Just when the young man was anxious, there was a cry of a baby in the delivery room, and a happy look appeared on the man's face.

"Damn...it hurts me, I don't know how to lighten it..." Our protagonist scolded the fat nurse who was holding him, but this scolding spread to the outside world but turned into the cry of a baby.

"Yes, this time-travel is still a reincarnation type... It looks like I'm going to pretend to be a little brat for many years..." Our protagonist raised his little hand and looked at it.

"Fangzi! Are you alright..." At this time, the man outside the delivery room rushed in, took the child from the nurse and looked at it, and said to the woman on the bed, "Fangzi, look, this is ours. child……"

"I'm fine, Yuta, have you named the baby?" the woman on the hospital bed said, looking at the baby in the man's arms.

"Well... I've already thought about it, Qiye... Jiuzhong Qiye..." The man called Yuta said as he looked at the baby in his arms.

"Is it Jiuzhong Qiye? A very nice name..." The woman murmured while looking at Qiye.

"It's so sleepy...let's sleep for a while..." The baby's body was not fully developed yet, and after looking at it for a while, Qiye felt a burst of drowsiness.

………………

Twelve years later, in the courtyard of a certain Japanese-style building, Qiye was wielding the wooden sword in his hand vigorously, constantly smashing the wooden stake in front of him.

"888...900...950...989..."

Seven nights kept waving the wooden sword in his hand, using various basic slashing moves to keep hitting the wooden stakes.

"...999...1000..."

"Huh..." Qiye wiped the sweat from his forehead with a sigh of relief, and said, "Nine Layer... At first I thought it would be an absolute double-edged world, but it turns out that there is no such stunt at all..."

Twelve years have passed, and Qiye has grown from a baby to a teenager. He inherited the excellent genes of his parents. Although he is only twelve years old, Qiye has a handsome appearance that does not fit this age group, and his height is also far away. The super peers reached 1 meters, and the deep eyes made people unable to think that this was a twelve-year-old child.

During these years, Qiye has used various channels to inquire about famous events in this world, but as time goes by, Qiye's original conjectures about this world have been overturned one by one, and the result is until now I can't figure out which anime world I live in...

Today is the day before the middle school starts. Qiye is exercising in his yard as usual. The wisdom of an adult allows him to use his own advantages. Now after several years of training, Qiye can swear that I can play five.

"Seven nights! School starts tomorrow, how are you preparing?"

Just when Qiye was immersed in the memories of these years, a voice came from the side.

The Second Dimension of the Underworld God

"Oh...it's Zhenichi, the textbooks and school uniforms that were sent out the day before yesterday were all packed up this morning..." Qiye turned to look at the person who came.

The person who came was a young man with huang-colored short hair, and his hearty smile seemed to have nothing to worry about. Xingu Zhenyi was the name of the young man.

"Yes, after all, it's Seven Nights..." Xin Guzhen touched her head and said, "Tomorrow is the time for us to enter Chengjiao Garden, and I'm still a little excited when I think about it. I heard that the school has various That kind of weird talk..."

"Weird talk is all a lie. Don't think about it seriously, Zhenyi. It's all accidents and coincidences. As a result, the rumors intensified, and it became a so-called weird talk~" Qiye looked excited. Xingu Zhenyi hit with a blow.

"Ah...Although I know it's true, but you have to have some fantasies, otherwise it will be boring..." Xingu Zhenyi shrugged and said, "Just like you in Qiye, the classmates in the class say you are too cold. I'm not interested in anything..."

"Che, how could I have any interest in a bunch of children's playthings!" Qiye recalled the elementary school life he had just spent, and said with a frown.

"Ding Dong, the novice gift package has been distributed successfully, please check the host yourself..."

"Che... It's like you're not a child..." Xingu Zhenyi struck mercilessly.

"Alright, alright, it's getting late today, I'm almost ready for dinner, you'd better pack up first, otherwise it will be embarrassing if you forget to bring something to make a joke tomorrow..." Qiye suddenly heard the long-lost The system voice quickly found an excuse to send Xingu Zhenyi away.

"It's been twelve years, and the flowers I've been waiting for have to be thankful..." Qiye whispered excitedly as he looked at Xingu Zhenyi's distant figure.

"Newbie Pack: Race Transformation Potion (Ming)*1"

After returning to the room, Qiye took out the novice gift bag and opened it, and said dejectedly: "I'm going...that's all, it's the promised artifact!"

"Racial transformation potion: After use, it will be transformed into the underworld, and the underworld talent will be obtained. (Friendly reminder: in order to be recognized by the underworld race, the prerequisite for becoming a god of the underworld must be the underworld race)"

"Okay, it looks like this unknown body has to be drunk..." Qiye looked at the unknown body in his hands and hesitated for a while, then poured it into his mouth with a heart.

"Gollum...gollum..."

As the unknown body entered Qiye's belly, a violent tearing sensation quickly came.

"Ah! The medicine is poisonous!!" Qiye said, clenching his teeth and holding on.

As the potion started to work, Qiye was like the whole body was crushed and reorganized by a stone mill. His body underwent drastic changes. From time to time, dark impurities were removed from the body, and gradually Qiye was covered with a Layer black coat.

"Huh! I almost couldn't hold on, it really hurts..." This time the change came and went quickly. It didn't take long for the severe pain to pass, and Qiye said while panting: "Look. It looks like I have to take a bath, it smells really bad..."

"Ding Dong, the race has been transformed successfully, the human growth template has been changed, and now the race is the underworld..."

"...I'm afraid that the legendary washing of tendons and changing marrow is probably the effect..." Qiye said with a wave of his arms, feeling the power in his body.

Name: Kuju Seven Nights

Race: Hades

Age: 12

Height: 163cm

Rank: Wandering Soul

Comprehensive Combat Strength: 1.0 (0.5 for ordinary humans)

Talent: Eye of True Sight

The Eye of True Sight: The underworld racial talent, can see the soul.

"Well~ I know that the improvement this time is a bit big, but the combat power has actually broken through to 1 point. Although the system said that before the combat power ⑤, the progress will be very fast, but I worked hard for three years to increase the combat power to 0.7. I didn't expect this small Just a bottle of potion, let me break through..." Qiye looked at the attribute panel and complained: "Should I say that the Ming clan is too strong, or that the human clan is too trash?"

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