Chapter 679: This endless journey

What exactly do you want to do?

Zhang Jie stared at this old timer, always sensing he had some ulterior motive, yet he himself didn't even know what his own thoughts were?

He definitely has ill intentions!

Why are you looking at me like that?

I just want to quickly end this lonely journey through time.

I wonder why I can't affect your time?

I wonder why my line is being entered by other Zhang Jies?

Promise me one thing, and I'll help you.

Zhang Jie:...

Speak.

We must achieve a perfect ending.

Zhang Jie:?

What kind of demand is this? Even if you don't say it, I'll definitely do it anyway.

Hey, you're just young, it seems you still don't understand the horror of this lonely journey.

On your way here, you should have seen those guys who ascended in place, right?

Do you think they actually achieved a perfect ending?

As he spoke, not far away another Old Zhang ascended in place, seeing no release, only a sense of regret and wistful loss.

What kind of ending did they achieve?

You mean they didn't achieve the so-called perfect ending because they were desperate? Or... they had no other recourse?

The old timer Zhang Jie held his waist with an "aiyo" and sat down on the ground, seeming not intending to just leave like that.

Maybe, but mostly it's because they forgot themselves.

Forgotten what their original experiences were really like, no one remembers their own life that clearly.

Zhang Jie pointed at the main line not far away, filled with doubt.

Isn't there a main line?

Yeah, but did you actually read on?

Zhang Jie remained silent; indeed, he had come to regard this as wild history, not even bothering to look at it.

You've misunderstood; actually, you're all my side branches.

Every time I change a timeline, another one pops up; at first there was no problem.

But if I change too many, big problems arise.

They altered their timelines beyond recognition, to the point they no longer recognized their own timelines.

They even forgot their original purpose; in the end, they forgot everything, chose an ending they deemed respectable, and faded away.

But a new him will appear to take over his unfinished journey—this is an endless torment, relentless, never-ending.

Zhang Jie suddenly felt a chill run through his body—how could he forget that even if his flesh had no lifespan, his spirit does!

If in the end he forgets who he is after all those changes, what meaning is there left?

So....

The number of times you can change is limited, very limited, extremely limited.

The number of times you truly have the ability to perfectly change according to your own heart is only three or four.

Cherish each change.

Zhang Jie furrowed his brows; frankly, this is completely different from what he imagined.

That's not right, then what about you?

Zhang Jie gazed at the old timer; was he deceiving himself? No way.

You said every line is one you changed yourself.

Then what are you?

Hehe, so I can't fall.

If I fall, there's no hope, but others don't bear that responsibility.

Because they know there will always be a plucky old Zhang to replace them and find the most perfect ending to all this.

Zhang Jie:......

What a heavy journey.

Okay, I promise you.

I'm different from others.

I have a perfect childhood, a complete family, perfect will, perfect physique.

I think I will be that exception.

Haha! Of course that's the exception! I certainly believe it!

Actually, he is not that exception; here there are countless Zhang Jies with the same perfect start as him.

But actually, the old timer didn't lie either, because he feels the other party is an exception.

Because no one would raise a juvenile mother goddess, and no Zhang Jie would treat that snot worm as a pet.

Everything is because of a him who has already vanished on this line; due to a single episode of his brain acting up, Qi Yu appeared.

Perhaps it was a spur-of-the-moment impulse, but more so it was relief and illness, because he had already altered his timeline to a state others could hardly imagine.

He was exhausted, very exhausted, because knowing his next self would be better, he let himself 'conclude'.

And the last time, he chose on a whim.

Then Qi Yu appeared, something that none of the other timelines had; perhaps Zhang Jie wasn't the only one, but Qi Yu was the only one.

"The me who truly saved older sister is no longer here."

"Next, it's up to me to begin."

Zhang Jie reached out, pinched the branch that had split off, and snapped it off.

He is not a perfect ending.

"The reality is, I will inevitably reject the decision of those seven old things."

"Because he knows very well that what awaits out there is not some boundless universe."

"But rather a world that devours people and is destined to dissipate; even without me changing it, it will be that way."

He knows himself too well.

As expected.

"You're dreaming, damn it!"

"Faced with the female taboo's words tempting him to abandon everything, Zhang Jie chose to retort."

"I don't believe you don't know what the thing that gnaws at the star system's sclera is; is there any need to deceive yourselves?"

"All you're thinking is, the universe is so huge, no matter how terrible the Insect disaster is, there must be some uncontaminated planet, right?"

"It's the same kind of gamble; you chose this? Did a dog eat your brain?"

"The female taboo, face full of anger, pointed at Zhang Jie and likewise began to scold."

"Just you being smart! Just you understanding!"

"How can we win! With what can we win!"

"Mimicry innately possesses the ability of total immunity to contamination! They are superior to us!"

"If you don't leave, you'll die in a few years! What do you know!"

Zhang Jie scoffed.

"You're just afraid of death."

"As far as I know, if a Legendary Investigator appears, they can completely reverse this situation."

"Although it can't solve everything, he can still let the star system's sclera regrow, buying humanity another forty or fifty years."

"Then may I ask, what have you been doing all these years? Relying solely on Si Luo? No matter how amazing he is, can he compare to you all?"

"Don't think I don't know what you've been doing these forty or fifty years; at first you didn't take this seriously, and even though the prototype of the mimicry had appeared, you still didn't take it seriously."

"Now it's come back to bite you; do you realize the urgency?"

"(Ginseng will have the temporary assistant add you all tomorrow! Don't be anxious!)"