CHAPTER 52: CHAPTER 49: ABOVE THE MIST, THE CLOUD WORLD!

If given a chance to restart life, I believe no one would refuse.

Previously, Zhu Zhengwei was a prime example of this.

After all, there are countless regrets in one’s life, even someone as young as Zhu Zhengwei in his early twenties wishes to reboot his life, let alone an elderly person nearing the end of his days.

At this moment, Zeng Ciwen’s lips moved, his pupils dilated.

He looked around, and it seemed as if time in his ward had been frozen, with everyone inside remaining completely still.

"Am I dreaming?"

He thought in confusion.

Zhu Zhengwei did not answer, only slightly furrowing his brows.

He saw a soul that was nearly disintegrated, exhausted, and on the brink of death.

Just as reported online, he was about to pass away peacefully. If I hadn’t arrived in time, he probably wouldn’t have lasted a few more days.

"I’ve arrived just in time."

"The ecosystem of Minecraft indeed requires a modern 21st-century expert in biological genetic engineering to transform into a Witch practicing the ’Raising Gu and Taming Beasts’ section of the Sutra of All Living Creatures, conducting the supernatural evolution of species in an ancient prehistoric lab on an island."

Zhu Zhengwei silently sensed the Mobile Dream Net above, immediately establishing connections with nodes from several new servers, bridging them, and pulling a server channel over.

"Open."

Zhu Zhengwei slightly parted his lips.

"What is that??"

The next second, Zeng Ciwen widened his eyes, looked up, and witnessed an unforgettable scene.

Boom...

Rumble!!

Like thunder shaking the air, a deafening roar echoed.

A huge and magnificent Mobile Dream Net appeared like a massive snow-white cloud towering over the hospital, blocking out the sky and covering the sun, like a myriad of clouds.

And in that immense white consciousness cloud, one could vaguely make out rivers, mountains, seas, swaying Immortal Herbs, blooming flowers, grand city structures, and the bustling silhouettes of people.

Soft and fragmented sounds of nature echoed from within it.

The sounds of wind, rain, water, and an inexplicable clear children’s rhyme came from the vast cloud, as if a splendid and fantastic majestic world resided there.

He tried to make sense of the mysterious world of mountains and seas above the clouds, a flurry of strange thoughts flooding his mind, he involuntarily said, "Am I really dying, is it the Ancient Celestial Court, or the Underworld?"

Whoosh!!

From above the cloud, a powerful soul force was drawn down, transforming into a ray of brilliance descending onto the hospital, like a pure white sword’s ray, it slowly infused into the old man’s body, nourishing the withered soul.

In that moment, Zeng Ciwen only felt as if his entire being was gradually brimming with vitality.

Zhu Zhengwei felt a sense of relief.

Connected to the Mobile Dream Net, drawing vast quantities of air and soul energy from the "server cloud" to nourish, this life was temporarily saved.

...

In the ward.

Zheng Weiwei stood there, her face full of puzzlement.

Clearly, she thought she had brought the energy back, but how was it supposed to be transferred?

In the end, what exactly is this energy?

It all seemed so beyond understanding.

But in the next second, the elderly man sleeping on the hospital bed began to shudder violently in his sleep.

Zheng Weiwei was also momentarily stunned, then overjoyed: Could it be the energy had passed through??

"Doctor, doctor!"

The people around noticed the anomaly and urgently shouted, and several doctors rushed into the ward.

Soon, as white light shone down, a group of doctors began checking out various data.

"The heart rate is actually accelerating."

"The patient’s brain consciousness is in intense activity."

...

At this moment.

Zeng Ciwen found himself in a marvelous state.

He was able to clearly see the doctors and nurses outside performing resuscitation, as if through an enormous transparent glass, quietly watching them.

"Who are you really??"

He turned his head to look at the mysterious handsome young man in front of him, adorned with a tear mole at the corner of his eye, with a perfectly proportioned physique that gave off an ethereal, celestial air.

"Are you King Yama?"

"Am I experiencing my life flashing before my eyes?"

Zeng Ciwen maintained a façade of calmness, taking a deep breath and said, "Does the world truly have mystical forces, really possess the Underworld, Fengdu Ghost City, are you here to take me away?"

It was straight to the point with those three questions of principle.

Yet Zhu Zhengwei could also empathize, maintaining composure in the face of such unexplainable events was indeed extremely commendable.

"Fengdu, Underworld, is it?"

Zhu Zhengwei also looked out at the rescuing doctors with him, this was a method of Spiritual Vision, the soul perceiving the outside, the method of dreams becoming ever more proficient.

He became calm:

"Fengdu Underworld, if you truly wish to say it like this, then perhaps it is indeed so."

After all, the underworld in mythological tales is where souls reside, and the Dream Net World before him seems to share a similar nature.

Zhu Zhengwei stopped thinking about irrelevant things and started to handle the proper business.

Wow!

Everything around was transparent and illusory.

Behind Zhu Zhengwei seemed to be a vast world.

Standing in front of that world, his pure eyes seemed to contain infinite mysteries, softly saying:

"Who I am doesn’t matter. In bygone times, people often called us by various names, without any so-called fixed title."

Zhu Zhengwei pointed to the sky, getting to the point: "No need to ask the reason in detail. I only ask, if you are willing, you can go to that world and return to the moment of your birth, shedding the decaying body, and live life anew, returning to your childhood family... If unwilling, I will turn and leave, it’s that simple."

"Return to the moment of birth, and life returns to childhood?" His eyes widened.

As the saying goes.

The flowers may bloom again, but a man can never be young again.

Having aged to this extent, with many descendants and facing death, can he really... live a new life??

He was born during the Republic period, now 102 years old, having lived a century is already living up to his potential, older than Zheng Linshou by decades, regarded as the most legendary figure of the oldest generation. In the time of war and turmoil, his childhood was overly harsh, disasters and pain repeatedly occurred, and his parents, siblings, relatives, and friends are long gone!

If he could be resurrected now by this mysterious entity before him, taken to another time and space, would those dead relatives and friends also come back to life?

If the family can’t be resurrected, how could it be said one could return to childhood?

"I won’t deceive you."

Zhu Zhengwei seemed to see his hesitative expression, "You will return to the moment you were born as a baby, the very beginning of life, they will also resurrect, and join you in going to that world."

Zeng Ciwen was stunned.

Even they would resurrect and be with me....

In an instant, his eyes reddened, his whole body trembled!

His heart, which had completely accepted death, was ignited, only feeling an incredible, magical, and magnificent world unfolding before him, and himself being led into it by this man, already stepping on the doorstep.

What kind of great power could reverse time and space?

Even the people around him can be resurrected and come back to life with him?

It’s terrifying to think about it, but his heart felt free, and he couldn’t help but want to laugh out loud.

"I am willing."

Zeng Ciwen’s eyes were sharp and intense, immediately agreeing without hesitation.

When all’s said and done, regardless of what the other party expects, it doesn’t matter to him, because what could this old man who is at death’s door have to lose?

What’s more, his family members, those he dreamed of meeting again, the warfare and smoke, those extremely regretful events over the years have become his nightmares.

People say he is free-spirited, indifferent to life and death, without regrets, but who knows he also often sighs in old age, the older he gets, the more he can’t help but look back on his life, and has thought if life could restart...

Zeng Ciwen paused, but earnestly said: "May I ask, sir, is there any cost?"

"Cost?"

Zhu Zhengwei turned around, looked out the window of the ward, the sunlight shone on his face, as if he were an exceptionally charismatic ancient immortal, "You will know soon."

Zhu Zhengwei turned and left,

"However, I must remind you, your soul will descend to that world, reality will still persist, but after waking you will hardly remember, only some scattered fragments."

Upon hearing this, Zeng Ciwen only felt indeed it was Fengdu, something like the Underworld.

The soul goes, dreams enter Fengdu?

After awakening, the memories from the underworld can’t be brought to the mortal world?

He seemed to have heard similar ancient supernatural tales.

After all, being born in that era, with many superstitious parents and surroundings, he also knew something.

Then, the cloud world looming over everyone’s head he just saw, was it the Celestial Court, or the Underworld??

"Just do some preparations."

Zhu Zhengwei completely disappeared.

Zeng Ciwen still wanted to say something, but only felt his mind was fuzzy, like swimming in a deep sea, only seeing a glimmer of light before him.

"He woke up! He finally woke up!"

"Alas, how did the old master’s complexion turn better!"

Zeng Ciwen opened his eyes, seeing several people gathered by his bedside, all looking at him with concern.

"Unbelievable, unbelievable... The body seems to have suddenly rejuvenated, yet nothing was detected, like something in the consciousness...." A medical professor was sorting various examination results, while relieved, also astonished, as if discovering some inexplicable abnormal phenomenon.

Zeng Ciwen, at this moment, only felt indeed a bit more energetic, who was almost suffering from senile dementia, speaking hesitantly, usually a beat slow, now he felt unprecedented mental clarity, and he couldn’t help but feel bewildered, thinking: "Did I just see something? But the memory is blurry again."

In his mind, faintly, it seemed as if great terror of life had occurred between life and death.

Mythology, immortals, underworld, soul-fetching, all sorts of words swirled in his mind, but on thinking carefully, it seemed as if something was isolated.

Think carefully.

Think carefully!

But he felt he couldn’t figure out what it was.

Yet heard beside him, Zheng Weiwei couldn’t help but exclaim loudly: "This breath does indeed work! The withered tree meets spring again! Yanshou saves life!"