Chapter 2

"Ow, ow, ow!" Feeble cries echoed in the drafty, narrow room.

A woman tightly embraced the child in her arms, using a tattered blanket to shield the child from the cold wind seeping through the doors and windows.

The room was dim, just like the gloomy atmosphere. An oil lamp flickered, seemingly about to go out at any moment.

"Ow, ow, ow!" Tang San tried to make a sound again, but could only produce this basic cry.

He had been in this world for a few days, yes, only a few days. He had just been born, about three days ago. Yet, he already felt a deep sense of foreboding.

As a former god king, he had given up everything to pursue his reincarnated wife. Just as his divine consciousness was about to fade, he received a faint感应, and thus, he came to this world.

No matter how powerful he had been in his past life, he was now just a baby. The most precious thing he had was his memories from his previous life, but the most tragic thing was that no matter how strong his memories were, they could not change his fragile and delicate little body.

Three days old, he was drinking the meager milk from his mother in this world, and he still couldn't understand the language of this world. After all, that would take time. However, he clearly felt that the world he had been reborn into was even more difficult than he had imagined.

In his past life, he was born into a blacksmith's family, and his father was a hidden powerful figure. He himself also had great talent. But now, his biggest concern was whether he could survive.

The long journey through the universe had left his divine consciousness barely able to hold onto his memories. Beyond that, he could do nothing. Yet, he could also feel how pitiful his tiny body was.

His mother, due to long-term malnutrition, had caused his reborn body to be severely malnourished. Even his cries were very weak.

In his past life, he had children, and he knew how a normal child should cry. But now, even crying was a struggle. It seemed like he could die at any moment.

Although he had never expected to be reborn into a family with a silver spoon, he hadn't thought it would be this bad. A god king reborn, always on the brink of death, wouldn't that mean everything was over? A novel wouldn't even need a chapter to end?

However, in these brief three days, he had still felt some things and gained some understanding of this world. The reason he felt his situation was dire was closely related to this understanding.

He was still human, at least similar to the humans in his former world. However, in this world, humans seemed to be very lowly beings, in simple terms, slaves! Slaves to higher races. That's why things were so miserable.

Three days had passed, and he hadn't seen his father in this world. He had only been living with his mother. Every day, other ragged humans would secretly bring a little food to his mother, which allowed them to survive.

Everyone's expressions were blank, or rather, numb. It seemed they had long been accustomed to their current situation.

Tang San, after all, had memories from his past life, and his divine consciousness made his soul in this world stronger than a normal person's. The main reason he hadn't learned the language of this world was that these humans rarely spoke or communicated. Even when they did, it was just a few simple words.

Am I really in a bad situation? Tang San's lips twitched, and he couldn't help but cry "ow, ow" again.

Xiao Wu, if you have a spirit in your reincarnation, please protect your husband! Don't ask for anything else, just protect your husband so he can survive. Otherwise, we really won't be able to reunite as a family.

His weak body made him fall into a deep sleep again without realizing it. Such a dazed and confused life lasted for a whole month.

Every day, he drank a little milk from his mother, and he didn't starve to death. But his tiny body was undoubtedly still very weak. According to Tang San's perception of his body, those fragile little meridians! That weak little body! It had been almost a month, and his weight was probably only about five or six pounds, similar to a normal newborn in his past life.

"Bang!" The fragile door suddenly opened, and this was the loudest sound Tang San had heard since coming to this world. He instinctively opened his eyes to look.

A muscular figure squeezed through the door, and Tang San couldn't help but stare.

Because this was really not a human. In his former world, he had seen many strange creatures, but this one was definitely something new. The figure that squeezed in was male, with a human-like body, standing over two meters tall, but with a wolf's head. Fangs protruded, and he carried a faintly pungent smell. His strong physique almost broke the door frame.

"A month, give him to me." The wolfman growled at Tang San's mother in this world.

Tang San's mother clutched him tightly, and tears instantly streamed down her eyes.

A month had passed, and Tang San could finally understand some of the language in this world. At this moment, he had a feeling that was hard to describe.

The wolfman clearly wanted him, but what did he want him for? To eat?

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