Rebirth (Seeking Recommendation Tickets, Collections)

In the dark and cold universe, stars are scattered like sparkling diamonds embedded in a black curtain.

In this desolate cosmos, nine colossal corpses lie silently...

The nine gargantuan figures remain motionless, as if they have been stretched out there since the dawn of time, evoking a sense of endless desolation and antiquity. They are, in fact, nine dragon corpses!

They are identical to the dragons of ancient myths and legends.

Each dragon corpse is a hundred meters long, appearing as if cast from molten iron, filled with a shocking sense of power.

The nine dragon corpses are all five-clawed black dragons. Aside from their crystal-clear, purple-glowing horns, their bodies are entirely black, shimmering with a dark luster, their scales flickering with mysterious light in the darkness.

Dragons, legendary beings, stand alongside gods, transcending the laws of nature. Yet, with science as advanced as it is today, who would still believe that dragons truly exist?

Each of the hundred-meter-long dragon corpses has a black iron chain as thick as a bowl tied to its tail, connecting to the dark space behind them, where a twenty-meter-long bronze coffin hangs silently.

The giant chains, forged a thousand times over, are thick, long, and sturdy, their dark luster making them appear incredibly cold and sinister.

The massive bronze coffin is primitive and unadorned, covered in faint, ancient patterns, filled with the vicissitudes of time; no one knows how many years it has been drifting through the universe.

Nine Dragons Pulling the Coffin!

In this pitch-black and freezing universe, the nine dragon corpses and the bronze coffin, linked together by thick black iron chains, present a truly shocking sight.

Not far from the Nine Dragons Pulling the Coffin, there is a miniature version of the same scene.

"Who exactly am I?"

The miniature Nine Dragons Pulling the Coffin trembles incessantly, as if pulled by some unseen force, when suddenly, a bolt of thunder strikes it. The coffin shakes violently, as if about to burst open.

A pale young man crawls up from inside, but the coffin lid blocks him. He stares blankly at his surroundings, his eyes filled with confusion and unfamiliarity. After a long while, he lets out a long sigh. "I never expected that I would be reborn."

Suddenly, a clap of thunder rings out, the coffin shatters, and the man appears in a corner of the universe.

The stars in the sky fade, suddenly brighten, then quickly turn black, only to brighten again. The speed is fast enough to make the shadows of the flying, shifting time flicker light and dark upon Shi Lin.

Suddenly, a flash of white light appears, and Shi Lin finds himself in a modern street district.

Everything around the district changes rapidly. Shi Lin watches as a newly built seven-story building next to him disintegrates, turning from a finished structure into a shocking skeleton before vanishing. The dense, intricate web of antennas above his head is gradually replaced by an empty sky. The concrete utility poles by the roadside slowly disappear, and the concrete ground turns into dirt and stone. Eventually, Shi Lin simply adapts to the entire world collapsing and transforming around him; the only thing that makes his skin crawl is that, from beginning to end, he cannot see a single person! Not a single shadow! The world changes silently and rapidly, like a pantomime. Panic and fear slowly permeate Shi Lin, who stands as motionless as a statue. Then, the shifting of the sky gradually slows down, slower and slower, until it returns to the moment he was first frozen, eventually coming to a complete stop.

Gradually, scenery appears around Shi Lin, and he seems to have arrived in a desolate land.

He looks around blankly, when suddenly, in the distance, he sees a soft light flickering. Amidst the endless dark night and the myriad mountains, it looks like a candle flame swaying, ready to be extinguished at any moment.

Shi Lin drifts over like a ghost. As he draws closer, he can see a massive, half-dead tree trunk, over ten meters in diameter and charred black. Aside from the main trunk, only one fragile branch remains, yet it radiates vitality. Its leaves are as crystal-clear as if carved from green jade, and points of soft light diffuse from it, enveloping a village.

"Where... is this?"

Every household in the village is a stone house. In the dead of night, the place is peaceful and serene, as if isolated from the darkness and the roars of beasts outside.

Suddenly, a golden light erupts from the village. Shi Lin feels it stinging and covers his eyes with his hands, but the moment he lowers them, he is inside a stone house in the village.

Inside, a middle-aged man with a physique as strong as a tiger or leopard, dressed in animal skins, with bronze-colored skin and disheveled black hair, gazes with bright, piercing eyes at the swaddled infant in his arms.

"My good son! Hahaha!" Shi Linhu laughs heartily.

The child in the swaddling clothes does not cry; instead, he mimics his father and laughs.

"Look, my son laughed! My son laughed!" Shi Linhu says to the woman on the stone bed.

The woman is pale, clearly having just given birth.

The woman smiles at them both.

"Dear, give the child a name!"

"Hmm... let's name him Shi Lin. I hope that in the future, he will be able to shake the mountains and forests and achieve great things!"

"Good, I'll listen to you."

The two exchange words, the atmosphere warm and harmonious.

Shi Lin watches this heartwarming scene from the side, a sense of warmth rising in his heart. But why is the name they chose the same as his own?

Suddenly, the golden light appears again. Shi Lin is pushed by the light toward the swaddling clothes, merging into one with the child inside...

Stone Village is located within the Vast Mountain Range, surrounded by towering peaks and deep ravines, the vast mountains standing majestic.

In the early morning, the morning glow is brilliant, scattering like crushed gold, bathing people in warmth.

A group of children, ranging from four or five to over a dozen years old, numbering several dozen, are exercising their bodies in the open space in front of the village, facing the morning glow with rhythmic grunts. Their young, tender faces are full of seriousness; the older children move with vigor, while the younger ones mimic them quite well.

A middle-aged man dressed in animal skins, with a physique as strong as a tiger or leopard, is earnestly guiding them.

"The sun is rising, all things are beginning, and the vital energy is at its peak. Although you cannot consume the morning mist and eat the energy as in the legends, facing the glow to temper the body still has immense benefits; it can replenish the body's vitality. A day's work begins in the morning. If you work hard every day, strengthening your muscles and bones, and refining your blood and tendons, you will have the capital to survive in this Vast Mountain Range in the future." Standing at the front, the middle-aged man speaks with a stern face, admonishing them earnestly before shouting, "Do you understand?"

"Understood!" The group of children responds loudly, full of spirit.

"Understood, yeah." A little one who was clearly distracted and half a beat slow calls out in a milky voice.

This is a very small child, only a year or two old, who has only learned to walk a few months ago, yet he is also following along to temper his body. Clearly, he has joined in on his own, mixing in with the older children, though he obviously shouldn't be in this group yet.

"Hmph, ha, hey!" The little one makes sounds, his tender little arms waving with effort, imitating the movements of the older children. However, he is too young; his movements are crooked, his gait is stumbling and swaying, and the white milk stains remaining at the corners of his mouth make people laugh.

The older children look at him, all winking and grinning, which lightens the originally serious atmosphere of the morning exercise.

Little One is very fair and pretty, his large eyes rolling around. He looks like a white porcelain doll, very cute, and his immature movements and babbling are endearing. This brings smiles even to the faces of the elders who are sitting cross-legged on giant rocks in another area, breathing in the essence of heaven and earth.

Even the tall, burly adult men, with their bare upper bodies and glistening, bulging muscles, look over with smiles. They are the strongest people in the village, the most important force for hunting and protecting this settlement, and they are also tempering their bodies. Some hold white bone clubs polished from the bones of unknown giant beasts, while others wield broadswords cast from black metal, swinging them with such force that the wind sounds like thunder.

The living environment was extremely harsh, filled with primordial beasts and venomous insects. For the sake of food and survival, many men perished in the Great Wilderness before they even reached adulthood. To survive, one had no choice but to strengthen their own body. Practicing at dawn was a habit ingrained in everyone from a young age, whether they were adults, the elderly, or children. "Focus!" the middle-aged man responsible for supervising and guiding the children's training shouted loudly. The group of children quickly became serious, continuing to exercise amidst the soft and brilliant morning glow.

Among them, one child took advantage of a moment when the man wasn't paying attention, stealthily slipping out of the crowd, tiptoeing away, and then quickly running off.

"Where is my son, Shi Lin?" the man turned around, only to discover his son was missing.

Shi Lin arrived at a hillside and sat down on a giant boulder.

"My name is Shi Lin. I died due to a sudden accident, but ended up unexpectedly reborn inside a coffin. After being resurrected, I became the child of Shi Linhu."

"This is Stone Village, the starter village from the work Perfect World by the web novel master, the Red-Haired Monster Chen Dong."

"The protagonist here, the Little One Shi Hao, has now become my younger brother, only three years my junior."

I, Shi Lin, have begun a legendary life! But I still have to face the facts.

"You little brat Shi Lin, why are you slacking off and running out to play again? Let's see if I don't beat you today!" A middle-aged man ran up from the bottom of the hill, covered in dust.

Oh no, brothers, saving my life is the priority, I'm running first. See you in the next chapter, everyone!