Chapter 271 Embers
Yi Chun gradually woke up from his drowsy consciousness.
He began to feel the breeze blowing past and smell the fireworks coming from the distant city-state.
It seems like a long time has passed...
Yi Chun tried to shake the tree canopy.
A stiff feeling suddenly came over my neck, just like after sleeping for too long.
At this time, Yi Chun realized that some changes had taken place in his body.
"I have a stone?"
Following some dull sounds, Yi Chun discovered that his body had undergone great changes.
The heavy rock was deeply attached to his body.
Those once wooden fibers now take on some indescribable qualities.
Yi Chun read his own annual rings, which recorded everything that had happened over the years...
After a long time, Yi Chun woke up from the ancient memories he was immersed in.
He wasn't sure exactly how many years had passed.
But judging from the dense number of circles on the tree rings, it should be at least a thousand years old.
Yi Chun is not bothered by the amount of time that has passed.
After all, for a simple tree, a thousand years is just a slightly long movie.
More often than not, daily life is a monotonous and boring endless cycle.
His body had also suffered from insect damage and fire, which bore deep marks .
And now, as Yi Chun's consciousness awakens, something new is gradually emerging from there.
Yi Chun projects his perception onto the outside world.
He heard the melodious bells of the distant city-state and saw lambs wandering under the ancient fence.
He knew the sorrow and joy of all things, and he understood the disasters and miracles of the past.
He also sensed everything that was about to be overturned...
It was war, it was blood, it was treason and subversion of royal power.
There is nothing new under the sun...
For some reason, Yi Chun thought of this proverb from Earth.
He has always been indifferent to power struggles that originated from human selfishness.
That may be the choice that allows individuals to survive better in human civilization.
But desires that begin with selfishness will never bring light and evolution.
Beyond the area reached by those intertwined and struggling gazes, there is a more brilliant world.
What is dirty is destined to be cleaned.
What is filthy is destined to be burned.
When time is stretched to tens of thousands of years, or even further, there are cold and impartial words that silently narrate all this farce.
Or perhaps, in that magnificent book, it does not even deserve a single word of evaluation.
Thousands of years have passed, and nothing seems to have changed.
Yi Chun sensed the city-state in the distance and thought silently.
In his opinion, the castle's magnificent stone fortress was not more dazzling than the ice house built by their ancestors thousands of years ago.
For a race that has been endowed with his wisdom, they should have had the ability to change the world long ago.
Even if you can't travel to more remote areas, explore resources and discover the unknown.
But individuals should also be able to have enough food and be protected from the cold and the heat.
The truth is:
They blocked this wisdom and attempted to rule the race forever with royal power.
Perhaps, it should be different from the fate and choices they have faced.
The kingship is not eternal...
Stupid bastards...
Yi Chun shook his head slowly in his heart.
He might have some understanding of the information corresponding to this copy.
Is it fate?
No, it's dirty desire.
When the interests of the individuals become tangled together, it is no more disgusting than a ball in the sewer...
…
…
"For Ernans!"
The fire illuminated the night sky of the city.
Crying, screaming, fighting, everything is intertwined in this luxurious castle.
The night breeze with a scorching breath brought real-time information to Yi Chun.
He just remained silent and stared calmly.
For Yi Chun, who is familiar with the history of many worlds, what is happening now is not very interesting or novel.
He just lamented their stupidity, or short-sightedness.
They have clearly mastered the power of wisdom, but they are still heading down the path of self-destruction.
In the infinite repetition, there will always be some indescribable disasters.
Especially after they have mastered certain forbidden powers...
"Why!"
The boy in armor looked at the girl who was surrounded by people not far away.
He roared at the girl with anger and confusion.
The dirty blood stained his armor red.
Some belong to others, and some belong to him...
He knew he was going to die.
"You will only bring ruin to Ernans, my brother."
"And I also crave for more..."
The girl stared at her brother and said so.
"Does a despicable rebellion also want to bring glory?"
"I'll be waiting for you in the cemetery, my..."
"younger sister."
The boy fell to the ground.
Suddenly, someone rushed forward to peel off his armor.
The girl just watched all this coldly. She was also of Ernans' bloodline.
Maybe she can bring about some change?
Yi Chun read the information in the wind and thought so.
…
…
But no…
Another hundred years passed, and the girl grew from young to old.
Under her rule, the kingdom prospered.
Even the lowest-ranking slaves could at least survive.
People cheered her name, as if it was in the ancient times...
In the end, she died.
Human life span has its limits after all.
Even someone as powerful as her needs to face a fair death.
Yi Chun watched her being slowly placed into the cold and luxurious coffin, and then engulfed by darkness.
However, the transfer of power was not as harmonious as the queen had imagined.
Although she paid enough wisdom and price for this.
But it turns out there’s always someone craving more.
Just like her, just like those who hold the throne...
What a farce...
Yi Chun thought so as he watched all this.
I have to take back what I gave, maybe that will change something?
Yi Chun thought so.
This was not difficult. After he endowed the ancestor of the royal family of Ernans with wisdom, he gained the authority over wisdom in this plane.
As Yi Chun thought about it, something disappeared.
Nothing seems to have changed, and the people of Ernans continue the cycle that has lasted for thousands of years.
Fight, prosperity, decline, rebellion...
But they were horrified to find that as craftsmen gradually disappeared and classics were destroyed in the war.
The glory that once belonged to Ernans seemed to be reduced to scattered flames.
But the powerful and wealthy don’t have to worry about the dust after all.
As the ropes were tightened, after an unexpected epidemic, only a poor shepherd was left.
He looked at everything blankly, not knowing what was going on.
There were corpses everywhere, the shackles were gone, and the kingship was only absurdly sacred...
He staggered on the ground, whipped by hunger and fatigue.
Finally, one day, he came to a big mountain.
He is tired and wants to rest...
Looking at the vast mountains, the shepherd stretched out his hand.
His numb fingers left black and red marks on the rocks.
It was some text, it was called Ernans...
Then he prostrated himself on the ground in disappointment.
He died...
There are no meteorites falling from the sky, and no twisted monsters born in the darkness.
There was no twilight of the gods, nor a flood to overturn the heavens and the earth.
A civilization came to an end in this absurd way...
Illusion, or an allusion to reality that existed in the past?
Yi Chun stared at the stone with scarlet words written on it under his feet and fell into deep thought.
And at this moment, the world around him began to distort.
New information began to appear in his consciousness...
