[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-history-is-sick":3,"chapter-history-is-sick-history-is-sick-chapter-4":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"chinese","History Is Sick",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},2292405,4483,"Chapter 4: Embryo of the Demon God","history-is-sick-chapter-4",4,"\u003Cp>Watching the Giant Rat Guard continue to approach, Jiang Yan turned and ran, sprinting out the back door and racing desperately through the narrow alleyway, not forgetting to throw out a taunt before he fled:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Regional Commander Lu, you piece of trash, I’m taking my leave first. If you want to kill me, you’ll have to hack this naughty guard of yours to death first!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Squeak!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Giant Rat Guard tried to give chase, but a slash swept in from the ruins, instantly tearing off its left arm, which fell to the ground with a \"thud\" along with the jade ruyi, turning into a pile of charred rice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the biting wind, a boiling killing intent was contained.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"To be targeted by you lot, it shows this brat is no simpleton; at the very least, he is a natural spiritual body...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Amidst the ruins, stones crumbled and severed limbs and hooves poked out, bending slightly like the legs of a spider standing on the ground, and in a twisted posture, they forcibly pulled Regional Commander Lu out from within.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He waved his hand, and a large banner flew into his grasp; he stared at the Giant Rat Guard before him, his gaze icy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As for Jiang Yan’s goading, he hadn't taken it to heart at all...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As if!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A mere Southern barbarian, truly arrogant!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Squeak, squeak!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Giant Rat Guard lowered its head, let out a sharp cry, opened its massive maw to eat the fatty meat held in its right arm, and gnawed with force, sending grease splattering everywhere.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Swish, swish, swish!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The next second, rice grains gushed from the stump of the Giant Rat Guard’s severed arm, rapidly converging together to form a new arm, and it picked up the jade ruyi once more.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Regrowing a severed limb!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing this scene, Regional Commander Lu’s gaze was mocking:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Using all living things as rice and meat... what difference is there between the so-called Rice God and us?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You lot, go and capture that brat for me. You must use the flesh and blood of people from the present world to anchor the coordinates, otherwise, once time passes, we will all be washed back by the river.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Roar, roar, roar!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As the words fell, wild boar-man cavalry swarmed out, crawling along the bluestone streets and walls, chasing toward the depths of the street.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On the other side,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Yan ran for his life until he finally reached a traditional Chinese medicine shop, found the underground secret chamber he had visited before, rushed straight inside, and locked it behind him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Jiang Yan knew that these monsters could smell his scent, so being found was inevitable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He just needed time...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He needed time to think calmly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If someone who witnessed the pathology of the River of History had to face these monsters washed up by it, then...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What was the way to break the deadlock?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Could it be that being chosen by the River of History was a death sentence?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No, that wasn't right.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If it were, the River of History would have no need to give him hints.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just as a person would not pay attention to the death of an ant, because the ant has no value to them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But to gain attention, one must demonstrate their value.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, where was the way to break the deadlock?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Yan’s thoughts raced; he could already hear the approaching sound of hooves and the sound of houses being smashed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That was the monsters closing in.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What exactly is it?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Yan looked at the empty room, having no ideas; after all, this was his first time coming into contact with a transcendent system.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The only transcendent power he had felt up close, besides these monsters, was that omnipresent, drifting dust of history...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wait!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Yan froze, suddenly realizing: how could this dust of history appear in an underground secret chamber?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was everywhere; could its only purpose be to give him mission hints?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The River of History was sick, not dead.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From Her crying, one could judge that She was unwilling to be infected, so She must be trying to save Herself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Linking this to his entry into this bizarre world... the dust of history would not approach because of his rejection.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In other words...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thump! Thump! Thump!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Feeling the vibrations getting closer, Jiang Yan decisively made a choice, suppressed the rejection in his heart, and reached out to actively touch the dust of history.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sizzle, sizzle, sizzle!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The moment he made contact, the endless dust instantly rioted, swarming over and engulfing him like a tide.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Deep within Jiang Yan’s consciousness, the noisy, sorrowful crying became clear again, and feelings of sadness spread, making Jiang Yan feel irritable in his heart, and he said word by word:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What is there to cry about? If you’re sick, isn't it enough to just get cured?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"If others can't do it, then I will cure you!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As the words fell, the crying of the River of History stopped abruptly, and the endless dust of history surged, gathering into a rust-colored ball of light deep within his consciousness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the same time, more information surfaced in Jiang Yan’s mind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"So that’s how it is, this is...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The Gift of the River of History!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everyone who could actively enter the River of History must possess spirituality that surpassed that of mortals.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And the Gift of the River of History was the intertwining of the River of History’s power with their own spirituality, giving birth to all sorts of miracles.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Some transformed into special innate abilities, some solidified historical skills, possessing all kinds of strange powers, and others transformed into special historical relics, like the companion spiritual treasures or spiritual pets from myths and legends...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the specific strength depended entirely on one’s own potential, or perhaps on luck.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As for the price...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Once one accepted the dust of history, they would be marked by the River of History and chased by the infected nodes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One had to keep getting stronger and cure the River of History, otherwise...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What awaited you was a deeper level of pathology, and being targeted by many twisted, ancient existences.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the long years of pathology, no one knew if They had already become comparable to immortals and gods.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Or rather...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The immortals and gods were Them!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Correspondingly, resolving each infected node would also earn rewards from the River of History.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Excavating truth from the pathology.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The higher the completion rate, the more the rewards!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Of course, everything was entirely voluntary.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"This is like getting on a plane and then being told that if I don't pay for a ticket, the airline can also follow humanitarianism and let me off.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Yan rolled his eyes, too lazy to complain about the River of History’s way of forced affection.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If he refused now, he would either be eaten by the wild boar cavalry upon going out, or be pounded into Jiang Yan-brand rice by the Giant Rat Guard.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was better to take a gamble.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After all, he also liked this bizarre and colorful world!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Otherwise, he wouldn't have praised the beauty of Regional Commander Lu’s form!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Exploring the space-time of pathology, the twisted history, and witnessing many ancient existences—for a hardcore folklore enthusiast, how was this not a reward in itself?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Let me see what my historical gift is.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Yan smiled, his consciousness touching the rust-colored ball of light, curious about what kind of gift he would awaken.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It would be best if it could resolve the current crisis.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>However, just as he was filled with anticipation, an endless dark airflow permeated the depths of his consciousness, instantly turning into a giant maw that swallowed this historical gift.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Yan: ???\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet before he could react, the world before him was suddenly swallowed by endless chaotic airflow, and his consciousness arrived at the endless, dark, chaotic Sea of Chaos.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Here, there was no concept of space or time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And Jiang Yan had turned into a vast, endless dark cloud of mist, with thousands of mist-like tentacles spreading out from his body, like the branches of a tree, making the entire chaotic world tremble, as thousands of worlds and lives were born and destroyed from the ends of his branches.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He nurtured all things, yet he also destroyed all things.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At this moment, Jiang Yan understood that this was the talent he had awakened, named...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Embryo of the Demon God!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeking votes and follow-up reads\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(End of chapter)\u003C\u002Fp>",1418,"2026-06-20T04:11:05.849Z",1,"Gemini 3.1 Flash Lite","7a4b753f1a3ff078d29821f7b44eb55ea6146bd8df64adae119bb9904a256199","history-is-sick-chapter-5","history-is-sick-chapter-3",69,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fhistory-is-sick-cover.jpg"]