Socially anxious me transmigrated to a world of cultivation.

A gentle breeze swept across the land, rustling the lush green grass and the sparse, dense trees.

A clear river, with gentle ripples spreading as a breeze blows.

Suddenly, a man lying on the grass by the river slowly opened his eyes, looking at everything in front of him with a dazed expression.

Once the man saw what was happening in front of him, he suddenly scrambled to his feet from the grass.

Then he kept looking around and muttering to himself.

"Where am I? Wasn't I hit by a car?"

This person was Su Fan, who had just been hit by a car. He could clearly remember the pain that came over his body after being hit by the car.

The scene before him left Su Fan puzzled, unsure of what had happened.

However, after a moment of confusion, Su Fan seemed to have thought of something and muttered to himself.

"Could this be heaven? Otherwise, why wouldn't I feel any discomfort in my body?"

After saying that, Su Fan became even more certain that this was paradise, then smiled bitterly and said.

"I never imagined that heaven really exists."

After feeling no discomfort in his body, Su Fan slowly walked to the riverbank, reached out his hands into the water, and intended to wash his face.

However, Su Fan was stunned when he saw the reflection of the person in the river.

After a while, Su Fan reached out and touched his face. Seeing the figure in the river making the same gesture, he realized that this person was him.

What stunned Su Fan was the appearance of the figure in the water, which resembled him at around sixteen years old.

After a long while, Su Fan sorted out his complicated thoughts and said softly.

"How come I've become younger after arriving in Heaven?"

Just as Su Fan was marveling at how good this feature of Paradise was, a mocking voice rang out behind him.

"Look, there's a fool by the river, making strange gestures towards the water."

When Su Fan heard someone speaking, his body visibly stiffened, his social anxiety instinctively making him want to get away from the crowd.

Then Su Fan lifted his face, which was close to the river, without daring to look back at the person who had spoken. He turned and walked away quickly, but the voice of the person who had spoken earlier came from behind him again.

"What an idiot! He heard a sound and ran away."

After running until he could no longer hear the person's voice, Su Fan quickly hid under a big tree, breathed a slight sigh of relief, and said.

"Why is there anyone here?"

After saying that, Su Fan wanted to slap himself, muttering to himself.

"Isn't that obvious? If I can come to Heaven, then others can too. I'm not the only human being here."

However, after calming down, Su Fan suddenly realized that he didn't seem to understand a single word the person had said.

It's just because of my social anxiety that I want to get away from people when I hear them talking.

Moreover, although he didn't understand what the person meant, Su Fan could tell from the tone of the person's voice that it wasn't something nice.

His ability to discern other people's tone of voice is largely thanks to his wonderful father.

Su Fan's father liked to play cards. If he lost, he would say all sorts of unpleasant things in a very unpleasant tone, accompanied by impatience.

But if he won, his joyful words would echo throughout every room as soon as he stepped into the house.

If it's a draw, he won't show any expression, but when he speaks, he'll say something like, "You've wasted my time."

Therefore, Su Fan learned to read people's expressions from a young age and dared not offend his father.

Otherwise, at best you'll get a verbal scolding, at worst you'll get beaten up.

When Su Fan was little, he usually didn't dare to speak out when he was wronged. He could only curl up and cry silently when he slept.

However, Su Fan didn't think too much about not understanding what the person was saying. He figured the person was probably from a different place and was speaking a dialect.

Thinking of this, Su Fan gently patted his chest and whispered.

"That scared me to death. It seems that even in heaven, you still have to interact with people."

The thought of this situation gave Su Fan a headache; right now, the last thing he wanted to do was interact with people.

After being kicked out, Su Fan felt a rare sense of ease and freedom while staying in the rented room.

He thought he would live out his life like that, but he never expected to have a car accident, and he never expected that he would actually save that little girl.

Recalling the scene, Su Fan felt a wave of fear, wondering where he got the courage to rush out.

"I hope that little girl is alright."

At this moment, Su Fan also remembered whether the little girl was injured after he pushed her away. Now he could only pray silently in his heart, after all, he was already in heaven and could not do anything.

Su Fan shook his head, no longer thinking about the people from his past life, but instead thinking about how he would spend his time in heaven.

After all, Su Fan had never experienced any of this, and he didn't know how long he would stay in heaven before being reincarnated.

In fact, Su Fan was not very willing to be reincarnated, as he was unsure whether he would carry the memories of his previous life with him.

If that were really the case, Su Fan would rather rot in heaven than have any more contact with people.

Moreover, in Su Fan's understanding, staying in heaven would probably mean not feeling physical pain or hunger.

As long as Su Fan avoids those who, like him, come to Heaven, this place will be perfect.

However, just as Su Fan was thinking this, his stomach rumbled at an inopportune moment, sending signals from his stomach to every part of his body.

Upon realizing this, Su Fan froze on the spot, clearly feeling the emptiness in his stomach.

Moreover, every part of his body was conveying a sense of powerlessness, and his mind was urging him to hurry up and find something to eat.

It was only at this moment that Su Fan realized that this might not be heaven.

If this isn't heaven, then where is it? Have we traveled through time?

Thinking of this, Su Fan felt a little annoyed that he hadn't secretly looked at the person who was speaking.

Now I'm completely baffled and have no idea where to find food.

Just as Su Fan was feeling troubled, he suddenly noticed a fruit tree not far away.

Su Fan gazed at the bright red fruit on the tree, licked his lips, and swallowed.

After looking around and finding no one in sight, he dared to run towards the fruit tree.

A moment later, Su Fan arrived at the fruit tree and found that there was only this one fruit tree there.

It must not have been planted by someone else, but rather is a wild fruit tree.

Once Su Fan understood this, he became bolder, hugged the fruit tree with both hands, and slowly climbed up the tree.

This fruit tree isn't very tall or very thick; it's only about twice the size of a typical apple tree.

Before long, Su Fan climbed up the fruit tree and quickly reached out to grab the fruit.

Just as Su Fan picked the fruit and put it in his mouth, a melodious voice rang out from under the tree.

"Don't eat that fruit, it will kill you."