When Shen Nianzu raised his head in a daze, he saw an astonishing phenomena outside his window— the moon streaked across the sky with the speed of a falling star, and along with it, the sun peeked out from the other side of the horizon. The sky was akin to a kaleidoscope of colors, shifting from pitch black to a splash of blue, indigo, pink, and golden.
The morning sun rose in mere minutes.
And when Shen Nianzu lowered his head again…
8.03 AM/ 11th December
His phone battery drained to a mere 7% within the minutes he looked away. "Haha…" another laugh escaped from his lips, numb and disbelieving.
How could such an absurd thing be possible? Was this really happening to him?
Why him, of all people?
Alas, at this moment, Shen Nianzu no longer had the mental strength to ruminate on what the hell was going on. His mind was in utter disarray, and through the chaos, only a single thought remained vivid:
I'm back to the very beginning, which means…
