Campus.

    Under the trees.

    A boy holding a girl’s hand said:

    “Ning Yunyu, I have something to tell you.”

    The girl’s face was flushed, and she looked down, asking, “What do you want to say?”

    “I—”

    “Shut up.”

    They both looked up at the same time.

    A boy was squatting on a tree, with a stern expression, shouting:

    “This is a school, not your home. Don’t fool around during school hours!”

    The boy said indignantly, “Who are you! Why are you meddling in our business!”

    “I’m the new transfer student, and the first thing I see is you two being lovey-dovey. Tsk tsk tsk, is this what your parents sent you to school for?”

    The boy sneered.

    The boy was only fifteen or sixteen, and intimidated by his presence, he couldn’t help but retort:

    “Isn’t falling in love a normal thing? The school even encourages us to make friends—why are you, a stranger, meddling?”

    The boy was stunned for a moment.

    Is your world that open-minded?

    Ding-a-ling!

    The school bell rang.

    “You guys, hurry up and get to class!”

    A teacher stood by the roadside, shouting at the three of them.

    A few minutes later.

    The teacher led the boy into the classroom.

    “You can sit there. Your deskmate is the most excellent spatial-temporal mage—learn from her.”

    Shen Ye walked over and sat next to Ning Yunyu.

    Spatial-temporal mage?

    He hadn’t noticed that at all.

    But in fact, he wasn’t interacting with her true self, so it was normal not to know her original profession.

    At this moment, Ning Yunyu was still a young girl, secretly glancing at him.

    “Sorry for interrupting that guy’s courtship.”

    As soon as class started, Shen Ye passed her a note.

    Ning Yunyu read it, scribbled a line, and quickly passed the note back:

    “Do you have a grudge against him?”

    “No.”

    “Then why did you stop him?”

    “Because I like you.”

    The girl’s pen stopped, and she lowered her head again, her face turning crimson.

    Shen Ye rested his chin on his hand and looked at her, finding the little girl very interesting.

    —Since when could he talk to girls so naturally?

    “Since when did you become so shameless?”

    A voice of emotion came from the void.

    Ship of Destruction.

    “Bloody hell, I’m doing this to save the world, got it?” Shen Ye transmitted.

    “Do you believe your own words?”

    “Why not?”

    —Although that boy seemed naive, judging by his appearance, he was clearly the future Lord of Death.

    Did he confess so early?

    Phooey!

    With me around, you can forget about it.

    Ship of Destruction said:

    “The Destroyer God has already used her soul fragment, which means that even though she doesn’t remember everything she experienced with you, she can still feel those emotions.”

    “If you flirt with her like this, she’ll fall for you.”

    “No way,” Shen Ye said, a little surprised, “but it doesn’t matter, I have a way to solve this.”

    “How are you going to wake her up?” the Ship of Destruction asked.

    “Her early life should have been fairly smooth. I just need to follow along, and at the most critical and stimulating point, I’ll try to give her a strong push,” Shen Ye said.

    “Hmm, that could indeed stir up her soul’s fluctuations, which might wake her up,” the Ship of Destruction said.

    “By the way, how is the flow of time calculated here?” Shen Ye asked.

    “Memories of the soul are based on important nodes. Except for those nodes, other times will quickly pass,” the Ship of Destruction said.

    “I see.”

    —Today’s confession should be very important, so it counts as a node?

    This is probably why I arrived at this moment as soon as I entered.

    A voice rang out from the podium:

    “Baxter, you’re the new transfer student, please stand up.”

    Shen Ye quickly stood up.

    “Hello, teacher.”

    He greeted honestly.

    “Hmm, how’s your academic level from before?” the teacher asked.

    “So-so, teacher,” Shen Ye replied.

    “Alright, I’ll ask you the simplest question,” the teacher said.

    “Yes, teacher.”

    —Chinese, math, English, physics, chemistry, biology.

    I was pretty good back then.

    I should be able to get through this.

    The teacher then asked:

    “What are the two starting moves for casting magic with a wand? Please demonstrate.”

    Shen Ye was stunned.

    No—

    Is this a magic world?

    Uncle Seven’s voice subtly sounded:

    “I’ve seen human mages, and their opening moves are like this…”

    A scene appeared in Shen Ye’s mind.

    Shen Ye grabbed the short stick from the table and mimicked the movements.

    The teacher hesitated for a few breaths before saying:

    “Hmm… it’s quite standard, but you look like you’re about to hack someone. You need to change that.”

    The class burst into laughter.

    Magic.

    It was the noblest power.

    But this小子 used it as if he was about to hack someone.

    “Yes, teacher, I will definitely find a way to change it,” Shen Ye said.

    “Sit down and listen to the lecture.”

    Listen to the lecture?

    Thank you very much!

    Shen Ye returned to his seat and, taking advantage of the teacher’s inattention, passed another note to the girl.

    He slowly formed a hand seal.

    Universal Art.

    The girl covered her face, not wanting to look again, but couldn’t resist glancing at the note.

    There was a line on the note:

    “It’s not that the road has reached its end, but that it’s time to turn.”

    The girl felt a pang of confusion.

    Road?

    End?

    What does it mean?

    Everything around them became illusory.

    Countless daily scenes of studying and living flashed by.

    Countless ordinary memories surfaced in Ning Yunyu’s mind, as if everything was starting over.

    At a certain moment.

    The fleeting images suddenly slowed down.

    The graduation ball.

    The crowd was bustling.

    Lord of Death—

    Or rather, in this era, his name was Richard.

    Richard walked towards Ning Yunyu with his head held high.

    Confession.

    Acceptance.

    Dancing.

    Graduating together.

    Then becoming an excellent space-time mage.

    The strongest space-time mage.

    She, step by step, gradually ascended to the peak of the world.

    Until the Catastrophe of Destruction descended.

    Battle, defeat, victory, and that final moment.

    “Why did you betray me?”

    Ning Yunyu stood at the bottom of the Abyss of Destruction, her face streaked with bloody tears, asking heartbrokenly.

    “Don’t blame me, there’s no other way, it has to be this way,” the Lord of Death replied.

    Ning Yunyu was engulfed by endless darkness, gradually losing her self-awareness.

    Darkness.

    Darkness.

    Endless silence and darkness.

    Suddenly.

    Someone whispered in her ear:

    “Hmm… it’s quite standard, but you look like you’re about to hack someone. You need to change that.”

    Then someone else said:

    “Yes, teacher, I will definitely find a way to change it.”

    “Sit down and listen to the lecture.”

    She opened her eyes.

    Ning Yunyu was startled.

    She had fallen asleep in high school class.

    The transfer student sitting next to her had just answered the teacher’s question and secretly passed her a note.

    “It’s not that the road has reached its end, but that it’s time to turn.”

    So familiar…

    Was the life she had just lived merely a dream?

    That tragic and terrifying future—

    Just a dream?

    Her life hadn’t even begun.

    Nothing had started yet!

    Ning Yunyu’s eyes widened, and her body trembled violently.

    The void flickered.

    She found herself sitting in a coffee shop.

    Outside the window, the sun was setting.

    Dusk.

    This was…

    In her dream, this was the place where the betrayer had their first date after the graduation ball.

    Lord of Death.

    No.

    —Richard.

    The girl sat for a while, and sure enough, she saw Richard hurrying in.

    “Sorry, I was held up by something.”

    The boy sat down and asked with a smile:

    “What would you like to drink?”

    The girl was silent for a moment, then said, “Let’s just leave it at that.”

    “At that? At what?” the boy asked, puzzled.

    “Let’s just leave it at that, Richard. Before anything happens, we don’t need to continue.”

    “Are you… serious?” The boy’s face turned pale.

    “Yes,” the girl looked at him and said seriously.

    “Fine. You’re too headstrong. You’ll definitely regret it someday.”

    The boy stood up angrily and walked out of the coffee shop.

    Only the girl remained, sitting alone.

    At this moment.

    She rejected him.

    Her memories froze there.

    Because of the change in life choices, everything that happened subsequently in her memory could no longer continue.

    The light and shadows around began to become chaotic.

    —It’s time to end it.

    The girl looked at the lingering glow outside the window, not speaking for a while.

    Someone walked over and sat opposite her.

    Shen Ye.

    “Do you know me?” he asked.

    “The Lord of the Abyss of Destruction used my soul to interact with you, essentially using me to seduce you, so of course I know you,” the girl said.

    She continued, “So that wasn’t a dream.”

    “Instead of being trapped by the past, why not wake up from this moment,” Shen Ye said.

    He looked at the setting sun outside the window, watching the golden light spread across the long street, and said:

    “Speaking of magic, I actually know a type too.”

    “Oh?” the girl said.

    “Yes, that previous move was just a shallow display. In fact, I can turn your past into a dream, and then shatter it—”

    “If you still can’t get over it, this method can make you completely start over.”

    Shen Ye said.

    The girl remained silent.

    After a long while, she finally said, “No need. I’d rather remember the past, so I won’t be deceived like that again in the future.”

    The girl no longer looked out the window.

    She finally had the courage to look at the boy opposite her.

    “Thank you, Baxter. I remember everything you did—and I have a gift for you.”

    The girl reached into her brow and took out a shimmering fragment.

    “What is this?” Shen Ye asked.

    “I was indeed the first human to climb out of the Abyss of Destruction.”

    “The Lord of the Abyss of Destruction needs to use the souls of all sentient beings to leave the abyss, and I have the highest resonance with the Abyss of Destruction.”

    “It can unleash its full power by manifesting through my soul.”

    “This fragment is my talent of destruction.”

    The girl said.

    “You don’t have to give it to me, this is your power, keep it,” Shen Ye said.

    “A soul cannot have two supreme talents. You gave me the new talent of ‘Cosmic Awakened Body’, so I don’t need this anymore,” the girl said.

    Shen Ye was a little surprised.

    Yes.

    When fusing the soul fragments with “Mandala Ouroboros,” the soul underwent a super-evolution.

    The girl continued:

    “The talent of the abyss brought me endless pain, and I want to bid farewell to it.”

    “From now on, I will use the Cosmic Awakeness talent you gave me.”

    “Also—”

    “No entity can reach the bottom of the Abyss of Destruction, but I have been there and discovered some strange things, but I am no longer willing to delve into them.”

    “If you want to do anything, you can use this power of mine to do it.”

    She placed the glowing fragment in front of Shen Ye.

    “Alright,” Shen Ye nodded.

    He picked up the water on the table, took a sip, stood up, and said:

    “Well, I still have another kind of magic that can help you remember the past, but the future is a blank slate.”

    “—This will allow you to better integrate into the new world and start a new life.”

    The girl looked at him, suddenly realizing something.

    “No.”

    She stood up, gathered her courage, and said, “Baxter, I—”

    Shen Ye had already spoken:

    “Obliviate.”

    As the words fell.

    In fact, there was no magic, but—

    Lines of faint micro-text flashed in the void:

    “You have activated the idiom ‘Most Familiar Stranger’.”

    “Description: When cast on a target, the target will immediately perceive you as a stranger/the most familiar person.”

    “Currently selected ‘stranger’.”

    “—We only blame our love for being so surging, so deep.”

    The girl stood still, stunned and unmoving.

    A wisp of surging faint light flashed in Shen Ye’s eyes, finally gradually disappearing.

    He said softly:

    “Go to the Death Planet.”

    “You will have your own life.”

    Along with his voice, a door silently opened.

    He pushed the bewildered girl into the door.

    Suddenly.

    The Dharma Aspect opened.

    A beautiful woman with closed eyes whispered:

    “After the soul body reincarnates in a multi-layered universe, it will forget more things, and everything about her will have nothing to do with you from now on.”

    Shateler!

    “You’re awake?” Shen Ye asked.

    “No, it’s just that this moment is too crucial, I forced myself to take a look,” Shateler said.

    “Let her live a good life,” Shen Ye said.

    “Hmm, don’t worry, but the destruction seal on her will follow her, turning into another existence that will trouble her in her life,” Shateler said.

    “The new talent you fused for her is very powerful, so it should be fine,” Su Su also interjected.

    “You two are awake?” Shen Ye was surprised.

    “What’s the point of sleeping when there’s gossip? We have to force ourselves to see the ending,” Su Su said.

    “It’s already the end,” Shen Ye said.

    “Yes.” The two women agreed cheerfully.

    The Dharma Aspect slowly receded.

    “Not bad, kid,” Su Su yawned and finally said.

    “Baxter, help me find some power. I’ll recover so I can help you,” Shateler’s voice was as gentle as water.

    “Alright, I’ll figure something out,” Shen Ye said.

    The two women stopped talking and slowly fell into a deep sleep.

    The Dharma Aspect disappeared.

    The Ship of Destruction suddenly jumped out and shouted loudly:

    “How did you cultivate this ability to survive so well in the cracks!”

    “Less nonsense, let’s go.” Shen Ye said grumpily.

    “Where to?” Uncle Seven asked.

    “Since we’re here, let’s go to the bottom of the abyss.”

    At this moment.

    Ning Yunyu’s soul had departed.

    All the surrounding sights vanished.

    Shen Ye was back on the cliff of the Abyss of Destruction.

    He held the glowing fragment from Ning Yunyu’s soul in his hand and whispered:

    “Fuse.”

    On the other side.

    Death Planet.

    Xu Xingke, a cigarette hanging from his lips, opened a bottle of mineral water and washed the blood from his fists.

    Jian Ji stood by, looking down at the corpse on the ground.

    “Another destruction minion.”

    “—Where did they crawl into this world from? It’s really strange.”

    Xu Xingke narrowed his eyes and said, “The Death Planet is no longer safe. Don’t hold onto illusions. We must mobilize immediately.”

    “Indeed,” Jian Ji said with a sigh.

    Suddenly.

    Xu Xingke’s phone rang.

    He answered the call, and immediately a sweet, childish girl’s voice came through:

    “Teacher, I have something to tell you.”

    “Hmm? Aren’t you in seclusion? How did you come out?” Xu Xingke asked.

    “I actually awakened my past life memories this time—I used to be a spatial-temporal mage standing at the peak of the world!”

    The girl was excited, chattering away.

    “Spatial-temporal mage… The Eternal World and the World of Truth don’t have such a profession. It seems you’re from another world? This is worth paying attention to.”

    Xu Xingke pondered.

    “Exactly. I remember when I reincarnated, I used all my strength to perform one last space-time spell.”

    “Then guess what—I chose to reincarnate sixteen years ago!”

    “And I happened to meet Shen Ye!”

    Xu Xingke laughed, casually saying, “Did you two have a past life connection?”

    “A tiny bit of connection, but he’s a bad guy,” the girl said indignantly.

    “Alright, where are you? I’ll go with Jian Ji later to see the results of your seclusion,” Xu Xingke said.

    “At the base.”

    “Okay, you wait for us.”

    The call ended.

    On the phone screen, the small words “Song Yinchen calling” also disappeared.

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