I was a transmigrator who had come from a relatively technologically advanced world to this world of immortal cultivation.
The people here were a little strange, as though they had been waiting for me to transmigrate here!
Although my memories of my previous life were somewhat hazy, somewhere deep down, I still remembered that I seemed to have been an orphan.
Who would have thought I would still be an orphan after transmigrating!
It seemed I was destined never to escape the orphan template!
And to remain a regular guest at orphanages in different worlds, no less!
Motherfucking hell!
Fortunately, there was a kindly Dean here, a pretty young Auntie, and a group of children about my age.
Oh, right, I also had a younger twin brother. His name was Ou Ye, a name I had given him.
Both he and I were very satisfied with his name.
After all, I was a little naming genius!
The peaceful days did not last very long before the children at the Orphanage began to be adopted.
From that point on, I knew this was no ordinary world.
After all, in what world did people come flying straight through the air?
The Dean and young Auntie seemed to have expected these people to come, and seemed to have known all along that the children would leave the Orphanage.
So when those splendidly dressed people took the children away from the Orphanage, although I was a little reluctant to part with them, I was sincerely happy.
Because those who took them away were all capable people. Being taken away meant having a home, and someone who would teach them skills.
When someone came to take that little brat of mine away, he was actually unwilling to go and even wanted to take me along.