I Became an Anonymous Boss

"So, this is not a simple time jump. Time jumping is not such a simple algorithm. This has correction power and paradox... It's not that pulling you back from the past will make you and me appear in the same place at the same time. In the same timeline, even if I have great abilities, it is impossible to violate the self-correction power of the timeline."

"The correct way is..."

Tianmo picked up the empty wine glass and added another glass of wine to it.

"Another glass."

The corners of Shirataki's eyes twitched.

He had to admit...he didn't understand, and he didn't understand.

Tianmo said faintly: "This is a problem of replacement, the first glass of wine has become the second glass of wine, and the reappearing 'first glass of wine' is actually the 'third glass of wine', not the real First glass of wine."

Shirataki was startled, a certain possibility quickly lit up in his mind.

He stood up abruptly, his pupils constricted: "You..."

He asked dryly, "You...don't know me."

The woman lowered her eyes and sighed softly: "Unfortunately, little guy, I'm not her...or rather, not entirely."

Shirataki's five fingers slowly tightened: "So... I'm not changing the past, but... traveling to another past in parallel time and space?"

The woman looked at the two glasses of wine and talked about it.

"In the timeline you are in, the immortal has undoubtedly succeeded in stealing the energy of heaven and earth, but the first era is on the verge of destruction and ushered in the second era... That me, although I successfully escaped from the predicament, failed. Prevent the destruction of the world."

"I think she must be very regretful, so she was thinking about what to do..."

"In the end, she chose you as her successor."

"What you saw and experienced over there is the legacy left after the fall of the 'First Era'."

"And you yourself...is the greatest legacy she left behind."

Shirataki's expression changed several times.

"Why, she didn't choose to go back by herself?"

The woman shook her head.

"Because she can't go back, and she can't go back."

"The time experienced by the demon cannot be repeated. We have a time paradox."

"If she really went back to the past and tried to rewrite it, then there would be two of her in the same time period. Because of the self-correction of the timeline, she would eventually disappear, and... I think she must not be able to bear it."

"The second era has been born."

"She couldn't keep the human world of the first era, so how could she have the heart to destroy the budding second era?"

Shirataki hesitated to speak.

He smiled bitterly: "So, no matter how she chooses, the result will be the same?"

The woman said silently: "I don't think her choice was wrong. If you hadn't passed through that door and came to this world, a new timeline would not have been opened. The power of the demon can be used for destruction or Yu Chuangsheng, besides... you did not disappoint her."

Shirataki sat down dejectedly.

I thought of the woman I occasionally saw in the gate of the world.

What I saw were all her residual thoughts.

She guided herself all the way here, but withered away early on her own.

Only one manjusawa is left in my eyes.

The woman in front of her was the one she used to be, but not the one she knew.

Feeling lost, Bai Taki smiled wryly: "Why did she choose me?"

The woman rested her chin, and she could understand another choice of herself: "Maybe it's because of fate?"

"Fate?"

"We all have different-colored eyes, don't you think this is fate?" The woman closed her left eye playfully.

Shirataki was stunned for a second, then smiled as if relieved: "Maybe."

The woman said softly: "From today onwards, the two worlds will completely diverge. Like a fork in the timeline, this world will reconnect with the Outer Domain and usher in new changes and challenges. What do you plan to do next?"

Shirataki thought for a while: "I probably, will still be the same as now, choose to jump repeatedly."

The woman smiled: "I was thinking of persuading you to stay here, but it seems that I was worrying too much."

Shirataki was surprised: "Isn't it enough for you to stay here?"

She shook her head and said, "I won't stay in the world, I have to go to Outland for a while."

"why?"

"It's been tens of thousands of years, but it doesn't stop me from seeing my old friends. It can be regarded as buying some time for this world... until a new generation of land gods is born, until they are able to guard this world." The woman said: "Of course, if the critical time comes, I will come back immediately. You can rest assured that we are connected now."

She raised her hand and caressed the void.

Bai Taki saw that the boundary gate lay between the two of them, reflecting him and her like the inside and outside of a mirror.

"... Absolutely." Bai Taki scolded at the Jiemen with a smile, "Do you let anyone in and out of this flirtatious door?"

The woman said: "Now that the timeline is completely bifurcated, you can also freely adjust the time flow rate ratio of the boundary gate."

"We'll think about troublesome things later." Shirataki asked, "Are you leaving now?"

"Well, the earth immortals who escaped have to go to beat and beat. They won't leave the world for a while, but they won't stay for too long." The woman raised her wine glass: "You and I are heart-to-heart, so we won't say anything about parting."

Bai Taki blushed: "Miss, please be more reserved."

The woman smiled slightly and said, "Little guy, I'm going to live forever."

The two clinked glasses lightly and drank in one gulp.

The woman got up gracefully and Tingting, and rode away in the rainbow light of the falling earth fairy.

Even if you walk far away, you can still feel the connection between the two sides, as if leaning against your back and listening to the heartbeat.

Not used to it, but very familiar.

Three glasses of wine, the same source.

Shirataki glanced at the burning ancient wood, fell from the sky without any hesitation, and returned to the world.

Return to the overseas fairy island.

Bai Jun'er trotted over with tears in his eyes and ran into his arms. Not far away, Xiaobai Xiaoqing also embraced him one after the other.

Bai, who was almost drowning in beauty, looked up at the sky, and asked Master Lingshan.

"...Do you want to be a land fairy?"

……

County Palace.

Nan Xinmo woke up from the dream and heard the sound of someone flipping through a book.

Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the young man's white clothes.

He asked softly, "Have you thought about it?"

Princess Nishang held her head and blushed: "If I am wronged over there, I will go back to my mother's house at any time..."

The young man smiled and nodded: "Okay."

"I haven't made any arrangements yet. I have to wait three days."

"it is good."

"If I make a mistake, don't laugh at me."

"it is good."

"Let me bring a little maid."

"..."

Nan Xinmo pointed to Beiming Qingqiu who was carrying a fruit basket at the side: "That's her."

Beiming Qingqiu was dumbfounded: "Who is your little maid!"

"Then I won't take you with me."

"...His Royal Highness is a thousand years old!"

The young man smiled and nodded: "Okay."

Nan Xinmo's cheeks were flushed: "Then, I am willing...to go back with you."

……

Jinling.

Tao Hong: "Clean up quickly, there must be gifts!"

Meng Chuxue: "Is it necessary to bring so many?"

Xiao Taohong: "Etiquette is light and affection is heavy, and I'm Miss's maid, so I can't weaken Miss's momentum!"

When they were talking, they didn't notice that Ning Chulian had already rushed to the white clothes outside the door, laughing like silver bells.

……

Bai's mansion.

The corner of Bai Lian's mouth twitched: "I have such a big house, but it's full? It's not enough, we need to expand it! Hiss..."

Xiaoqing gloated: "It seems to be so."

The white snake followed suit: "Yes~"

Bai Lian scolded angrily: "Stinky boy, you have the guts to crawl back for my old lady!"

In the house.

Lan Xiangxue was very anxious: "Young Master left again, why didn't you respond?"

Fengli remained silent.

Qin Buhui embroidered flowers slowly.