One day in March 1942, in a simple hospital on the outskirts of Chicago.

A doctor in a white robe worked hard to rescue the newly born baby boy. While giving the baby a massage, he performed artificial respiration with his mouth.

Standing outside the ward was a tall, broad-faced man, about thirty years old, anxiously waiting for the doctor's treatment.

After several minutes, the doctor pushed the door out with regret.

"Doctor..." the man asked anxiously.

"What a pity! I did my best!" The doctor spread his hands and said with a frown.

"Ah...ah..." The man opened his mouth, but he didn't say anything.

A nurse wrapped the baby in white cloth, prepared to register the death record, and sent it to the morgue.

At this moment, a white light flashed through the window, followed by a roar.

"Thunder!" Everyone thought to themselves!

"Woo wow!" The baby in the nurse's hand suddenly cried loudly.

Everyone was shocked, and the doctor immediately took the baby from the nurse's hand and checked it carefully.

The baby's father looked nervous and stared at the doctor's movements without blinking.

"A miracle! He's alive!"

The doctor sighed that he had heard of cases similar to the resurrection of dead babies, but it was the first time he experienced it himself.

The man was overjoyed, and he hurriedly picked up the baby. He looked at the little face in his arms and laughed in tears.

At the doctor's instructions, the nurse carefully took the baby back. She wanted to wash the little guy who had escaped death and put it in the nursery room.

"Congratulations, Mr. Carpenter! Your son is completely healthy and has no symptoms of illness."

After the man calmed down, the doctor reached out and shook his hand.

Mr. Carpenter held the doctor's hand hard and said, "Yes, my son is fine! It's fine if it's fine!"

Not to mention how Mr. Carpenter told Mrs. Carpenter the baby boy who was taken to the nursery room by the nurse was staring at the things around him in a daze.

"I remember it seems like I'm dead!"

The baby boy's appearance was very calm on the surface, but there was a huge wave deep in his heart. He couldn't remember how he came here, and even how he died.

He only remembered that there was darkness without a trace of light. Suddenly, the light was bright and generous, and then he came to this world all at once.

"Am I reincarnated?"

He could only think so, otherwise there would be no explanation for his state. He tried hard to recall his memories before his death. As soon as the thoughts arose, a violent pain appeared in the middle of his forehead, accompanied by many sounds and pictures.

I don’t know how long it took, but his young body could no longer hold on. He was attacked by fatigue and fell into a deep sleep.

In his sleep, he experienced the experience of the previous life from the beginning until this life. The time in the dream was so long that when he woke up, he felt like he was a different life.

"Ah! I can never go back to my previous life, I'm reborn!"

He thought so, thinking about how to adapt to the new life, while thinking about how to use his previous life's experience.
Chapter completed!