"Hm? Where is this?"
"Didn't I die?"
Izuna touched his body, puzzled. He felt as if he was in a confined space.
He had some difficulty breathing!
The air was very murky!
Izuna turned over with some difficulty, but he realized it was a very cramped place.
"It's a bit dry, feels like a box!" Izuna didn't feel the slightest panic. As an agent, he had undergone the most brutal anti-psychological warfare training, and had also experienced interrogations, beatings, confinement, and other unconventional methods.
Although he wasn't sure what was happening, he couldn't panic.
The most urgent task was to get out first!
Izuna gently raised his hand and touched his surroundings and the top. A rectangular wooden box? No, it was very hard!
"Bang... bang... bang..."
He knocked hard on the surroundings with his hand, producing a series of muffled thuds.
Izuna gritted his teeth, pondered for a moment, and then realized that he was currently inside a coffin!
What was going on?
Didn't I die with the enemy?
Am I not dead? Was I captured by the enemy?
And now, am I being buried alive by them?
No, no!
Izuna shook his head. He didn't feel anything. It was impossible for anyone in the world to bury him alive in a coffin without him noticing.
This was definitely not Huaxia, nor Annan!
He stopped his futile struggles. The air was thin now, and if he kept moving like this, he would probably suffocate soon.
Izuna moved his limbs slightly, then touched his cheeks with both hands.
"No!" Izuna's face was filled with horror, because he discovered that this body was not his at all!
"Damn it, what's going on? Was I drugged?"
Izuna cursed. He felt that something was very wrong. His original height was nearly 1.85 meters, and his weight was 160 jin.
But now, he could feel that this body was very slender. After moving around, its weight would not exceed 120 jin at most.
This was definitely not his original body.
Something strange happened? Was it Annan's witchcraft?
'Don't joke around,' Izuna immediately dismissed this idea from his mind. He was a staunch materialist!
However, at this moment, God played a joke on him!
Not only did he not die, but he was also buried in a coffin.
Izuna gave a bitter smile, then touched his cheek with his hand. Touching it was not a big deal, but it made him discover another problem.
This body was actually blind!!!
No way!
Damn it, what kind of joke are you playing with me, God? After I'm resurrected, I'm directly buried in a coffin, and I'm even blind. Do you think I'm not miserable enough as an orphan, and now you're making me blind?
"It's gauze. It seems this body's eyes were either gouged out or suffered a serious injury before?"
"Hm? There are also knife slashes on the abdomen and chest? It seems to have been penetrated!"
"It should have been caused by a very fast slash in an instant, but it's not a fatal injury. It should be curable in a Hospital!"
Izuna carefully touched parts of the body with his hand. He found that although this body was slender, its strength was not small at all.
He could feel the explosive power of the body's muscles with just a slight movement.
Moreover, his hands had a thick layer of calluses, and his fingers were quite rough. It seemed he was a good swordsman in his previous life!
"Hiss! So painful!"
Izuna groaned in pain, turning his head slightly, trying to sort out the influx of memories, but found his mind filled with chaos and blur.
The intense sounds of fighting, shouting, and explosions on the battlefield surged into his consciousness like a tide, making his thoughts even more chaotic, and he felt as if the whole world was spinning.
He felt as if he was in a huge vortex, unable to break free.
Those memory fragments, like cold arrows, shot deep into his soul, causing him an unbearable pain.
Izuna's consciousness began to blur, feeling as if it was being swallowed by those chaotic memories. His body trembled uncontrollably, and cold sweat soaked his clothes, sticking to his skin.
In an instant!
He was somewhat unable to distinguish between reality and illusion, and his breathing became rapid!
After an unknown period, Izuna suddenly let out an 'ah' and struggled out of his daze.
"What the hell is all this? How did I suddenly gain so many memories?"
"Could it be that I've been reborn like in those novels?"
Izuna cursed.
'No, no, I have to get out quickly. If I stay any longer, I'll probably suffocate to death in this coffin!'
His thoughts returned to his current predicament. He gritted his teeth, pushed his legs upwards against the coffin lid, then used his waist to exert all his strength to push upwards.
However, the coffin lid remained motionless, as if firmly locked by an invisible force.
I'm really going to die!
The coffin must have been covered with a lot of soil, which was why he couldn't push open the lid.
Now he really felt like he was going to be buried alive and suffocated. This broken coffin must have been buried very deep.
"Damn it!" Izuna roared, his voice echoing in the small space.
Suddenly, an unusual tremor surged within Izuna's body. A powerful force seemed to be quietly awakening within him.
This energy spread rapidly like a torrent, circling and surging around him, bringing faint rays of light.
At this critical moment of life and death, Izuna couldn't care about anything else. He had only one thought—to survive! To save his life!
"Ah..."
Izuna shouted loudly, his legs pushing hard. Under the influence of this power, the originally solid coffin lid actually began to slowly deform. Wood chips flew everywhere under the impact of the energy, scattering onto his face along with the soil falling from above.
Ignoring the pain in his body's cells, he continued to push the coffin lid with force.
"Crack..."
Finally, with a deafening roar, the coffin lid completely shattered, and wood chips and soil flew everywhere.
Izuna took the opportunity to leap up, his body breaking free from the opening in the coffin, and directly jumped onto the ground.
"It hurts so much, it was a bit strenuous. Did I pull a muscle?"
He stumbled upon landing, Izuna fell heavily to the ground, looking disheveled.
He fell face first, getting a mouthful of mud!
"At least I'm out. This God really likes to play jokes on me!" Izuna struggled to turn over, sighing heavily. What kind of situation was this?
Resurrection from the dead!
Well, if he was alive, he was alive, but he started by being buried alive, and this body was also blind.
If he really transmigrated, he would probably be the unluckiest transmigrator.
Forget it, let's take it one step at a time!
Izuna struggled to stand up slowly, supporting himself with a thick tree.
Although his vision was enveloped in darkness at this moment, his senses were exceptionally sharp, as if he could penetrate the darkness and capture every subtle change around him.
He heard the gurgling sound of water not far away, and the sound was exceptionally clear in the quiet night.
He composed himself, took a deep breath of the cold air, and felt his mind clear up a bit.
Relying on his hearing and touch, he cautiously followed the sound of the water and slowly walked over.
It was a dark and windy night, the night sky was like ink, and the occasional cool breeze made Izuna feel a chill.
After walking for nearly five minutes, the sound of water got closer and closer, as if it was right in front of him.
Izuna slowed his pace, squatted down, and gently touched the cold river water with his hand.
The river water was exceptionally cold, and a chill spread through his fingertips. He lowered his head without hesitation, not caring if it was clean or not,
"I'm dying of thirst," and then buried his face in the water, drinking with loud gulps.
The cool river water moistened his throat, washing away all his fatigue and thirst.
Izuna drank a lot in one go, stopping only when he felt his stomach full.
He raised his head, wiped the water droplets from his face with his hand, took a deep breath, and felt much more refreshed.
"Hm? Oh no!"
Izuna felt a wave of dizziness and a splitting headache. Just as he was about to turn and leave, he stumbled and fell directly into the river water.
Not far away.
Two adult men stared at each other in horror, as if they had seen something strange. One stammered, pointing into the distance: "I... I... didn't see wrong, did I...?"
The other man also trembled with both hands, swallowing a mouthful of saliva and saying: "No... you didn't... see wrong... it's Izuna... how... did he come back to life?"
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