My name is Steve, and I sound like a cube guy with a pickaxe.
But this is not the case.
Speaking from my experience as a great fire magician for twenty-five years in my previous life, I have travelled through time.
Really super exciting.
Fortunately, the soul travel in the novel saves me the trouble of my identity in this world.
As for where I came from before?
Of course, from the earth!
Although this place looks similar to the Earth.
When he woke up in a small house, Steve didn't complain because he discovered in his scattered memories that this was New York!
Having a small house like this should be pretty good, right?
Steve comforted himself.
Even though he had no money, he only had a few snacks left home.
I don't know how my predecessor lived in such an environment!
It's New York! And it's very close to the city centre. It makes the house look like a sewer rat's nest.
By the way, Steve is slightly mysophobic.
After cleaning, Steve went to take a shower and sat on the bed for a long time, unable to recover.
A Centurion black card issued by American Express Bank is on the table, proving that the identity of the predecessor is anything but ordinary.
But why does "he" live in such a "rat's nest"? Steve didn't know that he had read too many novels in his previous life, and he instantly imagined a three million-word urban pretentious slap-in-the-face novel about this kind of bloody plot.
Stretching out his slender and white right hand, the moonlight did not shine through the window, but the "feasting lights" in the city shone in.
Different colours on the slightly thicker arms.
Late at night, Steve was slightly tired. His upper and lower eyelids slowly closed together, and his raised arms were put aside.
"Go to sleep." He thought, "There is no shortage of time anyway. Just think about it tomorrow."
"Hu~hu~hu~"
The quilt that smelled of dampness was lifted directly, and Steve's upper body bounced up quickly like a slingshot!
Heavy breathing continued, and the night breeze blew outside the window, calming Steve's mind.
"Damn it!"
Steve made a fist and smashed the bed!
The sound of "Bang!" was mixed with the "click" sound of the board breaking.
He put his hand against his forehead, and only a trace of sweat was on it. If he had been in the previous life, he would have looked like he had just been fished out of the water.
This physical quality is too strong for ordinary people.
And it's not that strong and can even be said to be a little thin. Steve looked at himself in the half mirror. It was hard to imagine that in a rough country like the United States, his face would have a trace of Asian delicacy.
Mixed race?
Steve didn't care and shook his head. There seemed to be something else in the damaged memory, and he wanted to recall it.
A stunning girl wearing black rabbit pyjamas and a passionate young man
The memory of this poor guy he travelled through time was so damaged that he couldn't recall much at all, and it was not coherent!
Fortunately, with his rich knowledge of novels in his previous life, he could connect the cause and effect quickly.
Although he also knows that this kind of speculation is nonsense.
Until Steve recalled again he was driving a woman into the manor in a supercar.
And the name of the estate is "Phil!"
"What the hell is that place?"
Steve frowned and continued to move forward. As a result,
"Ah ah ah ah ah!--"
"Bang bang bang!——"
There was a fishy smell of iron in his throat, his eyes were slightly red, and his head hurt so much that he almost went crazy!
Never recalled a single thing.
After a long time, he came back to his senses.
Steve turned his eyes to the bed and grinned.
From the time he was cleaning the house in the afternoon, he knew that the physical quality of this body was terrifying, even more potent than those humanoid tyrannosaurs in his previous life!
The wooden board under the mattress had long been shattered into slag, and some wooden spikes had penetrated the mattress and quilt.
He looked at his palm again. Who knows why it is so abnormal?
Could this be the legendary Qilin Arm?
Thinking about it, Steve shook his head helplessly. It was still late at night. Fortunately, the sound insulation effect of this residential building was good. Otherwise, he would be scolded to death.
Pulling the mattress and quilt to the ground, Steve lay on them again.
This "unlucky guy" should be being chased by someone, whether he is one of his own or the enemy. It's not an easy thing to solve. Otherwise, as a young man with no worries about food and clothing, there would be no one like him.
The severe pain in his skull passed, and Steve's thinking became particularly clear.
He needs information, lots of information, about the world and himself.
But in this house, except for some necessary furniture, there are few electrical appliances.
Cell phone, no. TV, no. Computer, no. The driver's license also disappeared.
Even the wallet thing doesn't exist.
Except for a few dollars found on his body and the black card found under the bed, he seemed to be a pauper with nothing.
Black card? That thing definitely won't work.
Otherwise, he will be locked up immediately. Who knows who this unlucky guy has offended?
Or run away from marriage?
Steve smiled, knowing that this was unrealistic, but in his mind, he couldn't help but think of the cute girl wearing black rabbit pyjamas.
"She is wonderful," Steve said with emotion. He had never seen such a beautiful woman in his previous life.
Since they are wearing pyjamas and "me" together, the relationship between the two of them must be very close, right?
Steve touched his chin, feeling that this was reliable.
"What's her name?" Steve scratched the back of his head and thought for a long time.
"Huh~ Forget it, maybe she is really 'my' fiancée. That would make a lot of money!"
Living in a big city like New York, the equipment in the room is no different from living in the mountains and forests. This is an incredible thing!
But combined with "his" previous experiences, Steve fell silent.
He turned over and looked out the window, "Whatever."
The moment the sun shone into the window, Steve opened his eyes! Even though he had worked hard all night yesterday, he didn't feel tired but was in high spirits.
Standing up, the muscles on his body swelled, which was quite beautiful. As soon as I put on clothes, I will look slim again.
Overall, Steve was satisfied.
Because this body is much better than his last life, he glanced at the bed that was smashed through last night
Steve's eyelids trembled. Maybe there was a lunatic institute that wanted to capture him and slice him into slices.
Get dressed and slightly smaller. But Steve looks very fashionable in his handsome appearance.
Putting on the hood, Steve touched it, and it felt good, but the green colour made him feel a little guilty.
Go out and follow the crowd, trying to find a place to get online.
Two hours later, Steve sighed and was about to go back.
As soon as he turned around, Umbrella's logo was immediately reflected on his retinas.