Han Xiao was in a bad mood. Looking at other people's transmigration experiences, that was the normal start, right Five hundred gold coins, ten people, resources, helpers, and maybe even a former friend. Even if they didn't have those things, at least the environment was safe. If there was an enemy who wanted to kill them, they would only do it behind their backs. But him At the start of the battle, he was a lone hero, stuck in enemy territory. In a blink of an eye, the Gods sent him back to Valhalla... if such a thing existed.,What is the essence of one's existence, true life Or just a set of data Soul transmigration,"Hale, this is the manager here." The redhead glared at Han Xiao, waving his hand. "Take him down for testing, I want to see the report immediately!"。