As the temporary leader, Li San was incredibly busy. Holding the legal documents left by Fang Zhiyi, he would glance at them from time to time. Even now, he couldn't believe that Young Master Fang had no intention of becoming the emperor. Instead, he wanted them to form some sort of parliament by themselves. And then, he just left, leaving behind only those devices capable of restricting Battle Qi.
"Remember, this army belongs to the common people, not to me, Fang Zhiyi," he had said.
Li San admired the Young Master from the bottom of his heart.
That was until Bold Wu made a comment.
"The Young Master just thinks it's too much trouble."
Li San kicked him fiercely. "Even if it's the truth, don't say it! I was still trying to comfort myself!"
In a small mountain village, Peng Huan'er ran excitedly toward several commoners who were working in the fields. She said something to them and then led them running back.
"Young Master! These are my father and mother I told you about! And my sister... Young Master?"
The place where Fang Zhiyi had been standing was now completely empty.
Peng Huan'er was momentarily at a loss. Thinking of something, she quickly untied her bundle and looked inside, where several banknotes, a few silver ingots, and a piece of paper lay.
"Sorry, doing research is just too expensive, so I can only leave you this... I've spent the rest. Live a good life and stop being a maidservant. All people are equal."
Peng Huan'er stared blankly at the paper. As a gust of wind blew past, she stomped her foot and cursed loudly, "Fang Zhiyi! You bastard!"
Fang Zhiyi sneezed.
Little Hei asked, "Oh, someone is cursing you."
"There are plenty of people who curse me. What does one more matter?"
"Your choices always strike me as strange."
"What's so strange about them?"
Old Ghost carried Fang Zhiyi as they traveled at top speed. Fortunately, they deliberately avoided human settlements, so they didn't cause any commotion.
Eventually, they returned to the small valley where everything had started.
Fang Zhiyi pointed to a spot, and Old Ghost began to dig vigorously. About a few hours later, Old Ghost carefully pulled a glass box out of the dirt.
Inside the box was a naked human body.
"To think cloning technology is this powerful..." Fang Zhiyi sighed with emotion.
Then, he climbed onto Old Ghost's body and pried off the jade pendant from a section of the wall.
The moment the jade pendant was removed, the gate tower stopped moving, turning completely into a lifeless object.
"I say, Fang Zhiyi, can I really reconstruct my physical body?"
"Yes, but... your body will no longer be suitable for practicing Battle Qi, nor will you be able to practice it anymore."
"..." Old Ghost fell silent for a long while. "Whatever! Battle Qi is nothing! The things I've learned from you are far more interesting than that!"
Fang Zhiyi smiled.
Old Ghost was a bit impatient. "Are you going to put me into the brain of this corpse? What tools do you need?"
Fang Zhiyi replied, "No, this time it isn't science."
"Huh? Then what is it?"
"Metaphysics."
As soon as Fang Zhiyi's voice faded, Old Ghost suddenly felt something grab his remnant soul, and then abruptly yank him out of the jade pendant that had trapped him.
He was scared silly. In the next moment, he watched himself being stuffed into that corpse.
Fang Zhiyi ignored Little Hei's operation and instead climbed back into the giant mecha that resembled a gate tower, beginning to tinker around inside.
After waking up bare-bottomed, Old Ghost shouted and screamed in excitement, even running laps around the valley.
He now admired Fang Zhiyi to the absolute extreme.
But Fang Zhiyi merely told him to leave, to go as far away as possible.
Old Ghost didn't understand, but seeing Fang Zhiyi's serious face, he was straightforward. "Then can you at least give me some clothes?"
"No, get lost."
There were two pieces of news in Yicheng that day. The first was that a streaker had appeared in the city but managed to evade capture by the patrol; according to those who saw him, the guy had a pretty good figure.
The second was that a massive explosion occurred a few hundred miles away from Yicheng, and the sound of the blast made the entire city tremble twice.
When the people came to their senses, they hurried over in droves. They knew that was Young Master Fang's laboratory.
However, the explosion was incredibly powerful. Whether it was the laboratory or the ruins that had yet to be excavated, everything was leveled by the explosive energy.
In later rumors, it was said that Fang Zhiyi made a mistake while researching a new weapon, which resulted in the explosion.
And when Li San and the others rushed over upon hearing the news, they found absolutely nothing.
Their technology was completely buried in this explosion. The only thing left behind was the power generation equipment that had been installed in the north of Yicheng early on.
"I don't get it, wouldn't it be better to leave it to them?" Little Hei was very puzzled.
Fang Zhiyi shook his head. "The energy on this planet is not enough to support their further development and research. The consequence of forcibly advancing technology would be accelerating the extinction of humanity... Sometimes, ample rest and recovery are also for the sake of future development."
"But you're quite ruthless... There were still quite a few clones down there, and you blew them all up."
"Those things shouldn't exist in the first place. If it weren't for fulfilling my promise to Old Ghost, I wouldn't have dug them out." Fang Zhiyi sighed. "You underestimate human greed. When they grasp power that they shouldn't possess, they aren't far from doom. This is all I can do. The future is up to them now. At least I gave them a good start!"
In the year 987, a new human regime was established, and the common people rose up to become the masters of their own fate.
In 988, Fang Zhiyi, the pioneer who overthrew the rule of the fighters, made an operational error that destroyed the laboratory and all the ruins, and he himself died in the explosion.
In 989, humanity entered a period of development. Large areas of arable land were reclaimed, laws were perfected, and the various regions were no longer ruled by noble families, instead transitioning to self-governance through popular elections.
Li San became a parliament member, spending all day busy with the implementation of the rules and regulations left behind by Fang Zhiyi.
Bold Wu joined the first army composed of commoners. He was responsible for managing and training others to pilot the mechas repaired by Fang Zhiyi, which served as their ultimate trump card.
Peng Huan'er married an artisan. She applied the business principles she learned from Fang Zhiyi and quickly became a locally well-known merchant, as well as a major taxpayer in the area.
Just as Fang Zhiyi was about to leave this world, Little Hei was startled. It was somewhat impatient to see the future of this world, so with some effort, it stuffed its tentacles into Fang Zhiyi's brain.
Over a thousand years later, human technology once again developed to its peak. Fortunately, this time the technology did not bring about internal strife. However, due to the depletion of the planet's energy, humanity began to search for other planets. It was at this time that human pioneers discovered a massive planet, but... as soon as they set foot on this planet, they were attacked by a swarm of bugs.
The endless bugs defeated the human mechas with sheer numbers, and only a small fraction of people managed to escape in lifeboats.
The bad news was that they also brought some bug eggs back to their home planet.
"They brought it upon themselves, nothing can be done." Fang Zhiyi shook his head. "Let's go."
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nd fell into a coma while saving his younger sister from an out-of-control car. He became a vegetable. No one knew that his consciousness had crossed into a world of cultivation. Over the course of sixty years, he began as the lowest kind of mine slave, struggling to survive amid mountains of corpses and seas of blood. By sheer chance, he eventually obtained the complete memories of a fallen Immortal King. Alchemy, medicine, formations, feng shui, physiognomy, artifact forging… Every great inheritance of the cultivation world was now his. But when he opened his eyes again, he discovered that ten full years had passed in the modern world. To pay for his treatment, his father had sold the family’s shop and house, leaving himself covered in lasting injuries and illness. His mother had cared for him day and night, and more than half of her hair had already turned white. His younger sister, who had been only fifteen back then, was now twenty-five. To help repay the family’s debts, she had been forced to lower her head and put on a smiling face in places of glittering lights and endless revelry. Only then did Chen Xuan understand that what he had lost was not merely ten years. He had lost the life his entire family was meant to have. The good news was that he had brought back the memories of an Immortal King’s entire lifetime. The bad news was that his soul had returned alone—his cultivation had not come with him. Spiritual energy was scarce, resources were depleted, and the modern world still had firearms, surveillance, capital, and laws. If he wanted to protect his family, break free from everyone’s control, and become truly invincible beneath the heavens, he would have to start all over again.
y came from. The chests contained supplies, currency, class-change scrolls, skills, talents… and even godhood! The laws of the world were completely rewritten. This became a world where everyone gambled with their fate! Some people, despite having nothing, opened a divine artifact and rose to the top, eventually ruling the world. Others went bankrupt, opened nothing but worthless junk, and leaped from skyscrapers in despair. Lin Ye arrived in this world from another reality, utterly bewildered. “What is going on? Why is everyone a gambling addict?!” “Opening chests? No way. I refuse to gamble. I’ll start with myself!” Until— On his first chest, he obtained a Mythic Talent: Void Incarnation! He could become completely intangible, pass through all things, and reduce everything to nothingness! … On his fiftieth chest, he obtained a Mythic Weapon: Blade of Karma! With a single slash, karma shattered, twisting the universe and overturning the myriad phenomena of creation! … On his ninety-ninth chest, he obtained a Mythic Divine Treasure: Primordial Purple Energy! It could split open the heavens and earth, create all things, and evolve countless worlds with a single thought! Lin Ye: “Now that I think about it… shouldn’t someone have told me that every chest is guaranteed to contain something Mythic?!”
s the Eldest Princess, renowned for her cold and aloof detachment, became the most docile of lambs, obeying his every command without question. But when the final move was played on the chessboard, as Gu Chenghan seized everything and ascended on the verge of apotheosis, that very Princess suddenly embraced him from behind, her tone carrying a dependence never heard before: "Wait... you haven't yet... commanded me to love you forever." Gu Chenghan froze abruptly. She... hadn't been hypnotized?! ... [The Eldest Princess's Diary] [When my soul was extracted, becoming the sole spectator outside my own shell] [At first, there was overwhelming fury, until I saw] [How he used my sword to effortlessly shatter my inescapable doom] [How he wielded my authority to eradicate fatal conspiracies I had never even detected] [Like a deity, he rescued me from the deep mire I was trapped in] [If not for those annoying vixens, he and I would be a match made in heaven] [I think I am ill, gravely ill] [My deity should belong to me alone] ... "Hypnosis? Oh, it succeeded, my dear Master." "Only this time, it's my turn to hypnotize you."
