Rebirth 1958: My Home is in Nanluoguxiang

Chang Zhengyang stood in front of the office window, watching his two younger brothers running towards the training building while playing, with mixed feelings in his heart.

There was something he didn't say to the third and fourth brothers just now, which is that fairness and justice require the strong to consciously abide by them, such as himself.

The ostensible mission of the 404th Bureau seems to be to manage the life forms left over from prehistoric civilizations, but in reality it is to restrain Chang Zhengyang, the Zhang family, and the domestic warriors.

This is the tacit understanding between him, the elderly, and the core layer.

Since ancient times, knights have used force to break the law. People who practice martial arts have a common problem, which is that they like to speak with their fists, advocate freedom, and despise the law.

Why do warriors like to call themselves people of the Jianghu?

The Book of Songs says: All under heaven is the king's land, and all within the four seas are the king's subjects.

This sentence means that all people in the world are subjects of the emperor and must accept his management.

But some people are not convinced. They think, why should they accept the management of you, the emperor?

Oh, you call yourself the Son of Heaven, do you really think you are the son of God?

Since you said the whole world, but you didn’t mention rivers and lakes!

Well, I am a man of the world now, and I am not bound by your emperor and the court.

Of course, people in Jianghu are not just warriors, they include all kinds of people, but it is a common convention to equate people in Jianghu with warriors.

In the early years, the reputation of people in the underworld was neither good nor bad. Because those ruffians and street thugs talked about being in the underworld all the time, as a result, common people kept their distance from people in the underworld, and even hated them.

Bureau 404 is the spiritual shackles that Chang Zhengyang voluntarily put on himself.

If he did not have a thorough understanding of this mental shackle before, he just put it on himself instinctively. Now he began to be glad that he took the initiative to put it on.

Because when he suppressed Entropy's consciousness, he indirectly glimpsed Entropy's mental state.

The reason why this guy has become what he is today is because he did not put shackles on his own mind, so that over the long years, his mind has gradually lost its humanity. He is neither happy nor sad, neither good nor evil. The only thing left is the most primitive instinct of a living thing, which is to survive!

The biological instinct to survive drives its body to evolve continuously, an evolution without any logic, because biological instinct has no concept of beauty and ugliness. So what the evolution driven by biological instinct will become depends entirely on the external environment.

"It's so damn ugly!"

Chang Zhengyang subconsciously curled his lips when he thought of Entropy's huge and extremely ugly body.

If he evolves into this kind of monster, he might as well die.

Men, your head can be cut off, blood can be shed, but your hairstyle must not be messy!

Even if a man has to die, he should die handsomely!

……

"I have achieved enlightenment!"

A month has passed since the consciousness of entropy was suppressed. The fields in early October are golden, and it is the annual harvest season again. The farmers are looking at the upcoming harvest, their hearts full of anticipation for a better life.

The same is true for Chang Zhengyang. Ever since he figured out the principle of entropy's immortal body, it took him a month, and finally today, he cultivated his own immortal flesh and blood seed in his body.

From then on, it would be difficult for him to die unless he fell into the volcanic magma, was blown to pieces by high-powered weapons, or became desperate and jumped into a pool of sulfuric acid.

"Now let me show you the effect of immortality!"

Chang Zhengyang pulled out the dagger he carried with him from his leg and stabbed it into his stomach without hesitation. His action was so decisive, as if he was not stabbing his own stomach, but someone else's.

"Hiss, that hurts!"

Chang Zhengyang pulled out the dagger with a grin, bringing out some blood. As soon as the dagger was pulled out, the muscles in his abdomen automatically contracted and the wound closed tightly, preventing the blood in the body from flowing out.

If it were in the past, Chang Zhengyang could also rely on his strong muscle control ability to contract all the cut muscles at the wound site and wait quietly for a day, and the wound would be initially healed. After another three days, it would be completely healed.

But now he could clearly feel that in his body, with the blessing of the immortal flesh and blood seed, the flesh and blood cells at the wound were rapidly regenerating, and decomposing and absorbing the flowing blood until the wound was completely healed.

"Three minutes, just three minutes. How many miracles can there be in the evolution of life?"

Chang Zhengyang got up and walked to the bathroom. He cleaned the dagger and put it back into the scabbard. Then he reached out and touched the previous wound. It felt smooth and delicate, and there was no trace of damage to the skin.

If it weren't for the memory of the pain from not long ago still lingering in his brain, he would have thought that what happened just now was just a dream.

The water from the faucet was flowing. Chang Zhengyang looked up at himself in the mirror, suddenly grinned and laughed silently.

Great joy, great freedom!

His life was completely sublimated!

"It's a good thing my buddy got married early, otherwise he wouldn't even have had children."

Chang Zhengyang raised his hand and looked at it. Although he still looked like a human, in fact his genes had quietly changed a little at the moment the immortal flesh and blood seed appeared. Not much, only one percent.

But from then on, he was reproductively isolated from ordinary humans.

According to the biological classification definition of species, he is now considered a branch of the family Hominidae.

"What a hassle. How am I going to tell my wife about this? Hey, wife, are we considered an interspecies union? Will she divorce me? Or will she dissect my buddy?"

Chang Zhengyang scratched his hair in distress, wondering whether his wife would let him go to bed tonight.

He thought about it for a long time and decided that he should discuss the issue of cross-species bonding for academic purposes. After all, both of them were engaged in biological research and had a lot in common in this regard.

The reason why she decided to tell her wife about her immortality was to reassure Shen Qianwen.

Because Shen Qianwen knew exactly what he was going to do in the future, even though she said she supported him wholeheartedly and was proud of having a husband who worked hard for the country and the people.

But one time when Chang Zhengyang took his children out to play, his daughter secretly told him that she saw her mother crying alone in the room. At that moment, his heart seemed to be grasped by an invisible hand.

Because based on his daughter's words, he inferred that his wife cried during the time when he was abroad for inspection last year.

From then on, Chang Zhengyang deeply understood the meaning of a man being the backbone of the family. A man should not only satisfy his family's material needs, but also be the spiritual pillar of the family.

No wonder the old saying goes that if the pillar of a family falls, the sky of the family will collapse.