I am an insect

"Insects that undergo complete metamorphosis go through four developmental stages in their life cycle: egg, larva, pupa, and adult, such as silkworms, bees, cabbage white butterflies, mosquitoes, and flies..."

Ji Ye lay on the hospital bed, listening to the documentary "Insect World" playing on an old-fashioned radio that could be considered an antique on the bedside table, his vision gradually blurring.

He is 101 years old this year and is a well-known centenarian. Today, he has finally reached the end of his life.

In this luxurious private hospital room, Ji Ye's bedside was surrounded by people, all of whom were his descendants.

Ji Ye had studied insects for most of his life and was an expert in the field. He had a special love for insects. At his request, even on his deathbed, the antique radio next to him was still tuned to a station that mainly explained various insects. At that moment, a documentary about insects was being broadcast.

This radio had been with him for many years; it was his treasure. He didn't know how many times it had broken down and been repaired, but he just couldn't bear to throw it away because it was a gift from his wife, even though she had passed away many years ago.

His descendants could understand why Ji Ye was reluctant to part with the radio, but they couldn't understand why their ancestor, who had lived for a century, had an almost perverse love for insects. He even said that humans were a kind of insect, that fetuses were insect eggs, humans were larvae, death was the end of the larval stage, and the corpse was the pupa. Once forty-nine days had passed, a human could emerge from the pupa and become an adult insect.

This is why, since ancient times, people have gone through the first seven days to the forty-seventh day after death.

Of course, Ji Ye's descendants did not take his ancestors' words seriously, but only thought that he had gone astray in his research on insects.

Ji Ye's organs were failing, and his vision gradually darkened, but his consciousness did not disappear; he was simply losing control and the ability to sense his body.

After a century of work, his eyes, ears, heart, and brain finally began to cease functioning one by one.

Ji Ye understood that his body was dying, and then he lost all consciousness.

From a human perspective, he is already dead.

After the doctor confirmed Ji Ye's death, the hearse arrived quickly, and Ji Ye's body was placed in a refrigerated coffin.

He suddenly realized.

"Forty-nine days have passed, and I have awakened from my pupa. This so-called humanoid bag is actually my aging body. Living humans are merely larvae, and lifeless corpses are pupae. As long as I can break free from the pupa..."

A flood of memories rushed into Ji Ye's mind.

He understood everything, and the power surging from his consciousness grew stronger and stronger. He could even feel endless power surging towards him from the surrounding air.

The humanoid bag that bound him, or rather, his lifeless, decrepit body, became incredibly fragile and finally broke free as he struggled.

"...Only after emerging from the pupa can it become an adult..."

The hazy fog in front of him suddenly dissipated, and Ji Ye opened his eyes wide, taking in everything around him.

He saw a huge hall filled with ice coffins, and he was sitting in one of them.

From the far end of the hall came a wailing sound, like weeping; it was the sound of corpses being burned in the crematorium.

Several funeral home staff members were busy in front of the crematorium. One of them, a middle-aged man wearing a white hat, was smoking and had his arms crossed over his chest. He looked very relaxed and was probably their leader.

These people were all focused on the crematorium and had no idea about the strange changes taking place inside one of the ice coffins in the hall.

Ji Ye sat in the ice coffin and slowly lowered his head. He saw an old and frail corpse lying in the ice coffin.

The corpse had a wrinkled face, almost all of its hair had fallen out, and its complexion was grayish-white due to days of freezing, without any color or life.

Lying in this ice coffin is Ji Ye's body, which has been frozen for forty-nine days.

Ji Ye hurriedly raised his hands and found that his hands were white and delicate, full of strength and youthful energy. They were hands of a young man who was definitely no more than twenty years old. He then touched his face and found it as smooth as a freshly peeled egg, without a single wrinkle.

Ji Ye felt a surge of joy.

"Not only did I come back to life, but I also became younger and regained my youth. Now my mental and physical condition is at its peak, which is not what a 100-year-old should be like..."

Ji Ye was overjoyed, but he soon discovered that half of his body overlapped with the corpse lying in the ice coffin, and his upper body, which was sitting up, actually passed through the lid of the ice coffin. His hands could also pass freely through the lid without any obstruction. It seemed that the ice coffin and the lid were just illusions and did not actually exist.

"This is?"

Ji Ye began to wonder, and turned his head to look around. He immediately noticed a funeral home worker next to the ice coffin. However, when he saw himself sitting up from the corpse through the ice coffin, he showed no surprise whatsoever.

Under normal circumstances, if he suddenly sat up from the ice coffin, it would be tantamount to a zombie rising from the dead. Even if he had the courage, he would be terrified. How could he ignore his own existence?

No, he can't see himself at all.