Wan Yang gradually woke up from his chaotic consciousness and blinked his eyelids slightly. Unfortunately, his body's strength seemed as weak as a baby, and it was difficult to open his eyelids, but he did not feel scared or annoyed, because he had never felt the warmth and satisfaction of his body and heart now, just like the embrace of his mother when he was a child. He didn't have to worry about the dilemma of poverty and starvation. He couldn't help but move his body slightly. It was a strange feeling. He realized that his body seemed to be too small, younger than his own infancy, but he didn't care. He just wanted to immerse himself in this warm and full feeling and didn't want to wake up.

Wan Yang suffered all the hardships of poor people and suffered all the fatigue of poor people. In despair, he once thought about the terrible idea of ​​using a knife to wipe his neck, but in the end he was holding on. It was better to live than to die well. Unfortunately, the ending was cruel and cruel. He wanted to make himself a man without stealing the fragrance and jade, but instead fell into the scene of being captured by the canary gangster who was imprisoned and starved to death in the dark room like a beggar. Wan Yang didn't know if he was starving to death. Anyway, when he was confused, he felt that there was no place in his body that was not hungry, and even spiritual hunger could not be eliminated. Now, with such satisfaction, the warm air flow poured into his body, Wan Yang subconsciously continued to swallow the heat flow that could satisfy his body's hunger, and greed was like a glutton.

Wan Yang didn't know whether this state of happiness was heaven or hell. Anyway, it was many times more comfortable than his life in the city that he had never repayed day and night. He was not willing to wake up and feared that it was just a dream. But reality seemed to be reality, and Wan Yang could not be self-righteous. The heat current surrounding his body gradually decreased under his greed swallowing. In the end, only a mass of heat current like water was left in his chest.

The hunger of his body, the hot current could no longer satisfy his physical needs. Wan Yang was reluctant to wake up, but the more he was immersed in the devouring hot current, his taste buds seemed to be hungry. He smiled bitterly and actually scared him. His sigh was so strange, as sharp as a beast, and he was so frightened that the nightmare after the dream was so horrible and terrifying. He instinctively opened his eyes, perhaps it was stimulated by the sudden dark environment, or perhaps it was in this strong atmosphere of soil that made it difficult for him to adapt. He jumped up suddenly, but it hit the soil above and knocked down many slightly wet earth and rocks.

"What the hell is going on?"

Wan Yang instinctively cursed, but realized that he was not talking about human voices, but a sharp scream similar to a beast. A horror enveloped his body. He didn't come back to his senses for a while. He was stunned for a few seconds before he could catch a glimpse of the dark environment. He secretly praised his night vision ability so strong. But before he could have had the surprise, he was experiencing his weirdness. He was standing on the ground with four legs. Wan Yang showed a bitter smile and shocked expression, but felt that his facial expression was very stiff. He was praying for something strange and unacceptable. Waiting for his head to lower his eyes, what caught his eyes was so difficult.

In belief, four black-haired calves stood on the ground, which were definitely not human thighs, but black furry beast calves. Wan Yang thought he was dazzled, but instinctively raised a black claw and rubbed his eyes. A pair of sharp black claws swayed back and forth in his eyes, which stimulated him to completely collapse on the ground in a scream, and murmured with a wry smile: "Don't bring such a playful person! Although I don't want to live an inhuman life again, am I just complaining? Is it necessary to do this? Even if reincarnation is a beast, I can't let me remember my previous life? Is this a dream? It's definitely a dream!"

Wan Yang simply ignored the body of the ghost beast, lay on the ground, closed his eyes and tried his best to think that it was a nightmare. Unfortunately, he had enough sleep, and he was not sleepy at this moment, not to mention that his stomach was still rumbled and hungry, and he couldn't help opening his eyes. He was still the damn helpless black beast claws, and he grabbed the face of the black beast claws with the black beast claws. Perhaps it was unacceptable, and the sharp claws tried to cut through the black hairy skin, causing pain.

He was so powerful that he had to accept the cruelty of reality. He looked decadent and bored. He used his black claws to thrust and tossed his petite beast body over and over again, trying to know what monster he had become? His little tail was whispering and cursing: "Damn~ Even if I was reborn as a beast, God would be a bigger and more mighty beast. Let me turn it into a local mouse. I'm so fucking good at playing with people!"

Wan Yang cursed, but he could not resist the hunger of his body. He stood up and glanced at the dark environment. This should be a rat hole. His body seemed to be just born, but there were no traces of other rats or parents. Could it be that he was discarded as soon as he was born? He sighed slightly. He was really a poor beast! It seems that he still had to rely on himself. He used a black claw to dig the soil, which was as easy as cutting tofu. He decided to dig holes upwards. I don’t know if it was hungry or instinct. The hole was very fast. When he touched a stone, his claws could tear it into powder. There was a sense of joy that could not be concealed. Such sharp and hard claws were reborn as earth rats. It seemed that he was not so useless. At least these pairs of claws were his survival capital.

More than ten seconds later, Wan Yang smelled the faint decay of dead branches and leaves floating in the strong earthy smell. He was a little stuffy, so he carefully digged open layers of fallen leaves. The mottled sunlight shot into the dim forest from the dense gaps of the leaves. Wan Yang stared at the top of the fallen leaves with his head, examined the surrounding environment, and the hard and painful life in the big city. Finally, he taught him the instinct of caution and care no longer rushing around like in his previous life. After all, his body was pitifully small, less than fifteen centimeters. He didn't want to become a food for a ferocious beast as soon as he came out, and he was not the petite body that could be sacrificed tooth.

The air outside is very fresh, a refreshing breath that Wanyang has never sucked in for more than 20 years. With the unique smell of forest and the faint decay of fallen leaves, I couldn't help but take a few deep breaths with greed.

Around them are huge trees, dense and covering the sky and the sun, almost blocking the sunlight from the outside. If Wan Yang had not transformed into a black rat, his night vision would have been great, and he would not be able to see through the surrounding environment. The ground was covered with yellow fallen leaves, layered with layers, with a faint smell of decay. Wan Yang guessed that this was a rare primeval forest, because even if he was reborn as a earth mouse and looked up at the big trees, many of them could not see the top, at least they were huge trees worth tens of meters or hundreds of meters, everywhere, with mixed roots, and without hundreds of years of precipitation, there were definitely no such rich and sturdy giant trees. It is hard to say whether this is the forest on earth or not, because he finally got rid of the cruel exploitation of that damn society on him and avoided the disgusting and terrifying scheming face.

While studying, Wan Yang also secretly read several fantasy novels about time travel. He knew that the protagonists in the writers were all in another world and became great masters who looked up to others, either saving the world or being unparalleled, holding the world with power, lying in the knees of a beautiful woman drunk, but how could he become an animal when he got here, or a little rat who could only be pinched to death at any time? There was no mysterious secret book, no talent for fear of being a monster, and was depressed and annoyed. However, Wan Yang, who was deeply involved in the belief that "it is better to live than to die well", would not wait to die easily even if he turned into a local mouse, and began to accept the fact that he became an animal with a calm mind. He was not so ambitious and curious about the outside world or becoming a peerless powerful man who looked up to others, but thought about how to survive in this unknown and unfamiliar forest? Of course, he had to take the lead in solving his own food and clothing problem.

In an unknown environment, the most important thing is to observe the situation. There are not much movement around. There are only insects and birds whispering. No large evil beasts pass by here. But when you think about it, you have such a small body. Even if those evil beasts see their petite and not enough body to be sacrificial, they may not have the temperament and show a disdainful expression. Wan Yang was defeated by his own ideas, will the beast show a disdainful expression?

Wan Yang was not in a hurry to solve the food problem, but found a big tree and determined his vicious environment. He recognized a towering tree and rushed to the fallen leaves. Perhaps he was instinctively afraid of being preyed, and rushed very quickly. The four claws were moving quickly like motor motors. He was already aware of his speed and was shocked by his talent and speed again. The earth rat who had just been born had such a speed and such hard claws? Wan Yang thought about it and thought that he was reborn as a beast, as the talented person described by the writer. He couldn't help but feel extremely happy and sad. He couldn't stop his body and hit several of the big tree. The whole beast body was bounced out. Fortunately, Wan Yang was extremely cautious, like a kite with a broken string, and suddenly lifted it up, jumping into the fallen leaves at a very fast speed. Observing carefully, he was very worried that his movements would attract the attention of other evil beasts.

After a few seconds, Wan Yang was slightly stunned by his own changes. At such a speed, he did not feel dizzy. Instead, he saw a rat-headed pit on several hits in the distance, and muttered to himself: "Damn~ my body is so awesome!" Almost ecstatic, he finally touched the confidence that he was trampled to nothing in the damn society in his previous life, and danced his claws almost showing off.

Looking up at the towering tree that could not see the top, Wan Yang took a deep breath, came to the roots of the tree, and tried to grasp the bark with his sharp claws to stabilize his body balance. With caution, he quickly adapted to this tree climbing action, and his speed became faster and faster. In the end, he disappeared in an instant like a black phantom of the towering tree, rushed to the top of the trunk of a hundred meters high, found a relatively safe small branch of the leaf, hid his body with green leaves, and looked at the endless forest.

According to the sun's east position, the east direction should be the depth of the forest, where mountains are stretched and scattered, and sometimes hidden in the floating clouds, as if they are as vast as a fairyland, and other parts are also vast. Obviously, the trees in the eastern forest are tall, and huge trees of hundreds of meters are rooted everywhere, as if they have been nurtured for tens of thousands of years. If the trees in the forest are not growing in progressively, Wanyang would be difficult to guess the natural accumulation project of this forest.

Wan Yang squatted among the leaves and looked up at the vast forest, never tired of watching. There was no greedy face in the world, more natural charm of empty valleys and quietness, and indescribable joy.

The sea is wide and the fish leaps, and the sky is high and the birds are flying!

Wan Yang's mood seemed to be like this at this moment, the sea was vast and the sky was wide. The confidence that emerged from his bones actually had a great will. He wanted to catch something in this unknown world, and he couldn't help but want to roar up to the sky. However, a sharp sound of birds suddenly sounded in the forest surrounded by white clouds in the distance. A giant bird like flame flew out of the forest, and the flames were surging around him, as if burning the thick white clouds.

The wings spread, causing the burning clouds to rush and rush. The giant flame bird seemed to be angry and kept crying. A sudden burst of flames ejected from the beak into the forest, burning a large area of ​​forest and thick smoke rolled. Although Wan Yang did not see the specific appearance of the giant bird, he only saw a red shadow, but the smoke and dust still scared him and immediately determined that the deep forest was a very fierce place.

Wan Yang was depressed and annoyed. With the inferiority of the weak, he raised his claws to the giant flaming bird, showing a look of contempt, went down the giant tree, and began to carefully prey on a small scale, instead of choosing to compete to enter the deep forest to seek death.

The black rat with human wisdom carefully avoids making noisy sounds while running in dead leaves or bushes. After running about three or four hundred meters to the west, there are still many giant trees around, but they are relatively not that dense, and the roots are not as dense as they are everywhere, allowing many shrub plants such as small trees to survive. On the road, Wanyang, who did not see any food to satisfy his appetite, came to a tree seven or eight meters high, looking down at the bottom.

The four large hares in the bushes, as big as domestic geese, were leisurely eating plants and plants in the grass, licking their mouths hard, but with the premise of the giant flaming bird, Wan Yang believed that even the edge of the forest was a dangerous place for him, the small black rat. After observing for a few minutes, except for the songs of insects, birds, flying moths, butterflies, and ghost spiders nesting on the shrubs, no large ferocious beasts wandered around the small bushes.

Wan Yang's mouse eyes shrank together with coldness, and without hesitation, he turned into a black phantom and rushed down the trees, rushing straight towards the four big hares in the bushes. His mentality of being destined to be vigorous and majestic, and also destined to set off a feast of hunting evil beasts in this forest.

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