C5

In another world, in a remote mountain village. A teenager about 15 or 16 years old was chopping down trees while sweating. He was preparing the firewood in his house and exchanging it for a few copper coins to subsidize his family. He raised the axe again and again, each time accurately slashing at the same spot, his movements were so skillful that it was astonishing. The cocoon in his hand had long since become a thick layer of wood. If it wasn't for the fact that he had a handsome face, he would have thought that it was the old man from the forest who had been chopping firewood for many years.

This woodcutter was called Tian Cheng; Gray and his grandfather, Ryan, lived in the small mountain village since childhood. The old man's legs were not very convenient, and the family was propped up by Tian Cheng, who was only fifteen years old. In order to earn a few copper coins, a man who knew no martial arts, and a man who knew no magic, Tian Cheng had to live off firewood. The currency used in this continent was copper, silver, and gold. 1 gold coin equaled 10 silver coins, 1 silver coin equaled 10 copper coins. Even the most ordinary families costed at least a few gold coins a month.

At this moment, the youth had already taken off his patched shirt, revealing his skinny body without reservation. It didn't match his proficient technique at all, but instead gave off a feeling of malnutrition.

Looking at the large pile of trees he had cut down behind him, the youth wiped his forehead and muttered in his heart, "Today, my cutting speed is much faster, fast and useless. All these years, even though I have been desperately cutting down firewood every day, my life is still very tough, and I can only blame myself for being useless. I don't know martial arts nor know magic, so I can't earn enough money for my grandfather to live a good life. However, I believe cutting wood can also help you train your body. At eighteen years old, as long as you are able to enter a school and cultivate to a martial arts level, there will come a day when I will let grandfather live a good life. " With the goal of "letting grandpa live a good life", the young man had practiced chopping wood for many years, from being unable to lift an axe to being extremely proficient in it, improving day by day. However, he didn't know that if he were to just practice like this, even if he practiced for ten years, he wouldn't be able to pass into those academies with extremely high requirements.

At this time, it was unknown when the sky had been covered by dark clouds. The originally clear and sunny day suddenly turned into a dark night. Before the youth could even react, a violent gale blew over, followed by a torrential rain. The rolling thunder seemed like it was going to shatter the entire continent. The youth ran quickly through the forest, like a rabbit that was running for its life.

"It's home in front of us!" The youth heaved a sigh of relief when he saw the small, dilapidated mud house not far away. He quickened his pace. Just as he dashed out of the forest, a snake-like bolt of lightning struck down right at the young man. Suddenly, his long black hair stood straight up from the electricity. Smoke rose from his hair, and his eyes rolled back as he powerlessly fell down.

What he did not know was that today, a new myth had slowly stood up along with his fall.

"Where is this place?" My head hurts! " The youth that just opened his eyes immediately fainted again. Who knew how many times this had happened. It had been a month since he was struck by lightning. For the past month, he had been lying in bed with a headache that had caused him to fall into a coma again and again.

He rubbed his aching head, propped himself up with difficulty and leaned against the bed. Looking at the familiar yet unfamiliar scene in front of him, the bed, the countless patches of quilts, and the somewhat damaged straw hat hanging on the wall, the youth just did not know where he was. Suddenly, a few images flashed through his mind, as if he thought of something and said to himself, "I was born this time, am I not dead? Why would he appear here? No, I was born; Gray, didn't I have to run home? "AHH!" Who the hell am I? " "With a loud cry, the youth clutched his splitting head and fell into a coma again.

It was three days later when he woke up again. When he was really prepared to feed it, the young man opened his eyes, and his eyes were a little less cloudy and clear. Looking at the old man in front of him, he felt a sense of familiarity, without any hesitation, he wrapped his arms around the old man and cried out loudly, "Grandfather, grandfather!"

At this moment, the old man that had always been strong couldn't help but shed bitter tears. During this month, the old man stayed by his grandson's side almost every day. At the end of his life, he looked even older, and that last bit of black hair had long since been replaced by silver.

The two of them hugged each other and cried for a few minutes. Finally, they looked at each other and both of them smiled. After drinking the porridge his grandfather had made, the youth's face regained some color. He casually asked a few questions before the old man walked out of the small earthen room with a smile.

He sat down on the bed and began to think, learning from the old man that this time he had been in a coma for a month and four days, and slowly the boy began to sort through the memories in his head, and soon he found that he was no longer simply a Dr. Genesis or a Genesis; Gray, the lightning had brought the earth's nature here, and succeeded in making it; Gray's soul had fused with it, and now he was both; Gray was neither a Dr. Genesis nor a Genesis; Gray.

The youth jumped off the bed, no longer thinking about the question that he could never understand. Looking at the sun in the distance, he said, "Since fate has arranged it like this, from today onwards, I will be a brand-new me, a brand-new creation of heaven."

Leaning on a stick, Tian Cheng slowly walked out of the room. The sunlight covered his entire body, and after taking in a few deep breaths of fresh air, a refreshing feeling quickly flowed through his entire body, stimulating every cell in his body. He threw away the stick in his hand and spread out his arms, fully enjoying the gentle sunlight. After a long while, Tian Cheng recovered from his intoxication. He fiddled with the grass and trees in front of him. The insects were all busy, and everything was exceptionally clear in his eyes.

"Hmm?" Tian Cheng nodded, "When did my vision become so good?" He then looked carefully at the little things and discovered that even the lines on their bodies could be clearly seen. Tian Cheng was scared by his own eyes. How was this getting better? This was simply abnormal. Then, Tian Cheng began to check the changes of his other senses. Without exception, his hearing, sense of smell, sense of taste, and sense of touch were all unbelievably strong.

Tian Cheng was stunned, he couldn't think of anything for a long time. Finally, he said, "Could it be that being struck by lightning has this benefit? Hmm, it should be so. Next time when I have the chance, I must study it a bit." He turned around, picked up the stick, and returned to the small mud hut. After all, he was still too weak right now.

The reason he was like this was because his soul was fused together by two souls. During the process of fusing, it had already mutated, which was also why he had a headache and fainted for the past month. Right now, his soul had already reached an unbelievable level of strength, and would continue to increase as his own strength increased. And because of this, his life was destined to be extraordinary.