Chapter 54: Black Notebook, I Will Become the God of the New World

He was not quite accustomed to the anime, novels, and even films popular among young people today, nor did he truly understand the "Zhong Li" template embodied by his old friend Zhong Zhong Shanhai.

Yet since the era had changed, no matter how unaccustomed he felt, he had to learn to accept it; let alone the fact that he had awakened the ability to foresee the future.

Although there were limitations, it was beyond his control, and its accuracy could not be confirmed; still, being able to see and prepare in advance was far better than knowing nothing at all.

Jiangcheng, First Senior High School.

In the classroom of Class 4, Grade 2, sunlight slanted through the glass windows, casting itself diagonally across the desks.

At the podium, the math teacher was working out a complex equation on the blackboard with chalk; the "creak" of chalk rubbing against the board rang out with particular clarity in the quiet classroom.

At a seat by the window, a boy with delicate features rested his cheek on one hand while casually spinning a pen with the other; his gaze appeared fixed on the blackboard, yet his mind had drifted who knew where, though a barely perceptible curve lifted the corners of his mouth.

Just last night on his way home from school, he had picked up a black notebook beside a trash can at the alley entrance; on its cover, written in English, were the words "Notes of Destiny".

In the past, he would have dismissed it as an ordinary notebook and walked past as if he hadn't seen it, but at that moment, for reasons he didn't know, he felt a sudden impulse to pick it up, and on the very first page, he saw familiar settings.

It was a name that could not be spoken, yet it was a masterpiece in his heart: a story about a notebook capable of granting control over life and death.

If this were before the resurgence of spiritual energy and the invasion of other dimensions, he would have assumed it was someone's prank or an ordinary notebook imitating it.

But there are no "ifs" in the world; although no one around him had obtained treasures from the myriad heavens, the existence of Old Zhong, and the individuals appearing on the Great Xia Extraordinary List who had acquired Devil Fruits, Sharingan, Zanpakuto, Eight Great Techniques, and Vision, all without exception demonstrated the uniqueness of this era.

If they could appear in reality, then that notebook could certainly do the same.

He still remembered how, at that time, to verify whether the Notes of Destiny was as he imagined, he had trembled as he flipped to the blank pages after the settings, visualized that detestable face in his mind according to the descriptions, and written down the first name.

And the final answer did not disappoint him; when he walked through the school gate this morning, he had already received the answer from his classmates.

A conscienceless demon that should never have existed in this world had gone to where it belonged.

"Student Chen Mo, please answer this question."

The math teacher's voice suddenly startled him from his reverie; he instinctively stood up, quickly scanned the problem on the blackboard, then calmly and clearly spoke the answer.

The teacher nodded in satisfaction, signaling him to sit down.

Chen Mo slowly took his seat, but his fingers unconsciously reached toward the inner pocket of his schoolbag; the cold touch of the black notebook made his heartbeat accelerate slightly.

"Born in the era of the flourishing internet, I hold more advantage than you."

"You will be discovered, but I will not."

"I will make the wicked pay the price they deserve."

"I will become the god of the new world!"

Time passed amidst a tranquil life.

At least for Ye Xuan, his life was extremely peaceful and disciplined.

Thanks to Doraemon's Anywhere Door, he traveled directly to the depths of Mount Kunlun Mountain every morning and returned home punctually at dusk.

Originally, he would return at noon as well, but afterward Doraemon would deliver it to him in advance, so he no longer went back.

During the day, he fought various mutated creatures in the Mount Kunlun Mountain Range, honing his combat skills and swordsmanship; at night, he returned to the villa, washed up, continued cultivation, occasionally exchanged techniques with animated characters materialized from his imagination, and then used the Hōgyoku to continuously guide the experience he had accumulated until he broke through.

Ye Xuan quite enjoyed this simple yet fulfilling life.

As for what else was happening in Great Xia beyond him, or the emergence of unknown individuals suspected of possessing treasures from the myriad heavens, he did not care.

Those matters were simply none of his concern.

At this moment, he sat cross-legged on the snow, a vortex of spiritual energy forming around him; the dense spiritual energy of the Mount Kunlun Mountain Range flowed endlessly into his body, repairing the damage caused by battle.

Beside him lay a mammoth of an unimaginable size, comparable to a three-story building.

Logically speaking, the Mount Kunlun Mountains should never have had mammoths—that prehistoric species—let alone mutated ones, yet they appeared regardless. God only knows how bewildered Ye Xuan felt when he first discovered this mutant mammoth.

Crucially, this mutated mammoth not only far exceeded normal mammoths in size but also possessed immense strength; although far inferior to Ye Xuan, it still provided him with the thrill of combat without him needing to use swordsmanship or his strange fire.

With full effort, Ye Xuan was comparable to a Demon Emperor; even using only spiritual energy and his physical body, relying on nothing else, his strength was far beyond that of ordinary people.

People like Gu Che and Lin Lin Ruoxi could not withstand a single strike from him.

Yet this mutated mammoth was able to bring him nearly evenly matched enjoyment.

Although it was ultimately worn down and killed by sheer force, it had thoroughly satisfied Ye Xuan.

However, just after this mutated mammoth fell, its corpse began to change continuously, sometimes appearing as a mammoth, sometimes transforming into an ordinary antelope; the two forms alternated and flickered like a projection with an unstable signal.

Although it finally settled into the mammoth form, it still made Ye Xuan suspicious.

"Did it eat a Devil Fruit?"

If it had eaten a Devil Fruit, that could explain why a mammoth appeared in Mount Kunlun Mountain and also why it shifted between mammoth and antelope forms after death.

Because it was originally an antelope, only transforming into a mammoth after consuming the Devil Fruit.

The reason it maintained the mammoth form continuously could be understood as its own intelligence being too low to freely control bodily transformations.

Yet even after death, it still retained the mammoth form; could it be that the Devil Fruit underwent some change under the rules of the real world?

Or even altered the species of the ability user themselves?

But if so, why was Gu Che, the user of the Azure Dragon Fruit, unaffected?

Or does the consumer need to genuinely regard themselves as the form of the Devil Fruit they consumed?

"Never mind, this isn't something important anyway."

Ye Xuan had little interest in Devil Fruits; even if, due to different world rules, the Devil Fruit in his world no longer had the weakness of fearing seawater, he still had little interest.

Although I am writing the Notes of Destiny, everyone should know what I am writing about. I originally intended to write its original name, but I am unsure whether I can write it, so I have temporarily modified it; I have already asked my editor, but I expect a reply only by Monday; if there are no issues, I will change it then.

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