Rebirth 1958: My Home is in Nanluoguxiang

Since ancient times, the vast Hundred Thousand Mountains have been full of miasma, poisonous insects and ferocious beasts, and rarely visited by humans. Even after humans entered the industrial age and science and technology advanced by leaps and bounds, they still sighed at the vast Hundred Thousand Mountains.

The Wild Man Mountains are a typical example of this. This place straddles the border between southwest China and Shan State and is shrouded in fog all year round. Even on sunny days, visibility in the Wild Man Mountains is very low.

What's even more terrifying is that the compass doesn't work at all in the Savage Mountain. If you're in the edge area, it's okay, you can confirm your direction based on the stars in the sky. But once you go deep into the Savage Mountain, due to the fog that never dissipates all year round, you can't see the specific position of the stars at all, and it will be difficult to get out again.

Therefore, the Savage Mountain is also called the Devil's Mountain by the locals, meaning that there are man-eating devils in it and once people go in, they can never come back.

In the deepest part of Savage Mountain, in the pitch-dark underground world, no one knows how far it is from the ground. This is a dead world with no grass growing. The earth is gray and a small hill stands alone on this land.

But if someone walks closer to the hill, he will be surprised to find that this is not a hill at all, but a huge mountain of flesh.

At this moment, for some reason, the mountain of flesh was shaking violently, as if it was about to come alive in the next moment.

puff!

A pale hand stretched out from the surface of the meat mountain. Compared with the meat mountain, this hand was like an ant on the surface of a basketball. However, with the appearance of this hand, the meat mountain shook even more violently.

puff!

Another pale hand stretched out from the mountain of flesh, and together with the previous hand, it pushed open a gap, and a man's head emerged from the mountain of flesh, followed by his shoulders, upper body, and legs...

boom!

The man fell heavily to the ground, gasping violently like a fish out of water. At the same time, the mountain of flesh that had been shaking violently just now stopped shaking and returned to its previous dead silent state.

The man seemed to have been suffocating for a long time. He desperately breathed in the air filled with a rotten smell. His chest heaved violently, as if he wanted to inhale all the air of this underground world into his lungs.

“Ahem, hahaha…”

The man hunched over and kept coughing, but nothing came out. Finally, he let out a crazy laugh.

"Hahaha……"

The man laughed for a long time, with snot and tears streaming down his face, but he still couldn't control his laughter. He didn't know how long it had been before his laughter began to become hoarse and intermittent until it became weak.

"I'm finally out!"

After the man sighed, he lowered his head and thought for a long time. Suddenly, he raised his hand and slapped his bald head a few times. If you look closely, there seem to be some fine scales on the surface of his skin. His slapping made a crisp sound like the collision of jade.

"Who am I? Entropy? No, no, who am I?"

Bang, bang...

The man frowned. The more he thought about it, the harder he could remember who he was. The harder he could remember who he was, the harder he slapped his head.

Bang, bang...

I don’t know how much time had passed, maybe the man’s beating finally took effect.

"I'm Wang Zanghai, that's right, my name is Wang Zanghai, hiss..."

Wang Zanghai felt as if a red-hot iron rod was inserted into his brain, and the red-hot iron rod was stirring vigorously.

"what……"

Wang Zanghai's face was distorted, he hunched over, and pounded his head hard, trying to relieve his pain.

Countless images flashed in his mind, but he could not grasp the connection between these images. All the images were disorganized. Whenever he tried to look at these images, he always felt like he was looking at flowers in the fog, unable to see clearly and unable to understand.

Wang Zanghai struggled for a long time, and could not remember most of his past memories. He only remembered that at the end of his life, in order to survive, he ate the immortal seed he found in the ancient tomb, and then, lured by a certain voice, he came here and merged into...

"Ancient God Entropy..."

Wang Zanghai raised his head with an unsightly expression and looked at the magnificent mountain of flesh beside him.

"There is actually someone who can suppress you. What a terrifying person!"

A huge red hand that covered the sky appeared in Wang Zanghai's mind, and his vigilance reached the highest point. He looked around carefully, and there was nothing but the mountain of flesh beside him, only suffocating silence!

He breathed a sigh of relief. The owner of the big red hand should not be here.

Wang Zanghai adjusted his mood and immediately planned to leave.

At this moment, he was eager to know how much time had passed, and even more so, he wanted to know what his past was.

"I remember that I seemed to have left a memory of myself in Mobei?"

Wang Zanghai pounded his head hard, trying to recall where he had hidden the backup memories in Mobei, but he couldn't remember.

"Hey, let's go out first!"

Wang Zanghai reluctantly gave up trying to recall the past and continued on his way. He didn't know how much time had passed. In this dark and silent underground world, time seemed to have lost its meaning.

"Well, the terrain is going upwards?"

Wang Zanghai was cheered up and immediately quickened his pace. After an incense stick of time, he finally reached the end of this underground world. He stood there, turned around and looked around, but found that he could no longer see entropy.

After standing here in a daze for a while, he turned and walked towards a crevice in the mountain, leaving the place without hesitation.

Although the crevices in the mountain were winding and there were no directional signs, it did not pose a problem for Wang Zanghai. Every time he came to a fork in the road, he would choose one and walk in without hesitation.

Gradually, as he climbed upwards, moss began to appear around him. Seeing this, Wang Zanghai was shocked. He knew that he was about to get out, so he immediately sped up.

Deep in the Savage Mountain, on a steep cliff, lush vines densely covered the cliff. Suddenly, a hand stretched out from the vines, and the next moment, Wang Zanghai poked out with a head full of leaves.

"It finally came out..."

Although the surroundings were shrouded in fog and visibility was very low, Wang Zanghai still breathed in excitedly. The breath of nature made him intoxicated.

"Ok?"

Wang Zanghai frowned and stretched out his hand to grab a snake as thick as Xin'er's arm around its neck. He glanced indifferently at the emerald green, nameless venomous snake, drew a line with his finger at the snake's vital point, squeezed out the snake's gallbladder, threw it into his mouth, then threw the dead snake away and climbed up the cliff along the vines.

Three days later, Wang Zanghai, covered with snake skin, walked out of the Savage Mountain. The setting sun shone on his body and his face covered with fine scales.