Rebirth of Fantasy God

With a cry of "Ah!", Wang Yan sat up suddenly again in a rental house in an urban village among high-rise buildings in Hangzhou West City. Unexpectedly, he sat up too suddenly and inhaled a large breath of dust flying in the air.

"Cough, cough, cough." Wang Yan couldn't help coughing. Wang Yan fanned himself with his hands and looked around. It turned out that the bed he slept on had collapsed, so that stirred up so much dust. You know, the space under the bed has not been cleaned since he moved in. Moreover, Wang Yan also heard from the landlord that the previous tenant was also a boy, so he probably wouldn't clean under the bed. From this, it can be predicted how thick the dust under the bed would be.

After fanning himself a few times, Wang Yan felt that the air he inhaled into his lungs was not so uncomfortable anymore, and he began to recall his previous memories. As he continued to recall, Wang Yan finally remembered what Thanos had said to him. This might be Blue Star, but Wang Yan couldn't quite believe it.

After preparing himself mentally for a while, Wang Yan reached for the table beside the bed. Soon, he found what he wanted, the square-shaped mobile phone. He unlocked the phone with his fingerprint and began to look up some information that could verify where he was in the world.

After a long while, Wang Yan put down his phone excitedly. All the information he found on the Internet matched the relevant things on Blue Star in his memory. However, Wang Yan couldn't understand why he was so excited. Wang Yan vaguely guessed that there was something very important to him on Blue Star.

Now the most vivid memories in Wang Yan's mind are all what he experienced on Earth and in the prehistoric world. Everything that happened between him and Chen Xi, the second leader, and Nuwa is still so clear, as if he had really experienced it.

Wang Yan stood up and walked to the window, opened it, and wanted to look at the distant sky through the gaps between the tall buildings in the city to see whether this world was real or fake.

On summer mornings, the sun still dispels the darkness early and shines its light on the city. Feeling the heat of the sun on his body and smelling the unique scent of modern industrial civilization in the air, Wang Yan feels that all this is so real.

At this moment, Wang Yan was already 80% sure that he had returned to Blue Star. Thinking of his memories on Earth and in the prehistoric times, Wang Yan tried to mobilize the spiritual power in his body. However, Wang Yan found that he could no longer look inward, and there was no fluctuation of spiritual power in his body. Instead, because he tried too hard, Wang Yan couldn't hold it in and farted loudly.

It was already daybreak. Wang Yan, who had no habit of staying in bed, went straight to the bathroom to brush his teeth and wash his face. Only then did Wang Yan realize that he was shortsighted. If he had not traveled back in time, how could his eyes have gotten better? And if he had traveled back in time, how come his spiritual power was gone, and also the Chaos Green Lotus, the God-killing Spear, and the Imperial Seal were gone.

Returning to the doghouse where he slept, Wang Yan saw the glasses on the bedside table. He put them on his face, and the world in front of him became blurry. The discomfort in his vision made him feel nauseous and retching. Only then did Wang Yan confirm that his myopia had been cured. Wang Yan was also delighted to find that he could clearly see the time indicated on the old clock on the shabby wooden table against the wall against the bed.

"Seven forty-five. My eyes have become so good!" Wang Yan murmured in a low voice.

Wang Yan took a deep breath. Although there were many unreasonable things when he woke up this morning, the feeling of the real world, the ordinary but healthy body, and the feeling of hunger that he had not felt for a long time, Wang Yan basically believed that this was the real world.

At the same time, Wang Yan also believed that the memory in which he could fly, hide in the sky, and become the leader of the Yanhua people was just a dream, or just like Thanos said, he used the Infinity Gauntlet to send himself back here. Wang Yan kept trying to explain all those strange places in his mind. Perhaps the real world is so contradictory.

Since he was here, he might as well make the best of it. After all, Wang Yan was just an ordinary person with a stronger body at this moment. Wang Yan put on his clothes, opened the payment app on his mobile phone, and checked his balance. There was only more than 3000 yuan left. Wang Yan vaguely remembered that this savings should be enough to buy breakfast.

Wang Yan walked out of the room and just went downstairs, he started sweating because of the hot summer weather.

Following the aroma of food, Wang Yan walked along the alleys of the urban village towards the increasingly familiar steamed bun shop where he had breakfast in his memory. The urban village was not big, so Wang Yan only walked around two corners to reach the steamed bun shop in his memory.

"Boss, one basket of steamed buns and one serving of salty tofu pudding." Wang Yan sat down on a plastic stool outside the bun shop and shouted to the boss and his family who were busy inside.

While Wang Yan was enjoying breakfast which he had not eaten for almost ten thousand years, in Asgard, Wang Yan was standing blankly in the center of the formation with his eyes closed. He had been trapped in the formation of the Celestials. The formation was one of the strongest formations of the Celestials. Its name translates to "Array of Annihilation of Both Truth and Illusion". Its function was to make the people trapped in the formation face their inner obsessions. The illusion scenes were designed to make the trapped people spend their ordinary lives in the illusion. When the people in the illusion grew old and died, the people in the formation would also perish.

There was a projection above the formation, and the projection showed exactly the scene that Wang Yan was experiencing now.

Odin looked at the projection in the sky and asked Master Ancient One, "Master Supreme, why is the illusion of this invader so bland? Will he be willing to stay in the illusion? Are you sure that this formation is as powerful as the mysterious man said when he provided it to us?"

Gu Yi: "Don't worry, the formation provided by the mysterious man is aimed at living beings, and human emotions are the strongest, it is impossible to escape the illusion and truth annihilation formation. The current plot is so bland, it is just laying the groundwork for the early stage."

Odin knew that Ancient One was definitely the strongest among all the people present in terms of formation, so he suppressed his temper and continued to watch. He wanted to see how powerless this invader would feel when he saw himself slowly dying of old age after becoming a mortal.

In the projection, Wang Yan had just finished his fifth steamed dumpling when the cell phone on the small dining table rang. Wang Yan turned around and saw that it would be best to have some notes. For some reason, although Wang Yan got goose bumps when he saw the notes, he felt more like the boss had put sugar in the steamed dumpling in his mouth. The more he chewed it, the sweeter it became. At the same time, he felt his heart beating violently and an indescribable feeling of joy emerged.

Wang Yan slowly stretched out his finger and answered the ringing phone, then picked up the phone and put it to his ear. At this moment, a gust of wind blew, and the tissue paper that was originally placed under the phone was blown away by the wind. Wang Yan looked in the direction where the tissue paper was floating, wanting to see where it had floated to so that he could pick it up later.