My Reincarnation Seems to Have Failed?

My reincarnation seems to have failed?Author: Pineapple Pineapple Pineapple

The survivors after the nuclear calamity, the destroyers of the star annihilation, the recluses who claim to save the world, when these civilizations that have lost their homes converge into a new world, will the new round of destruction be far behind?

Chapter 1 dream

In the morning, it rained heavily.

A thunder blasted outside the window. In the dim room, Fang Jue slowly opened his eyes. He looked at the familiar ceiling and fell into deep thought.

He had a long dream.

In the dream he is a warrior, fighting on the battlefield all the year round.

Fighting, getting injured, recuperating, recovering and back on the battlefield.

Day after day, in a constant cycle.

Until the moment before the dream ended, he was still fighting.

And the reason for the end is not because of any turning point, but because of a strong hunger.

He was woken up by hunger.

In fact, this is a very normal phenomenon. After all, dreams are like this. Most of the time, they do not start and turn. It may be out of an unconscious fantasy, or it may be a manifestation of desire, which does not require logic at all.

What really made him care was that he remembered every detail of the dream very clearly.

How to fight, like efficient killing, how to use various moves, and even how to learn these moves.

It felt like it was not a dream, but his past experience.

goo—

The sound of protest from his stomach interrupted Fang Jue's thoughts.

He subconsciously wanted to get out of bed, but at the moment of the action, a strong sense of weakness struck him, causing him to lie down again.

what happened?

Fang Jue suddenly came back to his senses.

He couldn't remember when he came home, changed his clothes, or went to bed.

Rather, his last memory is of physical training at school.

He remembers that he was just starting to warm up, running around the 800-meter track for less than two laps, and then... no more.

So, this passed out while running?

Because of lack of energy?

If this is the case, then the shameful responsibility of the Secret Martial Arts Academy this year is undoubtedly him.

Fang Jue's eyes twitched, and then he let out a breath and began to adjust his breathing at a strange frequency according to the memory in the dream.

Soon, the weakness began to subside, and the strength returned little by little.

After nearly 5 minutes passed, he turned over and got up and walked out of the room.

……

……

Fang Jue lived on two floors, and his room was on the second floor. When he walked to the stairs, a burly figure came up from the first floor, and the two looked at each other.

The air was quiet for two seconds, and the latter strode up the stairs and rushed towards Fang Jue in a bear hug: "Ajue, you're finally awake! You're worrying about me, ah ah ah-"

Before he finished speaking, Fang Jue put his hand on the outstretched wrist and gently moved it to the side.

The latter only felt a strange traction entangled in him, causing him to lean forward involuntarily, slipping five or six steps before regaining his stability.

The strong man turned around and looked at Fang Jue with an incredible look on his face: "Brother, what's the matter with you? Was taken away? Or reborn?"

Fang Jue didn't answer, but gently sniffed: "The taste of meat, Feiyun, did you eat it?"

Having said that, he has already walked down the stairs to the first floor.

Wen Feiyun looked at the friend who seemed to be a little different. He suppressed his doubts and followed: "It's chicken porridge. If you wake up a little later, it will be my breakfast."

……

In the living room, Fang Jue drank the porridge in small sips, and he asked, "Did you buy this chicken?"

The person in front of him was his classmate. He guessed that the other party knew that there was no one in his family, so he came to take care of him specially.

"Where can I afford it?"

Wen Feiyun rolled his eyes.

In this day and age, fresh meat is very expensive, and sometimes money may not be able to buy it.

Therefore, this pot of porridge with half a chicken is already considered a luxury.

"It was sent by an old housekeeper. For three consecutive days, one chicken a day. In addition, there is this mansion..."

Wen Feiyun put down the bowl and looked at Fang Jue with suspicious eyes: "You always pretend to be poor? Are you actually a child of a rich family?"

It does look like that.

This is not the case.

Fang Jue shook his head: "That's the housekeeper of a friend of mine, and the friend lent me this place to live in. If the chicken is a chicken, it should be an advance payment to me, right?"

"remuneration?"

Wen Feiyun was a little unclear.

Fang Jue didn't explain, but asked, "When you say three days in a row, do you mean I slept for three days?"

Wen Feiyun nodded.

"...No wonder I'm so hungry."

Fang Jue was stunned, and he asked suspiciously, "What's the matter with me?"

Hearing this question, Wen Feiyun's expression became strange: "You fainted on the training ground with a fever, and the fever didn't subside until last night. The doctor said you were overworked."

Fang Jue understood the other party's expression.

This friend thinks this 'overwork' is caused by that half of the warm-up exercise.

He frowned: "Does Xiaoxi know?"

Wen Feiyun looked helpless: "We have tried to hide it, but that little guy is more sensitive than we expected, even with the help of Tinkerbell, he still didn't hide it."

expected situation.

Fang Jue sighed: "What did she say?"

Wen Feiyun replied: "She just asked about your condition, and she didn't ask any more after knowing that your fever was caused by overtraining."

Fang Jue was silent for a while, and he asked, "Does she believe it?"

Wen Feiyun replied, "Little Ding-Dang said she didn't believe it."

Fang Jue: "...I'll explain to her later."

Wen Feiyun looked at him helplessly, and then asked, "What's the matter with your actions just now?"

Fang Jue replied simply: "I learned it in a dream. If you are interested, I can teach you."

"...I don't want to say it."

Wen Feiyun stood up, he observed Fang Jue for a while, and reminded: "Take a rest at home for two days, take care of your body, next week will be the blessing ceremony."

Fang Jue replied with a smile, "I'm measured."

This means not ready to rest.

Wen Feiyun didn't say anything, he turned and walked towards the front door: "The rest of the chicken is in the refrigerator, and there is a fish, which was brought by Ding-Dang, remember to thank her when you look back."

"understood."

Fang Jue waved his hand.

The sound of the door closing came, and the room became quiet again.

Fang Jue drank the porridge silently, until the clay pot bottomed out, but he still didn't feel full.

This is the effect of breathing.

Each cycle can drive the qi and blood in the body to circulate, absorb energy with higher efficiency, and then transport it to the place where it is needed.

However, his current body is too weak, and there is no place where energy is not lacking, so one porridge is simply not enough.

But he wasn't ready to eat it.

Because his weakness is from the inside out, as soon as he comes up, he runs his internal organs at a high load, which is killing him.

If you want to become a strong person, you need many elements, the most indispensable of which is self-discipline.

In addition, there is another reason why he can't continue to eat.

That is, he has to go to the little ancestor to report.

Chapter 2 The Old Deacon

When Fang Jue walked out of the house, the rainstorm still showed no sign of stopping.

He held up his umbrella and stood on the side of the road in front of the door and waited for a while, and soon a black car came from a distance and slowly stopped in front of him.

People who don't know might think it's his driver, but in fact, it's a door-to-door debt collector.

Fang Jue put away his umbrella, opened the back seat door and got in.

Besides him, there was only one person in the car, who was sitting in the driver's seat, an old man with gray hair in a black deacon uniform.

When Fang Jue closed the car door, the old man turned his head and smiled and said, "Is the chicken taste okay? That's Hetian chicken, and it's not available in the market."