My hero is myself

Er Xi sighed softly, "Death and forgetfulness must leave no trace in Kyushu. Only then can she observe the past that is closest to reality."

Otherwise, it would be the same as Roland becoming Nezha and Er Xi becoming Ao Bing's grandmother.

As long as they enter history, no matter how careful they are, they will have an impact on that world, which will trigger a butterfly effect and bias the observation results.

Only the non-existent observer is closest to reality.

So in the end, Demon Tathagata deleted his own existence, including other people's memories of him.

Let yourself "not exist" relative to the past, become a pair of eyes, and see the truth hidden in history on behalf of Roland and Er Xi.

People will die three times.

The first time is physical death, the second time is farewell at a funeral, and the third time is when everyone has forgotten you.

Demon Tathagata took the initiative to take the third step.

Although it was just a hasty encounter, this devil was still crazy, but thinking that he could not even feel sad for her made Roland feel a little heavy in his heart.

"Is this the weight of the future?" he murmured dreamily.

"Master, before creating the future, let's understand the past. Let's go."

Er Xi took his hand and walked toward the cave opening in front of her.

Once, she was just behind him, looking at him like no other in the world.

Now, she finally had the courage to stand beside him, hold his hand, and look at the same scenery.

In terms of length of time, this is just an insignificant moment.

A little memory of her being the Demon Tathagata will die with this world, and he will go to a correct timeline to rewrite everything.

The self after rewriting is no longer myself.

So this is bravery that is destined to have no ending.

But at least she was brave.

……

……

New Eden, Roland's self-built house.

On the balcony where you can see the green bamboo in the courtyard, the black-haired boy is half lying on the rocking chair. His confused eyes gradually regain focus, showing a complex and sudden expression.

"It turns out that this is how destiny was born..."

After Demon Tathagata erased his own existence, he and Er Xi went upstream and saw the original "reality" of Kyushu.

At the same time, in addition to the matching timeline, there is also a golden option on the Kyushu Heroes Record, called:

Final trial.

[Final trial: You select a special time node that is most likely to completely reverse your destiny. You can enter by consuming a positioning beacon. The trial process can be reset by consuming a positioning beacon at any time. 】

This is the first time that markings in other colors appear on the bamboo slips that are entirely covered in black ink.

And the apocalypse of travel is more relaxed than before.

He no longer needs to return after death, but can directly load files when he sees the situation.

There is no need to worry that if Tianming's trajectory changes too much, it will attract Tianming's attention and prevent this timeline from being reopened.

There is only one piece of information contained:

The final battle is here, give it a try and find a way out for Kyushu!

On Kyushu, Er Xi and the efforts of many heroes.

There were many other beings whose names he could not even remember, who had made irreplaceable contributions to this moment.

I keep traveling through the timeline, changing the trajectory of the future.

Countless people are fighting one after another, even at the expense of their lives, just to find the most suitable timeline...

Then construct a battlefield that is exclusive to him, and reopen it infinitely until the destiny is wiped out like a toy!

This is where the efforts of multiple timelines truly converge, and many operations that Roland couldn't understand before have answers.

"So, this should be the final battle between me and Tianming, right?"

The help that others can bring to me has been reached to the limit.

Next, there will be a duel that will never end until his fighting spirit ends.

Faces that have disappeared in the long river of time, magnificent palaces and unfinished dreams all flow before my eyes.

He didn't waste any more time, clicked the golden button, and selected the timeline that both he and Er Xi thought was most suitable.

[The final trial target timeline has been selected, the coalition of eight races. 】

[This is 1000 years after chaos replaced mystery. The Qing Dynasty relied on blood warriors to rise and become the master of Kyushu. 】

[But the ancient empire could not escape the cyclical law of rise and fall after all. The bloodline warriors headed by the Eight Banners were gradually desolate in Nanshan. 】

[The warriors of the Eight Banners were invaded by eight demon tribes, defeated and signed a humiliating treaty. 】

[You are an ordinary rickshaw driver in Jingu, named Jizi. 】

"My nickname isn't Camel, right?"

Roland looked at his weird new body and the miserable status of not even having a famous name, and sighed helplessly.

Before fighting destiny, in this timeline, there are several mountains to overturn.

Volume 223: Entering Kyushu for the first time: Chapter [-]: Am I going to die?

The experience of overlooking an era from high dimensions is completely different from being in it personally.

From the perspective of Roland and Er Xi, the timeline of the invasion by the eight ethnic groups was a critical period for the forces on the Chaos side to become the mainstream of Kyushu.

The human race and the demon race blend together and learn from each other's experiences.

The human race seems to be at a disadvantage, but its overall strength is still actively improving.

After another thousand years, the demon clan grew stronger step by step with the support of destiny, and then the human race headed towards its unchangeable demise.

Therefore, Roland believes that in this era, if a hero steps forward to lead the human race in the right direction, he can become a pillar to suppress the rise of the demon race.

This is a fork in the road with infinite possibilities, and there are also opportunities within the fierce turmoil.

As long as you seize this opportunity, you can begin to activate the second path that has been planted long ago and make arrangements to replace the destiny.

As a result, the real body arrived in this era, and Roland found that his emotions about the current situation of the human race at this time were much stronger than expected.

He was born in a prosperous era and created prosperous eras again and again.

The nation he was born into was not very aggressive and was polite on the surface.

But deep down, there is always the pride of "I am the best in the world".

That kind of pride is not about boasting loudly, but about working hard to catch up in no one's place, working hard and sleeping night and day, and must complete the great cause of overtaking in corners.

The Qing court that now rules the Nine Provinces human race is the most humiliating era in textbooks. Just reading the words can make people's blood pressure rise:

Continuous defeats in the war, the ignorance and compromise of the upper class, signing unequal treaties one after another, opening up their own land to allow the demon clan to establish concessions...

Ordinary people will see signs on the street saying "Kyushu people and dogs are not allowed to enter."

Even in this precarious situation, the great men of the Qing court still had a Manchu-Han banquet.

They even relied on the technology from the demon clan to tighten the reins on the people, and cultivated their own "chaos warriors", making it twice as difficult for the people at the bottom to rebel.

"Oops, this body has also taken drugs..."

When Roland entered his new body, he was originally waiting for work on the street, taking the opportunity to absorb memories and comment on the Qing court.

As a result, at this moment, I felt like there were ants crawling all over my body.

The coalition of eight tribes invaded the Qing court, which not only showed the power of the demon tribe, but also had a more advanced practice system.

A new drug called "foreign smoke" was also brought.

As long as you are not a nine-leaved fish, you will basically understand the nature of this foreign smoke.

This is much more uncomfortable than not playing games for a few days and having itchy hands or something.

Pure mental dependence and physical dependence induced by drugs are not the same level of torture at all.

Jizi's full name is Nalanji. This surname can also be translated as "Nala" and is one of the eight surnames in the Qing court.

In other words, this Jizi used to be a banner man with upright roots.

When the Qing court was not so miserable, the duty of the bannermen was to fight, and their lives were entirely supported by the Han people.

However, with the passage of time after entering the customs, the Eight Banners began to deteriorate, and carrying caged birds and smoking foreign cigarettes were quite common.

Unable to ride a horse or draw a bow, the once famous Eight Banners soldiers were turned into useless people, which was also an important reason for the Qing government's consecutive failures.

The Qing government ceded land and paid indemnities. In order to repay the debts owed by the demon clan, it almost went bankrupt.

Except for those who still have official positions, the quality of life of ordinary Eight Banners children is getting worse and worse.

When Yoshiko's father was young, he was catching up with the last glory of the Banner Government. Food, drink, and medical care were all free, and corruption was rife. He didn't care about the nonsense of young people...

Living a life like a young master, he also married Ma Jia, who was also from the Eight Banners, and gave birth to a fat boy named Jizi. It was considered a happy life.

Then the Qing court failed.

The money and food distributed by the Banner Government every month became less and less, and the life of Jizi's family became more and more difficult. They had to sell their property to survive.

At that time, my parents believed that the difficulties faced by the banner people were temporary, and the money owed to them by the court would be paid out sooner or later.

As a result, after all the family property was sold, the banner government still refused to give Yoshiko's father a single copper penny, citing the arrears of payments from above.

This blow to the bannermen was devastating.

They are used to getting something for nothing and have no ability to make money at all.

But the ancestral family traditions that have been passed down for hundreds of years are gone without saying anything. No one has enough to eat, and they can only find their own way out.

Some gambled away all their belongings and hanged themselves, some sold themselves to officials as slaves, and some used their physical strength to rob families and homes...

Yoshiko's father has no ability and can only choose to pull a rickshaw.

Not long after, he died of exhaustion on the roadside due to physical weakness.

Yoshiko, who was 17 years old at that time, inherited his rickshaw and continued this business.

When he remembered, the Qing Dynasty had begun to decline, so he could endure hardships better than his father, and he survived like this.

But he still had the pride of being a bannerman from his parents and tutoring since he was a child. He also fantasized about the life of a young master carrying a bird in a cage.

This is in stark contrast to the reality of running on the street in the cold wind and rain.

After finishing work every night, I feel so tired that my back aches. I always need a bowl of turbid wine to drink.

Later, drinking didn't work anymore, so I got a treasure called foreign smoke from Fa Xiao.

This thing made him forget his sorrow and forget that he was just a rickshaw driver. In his illusory imagination, he had all kinds of beauties and jewels.

He can still ride in a rickshaw pulled by someone else!

Just like that, Yoshiko became addicted to smoking. He simply did not get married. He only had an old mother who missed the glory of the past to support. She was also willing to pull a cart. It was not to the point where the younger generation of bannermen had to sell their wives and children to survive...

"As time moves forward, everyone is just a grain of sand."

Roland absorbed Nalanji's memory and probably recalled his ending:

This person still has a filial piety and knows that he must leave some money and food. The mother and son have a stutter.

He endured his craving for cigarettes and carried a needle with him. When he was so greedy, he would stab himself, hoping to divert his attention with pain.

Such a simple and crude withdrawal method exceeded the body's load, and because of years of fatigue and lack of food, he died on the roadside before the age of 30...

Roland's body trembled slightly, finally unable to resist the craving for cigarettes.

With the will of a great practitioner, he will naturally not be controlled by such ordinary hormone stimulation.

Any inner demon you encounter on the road of spiritual practice is more terrifying than foreign smoke.

It’s just the desperate people in this world. How many great practitioners are there?

In the end, it can only be that most people are in false dreams, their flesh and blood are exhausted, and they become withered bones in the grave.