Regarding this, Ye Ming did not refuse.
Outside the car window was a strange city flashing by, filled with steel and neon.
But in such a world, he saw no hope.
Perhaps he would be trapped here for the rest of his life until his brief life after the soul transfer came to an end.
Finally, the vehicle stopped in front of a building that looked a bit old: Black Night City, Sunshine Orphanage.
From the conversation on the road, he understood his identity.
He was a staff member here and had also grown up here.
Those who brought him back were relatives without blood relations who grew up in this orphanage.
After getting out of the car, the elderly old warden had a concerned expression, yet couldn't hide the fear of his "resurrection" on his face.
"Xiao White… you... are you really okay?" A slightly older young man beside the warden asked cautiously, trying to support him, but Ye Ming instinctively avoided it.
The young man's hand froze in mid-air, creating a moment of awkwardness.
