Yi Chun gradually woke up from his drowsy consciousness.
He began to feel the breeze blowing by, and he smelled the fireworks coming from the distant city-state.
It seems like a long time has passed...
Yi Chun tried shaking the tree crown.
A feeling of stiffness in my neck suddenly came over me, as if I had slept for too long.
At this time, Yi Chun realized that something had changed in his body.
"Am I growing stone?"
Following a dull sound, Yi Chun found that his body had undergone great changes.
Thick rocks were deeply attached to his body.
Those fibers that were once wooden have taken on some indescribable qualities.
Yi Chun reads his annual rings, which record everything that has happened over the years...
After a long time, Yi Chun woke up from the ancient memories he was immersed in.
He wasn't sure exactly how many years had passed.
But judging from the dense number of circles on the annual rings, it must be at least a thousand years old.
Yi Chun is not obsessed with how much time has passed.
After all, for a simple tree, a thousand years is just a slightly longer movie.
More often than not, daily life is a monotonous and boring endless cycle.
His body had also suffered from insect damage and fire, and there were deep imprints on the rough skin hidden under the rocks.
But now as Yi Chun's consciousness awakens, something new is gradually sprouting from there.
Yi Chun puts his perception into the outside world.
He heard the melodious bells of the city in the distance, and he saw the lambs wandering under the ancient fence.
He knows the sorrow and joy of all things, and he understands the disasters and miracles of the past.
He also sensed everything that was about to be subverted...
It was war, bloodshed, and rebellion and subversion of royal power.
There is nothing new under the sun...
Inexplicably, Yi Chun thought of this proverb from the earth.
He has always been indifferent to those power struggles that started from human selfish desires.
That may be a choice that allows individuals to better survive in human civilization.
But desire that begins with self-interest will ultimately not bring light and evolution.
Beyond the area touched by the eyes of intertwined struggles, there is a more splendid world.
What is dirty is destined to be washed away.
Those who are filthy are destined to be burned.
When the time is stretched to ten thousand years, or even more distant time, there are cold and fair words to silently describe all this farce.
Or perhaps, in that majestic book, it does not deserve even a few words of evaluation.
After thousands of years, nothing seems to have changed.
Yi Chun felt the city-state in the distance and thought silently.
In his opinion, the castle's luxurious stone fortress was not more dazzling than the igloo built by their ancestors thousands of years ago.
For a race endowed with his wisdom, they should have had the ability to change the world.
Even if you can't travel to more remote areas, you can explore resources and discover the unknown.
But it should also allow the individual to have a full stomach and be protected from the cold and heat.
And the fact is:
They blocked this wisdom and tried to rule this race forever with royal power.
Perhaps, it is indistinguishable from the fate and choices they once faced.
Kingship has no eternity...
Stupid brats...
Yi Chun shook his head slowly in his heart.
He may have some understanding of the information corresponding to this copy.
Is it fate?
No, it's dirty desire.
When individual interests are entangled, it will not be more disgusting than a ball in the sewer...
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"For Hernance!"
The fire lit up the night of the city-state.
Crying, screaming, fighting, everything is intertwined in this luxurious castle.
The night wind with its scorching breath brought real-time information to Yi Chun.
He just remained silent and stared calmly.
For Yi Chun, who is familiar with the history of many worlds, everything happening now is not very interesting or novel.
He just lamented their stupidity, or short-sightedness.
Obviously they have mastered the power of wisdom, but they are still heading towards the road of self-destruction.
In the infinite repetition, some indescribable disasters will always occur.
Especially, after they have mastered certain taboo powers...
"Why!"
The boy in battle armor looked at the girl who was surrounded by people not far away.
He yelled at the girl full of anger and confusion.
The blood stained his armor red.
Some belong to others, and some belong to himself...
He knew he was going to die.
"You will only bring destruction to Ernans, my brother."
"And I also long for more..."
The girl stared at her brother and said.
"Despicable rebellion also wants to bring glory?"
"I'll wait for you in the cemetery, my..."
"younger sister."
The boy fell to the ground.
Suddenly, someone rushed forward and peeled off his armor.
The girl just looked at all this coldly. She was also of Ernans' blood.
Maybe she can bring about some change?
Yi Chun read the information in the wind and thought like this.
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but no……
Another hundred years have passed, and the girl has grown from immature to old.
Under her rule, the kingdom prospered.
Even the most privileged servant can at least survive.
People cheered her name, as if in ancient times...
Eventually, she died.
Human lifespan has its limit after all.
Even as powerful as she is, she still needs to face a fair death.
Yi Chun watched her being slowly put into the cold and luxurious coffin, and then was submerged in darkness.
However, the transfer of power was not as harmonious as the Queen imagined.
Although she paid enough wisdom and price for this.
But it turns out that there are always people who crave more.
Just like her, just like those who hold royal power...
What a farce...
Yi Chunru thought as he watched all this.
I have to take back my gift, maybe change something?
Yi Chun thought so.
This is not difficult. After he bestowed wisdom on the ancestor of the Ernans royal family, he gained the authority over wisdom in this plane.
With Yi Chun's thoughts, something disappeared.
Nothing seems to have changed, and the people of Ernans are still continuing the cycle they have had for thousands of years.
Fighting, prosperity, decline, rebellion...
But they were horrified to find that when the craftsmen were lost bit by bit, when the classics were destroyed in the flames of war.
The glory that once belonged to Ernans seems to have only sporadic firelight left.
But the powerful don't have to worry about dust after all.
When the rope is tightened gradually, after a sudden epidemic, only a poor shepherd is left.
He looked at everything blankly, not knowing what was happening.
There are dead bodies all around, the shackles are gone, and the royal power is only absurdly sacred...
He staggered across the earth, beaten by hunger and fatigue.
Finally, one day, he walked in front of a big mountain.
He is tired and wants to rest...
Looking at the vast mountains, the shepherd stretched out his hand.
His unconscious fingers left black and red traces on the rocks.
That's some text, it's called Hernans...
Then, he fell to the ground in despair.
he died……
There are no meteorites falling from the sky, no twisted weirdness born in the darkness.
There is no Twilight of the Gods, no flood that overturns the world.
A civilization came to an end in this absurd way...
Illusion, or a reflection of reality that existed in the past?
Yi Chun stared at the stone with scarlet writing at his feet and fell into deep thought.
And at this moment, the world around him began to distort.
New information began to appear in his consciousness...
This chapter has been completed!