemed to be filled with lead, which was extremely heavy. The pale face was crumpled.

"Where am I?" Han Feng's voice was very weak. It appears that the medium term is insufficient.

"I'm sorry, Young Master Han Feng, I didn't take a good look at the young master, and I actually let the young master be injured by a first-level demonic beast wind spirit wolf." A middle-aged man with a Chinese face, thick eyebrows and big eyes, and a knight dressed in black and gray armor. Han Feng froze, looked left and right, and found himself lying on a bed. Surrounded by several girls dressed as maids, they were looking at him with anxious faces. Han Feng's face suddenly changed, as if he realized something.

"No," he whispered, glancing at himself. A gorgeous dress, a purple belt wrapped around his waist, and a piece of beautiful jade hung around his waist. Weak body, snow-white palms. There were also bouts of pain in the knees, lower back, and back of the head. Suddenly, a sharp pain welled up in his head. Strange and familiar memories poured into my brain. There is urban life, and there is aristocratic life. Han Feng's eyes darkened, and he fell into bed with a thud. Faintly, he heard the anxious panic of the maid. I know how long it has been. Han Feng slowly opened his eyes. His head has a memory that doesn't belong to him. This is a noble kid named Han Feng like him.

A hereditary baronial minor aristocrat who is extremely ordinary. His father died in battle, and his mother died of depression. Han Feng and the loyal butler Han Bo were left behind. Because he accidentally encountered the wind spirit wolf when he was out playing, and he didn't have anyone with him, he was seriously injured, which caused Han Feng to take advantage of the situation. At the same time, some memories of his previous life and memories of the aristocratic boy also poured into Han Feng's mind. This is a Western medieval world, a world in which the gods manifest. The place where he is located is a country called the Kingdom of Andrew. It's a small country on the continent, and it's a bit confusing in faith. The gods of every nobility in this country are also in disarray. The Han Feng family was named a hereditary baron because of their outstanding military exploits 300 years ago. The Han Feng family is a relatively wealthy small family in the countryside in Aritado Province. Although the rights are not large, the mountain is high and the emperor is far away, and he can be regarded as a landowner in his own territory. In Han Feng's memory, he only knew that his family's territory included three knight domains, including four villages and towns, and the annual population was about 20,000. It also takes an hour and a half to ride a horse from one end of the territory to the other. That's a big, big chunk. It is equivalent to about a dozen urban villages. "Little nobleman...... It's actually crossed," Han Feng rubbed his head. I found myself lying on a bed covered with a thin but unusually comfortable quilt. It was a spacious and bright room. A bed, a dark red desk, two chairs. The window facing the bed opened, and a small commotion came in, as if coming from the street. Han Feng took a deep breath and suddenly grunted with hunger.

"Someone". Han Feng called out according to his past memories. With a click, the door opened. An old man with a kind appearance and a simple costume strode in. In his hand he held a small silver bowl, and bursts of tempting meat and chives wafted out of the bowl. "Young Master Han Feng, are you better?" The old man walked to the head of the bed with the broth in both hands and put the small bowl on the bedside table. Asked with concern. Han Feng's mind quickly jumped out of the memory of this old man. Han Zhong. The old man who has followed his father for many years, and his father and mother have taken care of the family since they left. Someone who treats Han Feng like a grandson. He is a faithful steward. "Young master, I told you, remember to bring guards when you go out in the future," Han Bo said. "Got it, Han Bo". Han Feng said in a low voice, this seemed to be an instinctive reaction of his body. "Fortunately, nothing happened, thank you to the God of Light for blessing," Han Bo said. This aristocratic realm has not yet formed a unified faith, so the beliefs of both commoners and nobles are different. However, the Han family never believed in gods. Han Bo is just a habitual sentence. "Your parents left early, leaving you alone, you are the hope of the Han family. What if you have an accident with this family?" Han Feng also knew that Uncle Han cared about this young master very much. also knows that Han Bo has this character. Han Bo is very strong externally, presiding over all kinds of things in the castle, and he is a person with the strength of a second-level knight. The outside world is not only harsh but also cruel, and anyone who threatens the interests of the Han family has been eliminated by Han Bo. People outside talk about his brutality, ruthlessness. Because of Han Bo, thieves rarely harassed Han Feng's barony. "Alright, young master. I went out first." Han Bodao. Han Feng served the soup and looked at the strange variety of meat and ingredients in the bowl. "This world is no longer the world it used to be". Han Feng muttered to himself.

After drinking the broth, Han Feng began to recall what happened before the crossing. Han Feng was originally a college student. is still a scholar, because passing by a stall, I saw a delicate gadget, under the boss's three-inch tongue. I bought it with pain. I heard the boss say that this is a Buddhist relic. I heard that carrying it on your body is good for your physical and mental health, and even calms your mind and helps you study.

So Han Feng bought it, and it happened to be raining. I bought a small relic and hurried back to the dormitory. Then a bolt of lightning slashed and hit Han Feng. Han Feng fell to the ground and couldn't stand up, thinking that he was dead. Unexpectedly, lightning took Han Feng to travel to the other world. gave Han Feng another chance to live in this world.

Han Feng got up from the bed, walked to the desk, and picked up a book ——— about the history of the mainland.

This is a world in which the gods manifest. There are many large and small countries on the continent, among which there are three of the strongest human empires. The Gillins Empire in the eastern part of the continent, the Moxisi Empire in the western part of the continent, and the Aristotle Empire in the south. These are the three empires of mankind. Then there are the kingdoms, principalities, large and small. Kingdoms and principalities paid tribute to the three empires every year. The Kingdom of Andrew was a kingdom ruled by the Southern Aristotic Empire. The three empires all have a unified faith. The Aristotic Empire believed in the Aristonian god lineage. The Moxisi Empire believed in the Maurice gods. The Gillinsi Empire in the eastern part of the continent believed in the Merlin god lineage. Far beyond the rule of the three empires, the north and other places worshipped different gods. For example, the elves believe in the elven goddess and the goddess of the moonlight. The Dwarves and Titans believe in the Titans. and the orc tribe's belief in the beast god. The Warcraft clan believes in demon gods. As well as various families and nobles, the beliefs of small places, all kinds of weak or powerful demons, devils and demon gods, evil gods and the like. In short, this is a world where gods manifest and compete for faith. It is a world where God can be attained and eternal life can be attained.