A chegada perfeita: renasci como o escolhido

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A rented apartment off campus, bathroom.

The shower was running, spraying mist wildly into the air.

Fu Chen woke in a daze, instinctively rubbing his aching head as he struggled to rise from the slippery floor.

Cold droplets pelted his body, making him shiver uncontrollably. "Ah... so cold!"

But as soon as the words left his lips, Fu Chen froze in disbelief. "Cold? How can I feel cold if I’m already dead?"

He stared blankly at the showerhead, then at the bathroom around him, and finally at his slender, agile hands.

Suddenly, Fu Chen bolted from the bathroom, grabbed the phone lying by the bedside, and stared intently at the screen.

The time displayed: August 10th, 2024, 20:36.

He surveyed the familiar rented room, identical to the one in his memories.

Finally, Fu Chen was certain: "I’ve been reborn—back to the very day of the Advent."

In his previous life, something happened on this very night that forever altered the trajectory of human civilization.

At midnight, some young people, asleep in their beds, were inexplicably transported to a completely unfamiliar world.

After enduring initial panic, speculation, peril, and desperate flight, they ultimately faced death.

Only then did they discover that it was merely their souls that had arrived—it was impossible to truly die there.

It was then they learned the name of this place: the Perfect Continent, a world vast, fantastical, and inscrutably mysterious.

With the threat of death gone, pe