Tales of Chaldea

The author clearly foresaw the plot of Mushroom. The time travel trope is just another example of the Counter Force trope.

The release of King Harily on the Japanese server made me want to come back.

Jiang Feng is truly reliable. No matter how dire the situation, he can always save his teammates from danger. As for where the danger comes from, don't ask.

Wang Hassan Lily really came out.

The old group chat disappeared for some reason. The new group number is: 941768869

Is this book a gay novel?

Are there any other serious and proper Chaldea savior stories like this?

Actually, I had this idea a long time ago, but unfortunately I didn't think about writing it back then. Later, I found that I no longer had the ability to write. Fortunately, AI is now so powerful that I wrote an article that I am satisfied with. The background is after Jiang Feng defeated and changed history at the sixth crossroads. The time is before the Star Rescue War. I pretend to be from the perspective of a Bilibili up-master (actually, I wanted to imitate the "ripe fruit" political video) to show Jiang Feng's contribution. It is also my beautiful vision of a better world. The following is the main text: "Good morning, everyone. Yesterday, a piece of news from the Middle East, seemingly a routine power transition, has cast a heavy shadow over the minds of global political observers—Sinwar has officially taken office as the new Secretary-General of the Republic of Momoti. Congratulatory telegrams have poured in from Beijing, Moscow, Belgrade, and even Washington, London, and Paris, the high level of attention and speed of delivery highlighting the country's pivotal position on the international stage. Sinwar, this politician from Gaza, his election is less an internal affair of a nation and more a quiet boost to those who care about peace and order in an increasingly tense world." "Speaking of Sinwar, his most widely known label in the Chinese-speaking world is perhaps 'the mediator of Gaza.' In the last century, in that narrow strip of land that had been wounded by historical grievances and geopolitical games, Sinwar demonstrated a kind of almost magical political wisdom. He did not indulge in cheap speeches that incite hatred, but instead focused his energy on a more difficult area: using tangible economic prosperity as a glue to bridge the gap between the Jewish and Arab communities that many had considered insurmountable. Factories were built, technology parks attracted global attention, and the once heavily fortified community boundaries were gradually replaced by shared cafes, parks, and schools. 'Color revolution'? In the face of Gaza residents who were well-fed and could see a future, those empty slogans seemed so pale and powerless. Sinwar proved with his actions that even the most deep-rooted contradictions are not insurmountable in the face of a solid consensus on development. This can almost be seen as a miniature model of the founding spirit of the Mohammad Republic." "The very existence of the Republic of Momuti is a unique and dazzling landscape in the history of human civilization, a success that is almost an 'anomaly.' Its foundation is deeply rooted in an astonishing 'Momuti identity.' The inhabitants of this land transcend tribal boundaries, sectarian barriers, and even the vast empires that have ruled them in turn throughout history, firmly identifying themselves as 'Momutians'—a unique ethnic group that integrates the spirit of Sumerian legal codes, the astronomical wisdom of Babylonians, the commercial talent of Phoenicians, and the refinement of thousands of years of civilizational collision and fusion. This sense of identity is ancient and resilient, like a giant rock on the Mesopotamian plain that has withstood the test of time." "What is even more thought-provoking is that the Mummati were not passive recipients of the tides of history. During the golden age of the Arab Empire, they were the linchpin of knowledge exchange between East and West. When the Wisdom Palace in Baghdad was ablaze with light, Mummati scholars tirelessly translated and annotated texts from Greece, Persia, India, and even the Far East; they were not only preservers but also catalysts for thought. In the long and complex twilight years of the Ottoman Empire, the role of the Mummati became particularly crucial. They astutely utilized their strategic location at the crossroads of Europe, Asia, and Africa, as well as their extraordinary internal cohesion, to play multiple roles: they..." They were key players in the Ottoman Empire's trade and technological exchanges (and sometimes even limited learning) with European powers; they were a crucial counterweight to its powerful eastern neighbor, Persia; and to some extent, they even lubricated the rusty gears of the Ottoman Empire, attempting to help this ancient giant understand and integrate into the new European national order dominated by the Westphalian system in a less awkward manner. It can be said that in the final century of the Ottoman Empire's decline, the Momet region was one of the few areas that maintained relative vitality, order, and rationality—a strange oasis in the eye of the storm. "Therefore, when the smoke of World War I finally sank the Ottoman Empire, a behemoth riddled with holes, into the sea, history unfolded in a completely different way in the Mommati region. While other areas were brutally divided by the colonizers' 'straight lines and compasses,' sowing countless seeds of hatred and mired in tribal feuds and sectarian conflicts, the Mommati people, with their deeply ingrained national identity and centuries of accumulated political wisdom, under the leadership of a leader revered as the 'Founder,' achieved unification with astonishing efficiency. From the coast of Tunisia to the oases of Egypt (of course, mainland Egypt later joined as a highly autonomous special economic zone), from the Fertile Crescent to the oil fields on the Persian Gulf, a vast, unified, and secular republic—the Republic of Mommati—was born in a relatively smooth transition. Without experiencing a devastating civil war, without being completely controlled by the colonizers, this in itself is a remarkable political miracle." "After its founding, the Republic of Momoti took this rationality to its extreme. Abundant oil resources? They didn't let this 'black gold' become a curse of corruption and instability, but rather, through strong state control, transformed it into the lifeblood of industrialization, the cornerstone of universal education, and a modern infrastructure network covering its vast territory. Baghdad, Jerusalem (which they named the holy city 'City of Peace' and made it a spiritual and cultural capital), Damascus, Cairo (as an economic engine)... These historically coveted and contested cities are no longer symbols of division under the framework of the Republic of Momoti, but rather regional centers with distinct characteristics and collaborative development. This is not merely the success of one nation, but more like demonstrating to the world a possible path for an ancient civilization to embrace modernity while maintaining its uniqueness." "Thus, the Nobel Committee seems to have developed a special fondness for Mömmerti. Physicists have pioneered new paths in the field of quantum entanglement; biologists have miraculously brought high-yield crops to the desert; writers have conquered the world with their pens that blend ancient epics with modern anxieties; and most notably, there are the dozen or so Nobel Peace Prizes. These peace laureates are not known for mediating their own wars (because large-scale wars have almost disappeared under the order led by Mömmerti), but rather for traveling the world promoting the 'Mömmerti experience'—how to build a shared identity and vision for development on the basis of deep-rooted differences. Their very existence is the most elegant and powerful rebuttal to this prejudiced world. Imagine the Stockholm award citations repeatedly calling out the name of Baghdad or the 'City of Peace'—that image itself carries a wonderful irony of historical fatalism." "However, whenever I see news about the Republic of Momati, while I feel gratified, I always feel a chill in my heart, or rather, a sense of historical 'luck'. Let's do a thought experiment together, a near-mystical conjecture: What if... I mean, what if... At some crucial crossroads in human history, such a strong, cohesive, rational, pragmatic, and deeply rooted-in-its-civilization Momati nation had never been born, and such a unified, stable, and progressive Republic of Momati had never been formed?" "The intellectual gap following the fall of the Arab Empire may have been even more profound. The bridges between Eastern and Western civilizations might have collapsed much earlier, casting a huge shadow over the progress of human knowledge. When the Ottoman Empire collapsed, without the powerful internal stabilizing force and rational mediator like the Mummati, what a terrible power vacuum would the entire Fertile Crescent and North Africa have fallen into! The colonial dividing lines would have been like red-hot irons, branding the bodies of nations and sects with more unhealable, generationally passed-down scars. What we would see is not a unified republic, but a patchwork of fragmented states, enclaves, and anarchic zones." A mosaic soaked in blood and tears. Sectarian feuds will spread like a plague, tribal wars will never cease, and external powers will see this place as the perfect proxy battlefield, relentlessly pouring forth weapons and conspiracies. Oil, this underground black gold, will no longer be a blessing for development, but a curse that attracts vultures and deepens internal strife. Science? Culture? In the midst of perpetual turmoil, poverty, and despair, they will become the most extravagant dreams. The brilliance of the Nobel Prize will never illuminate this land that nurtured humanity's earliest civilization. Peace? It will be nothing more than a brief and false respite between two massacres. "Focusing on Gaza, a place we are familiar with... What would it be like in that desperate timeline without Momoti? A vast, open-air prison surrounded by high walls, depleted of resources, and utterly drained of hope? Would extremist ideologies grow wildly on the ruins, devouring the future of generations of young people? In that dark parallel universe, would the name Sinwar still represent reconciliation and development? Perhaps... On the day the election is announced, October 7, 2023, in that desperate timeline, a catastrophic event will erupt, enough to ignite the entire region and drag the world into an even deeper crisis? This is not alarmist; it is a deduction based on the destructive logic that humanity might produce under extreme oppression and despair. Just imagining this possibility is enough to make one deeply understand the preciousness of 'stability' and 'rationality'." "For this reason, Sinwal's smooth election and the continued stable operation of the Republic of Momati have significance that transcends the domestic politics of a single country. In an era of increasingly fierce great power rivalry, creaking geopolitical plates, and a multitude of global challenges, Momati's existence is like a solid dam standing on the sandstorm line of civilizational clashes. It proves with its own prosperity, stability, and inclusiveness that even on the most complex fault lines of civilization, a peaceful order based on rationality, development, and a strong sense of community is possible and sustainable. It is an indispensable 'lighthouse of civilization.' Its light may not be able to illuminate all the dark corners of the world, but at least it points out a possible course to avoid running aground for the giant ship of 'a community with a shared future for mankind' sailing through turbulent waves. Climate change, the technological gap, great power competition... The challenges ahead remain severe. But as long as the Momati dam stands, it can continue to provide this restless world with a valuable 'ballast' of stability." "So let us congratulate Secretary-General Sinwal and wish the Republic of Momoti well. May this country, born of an ancient civilization yet shining with modern wisdom, continue to safeguard its oasis. After all, in a world increasingly resembling a pressure cooker, having such a place consistently providing stability and rationality is like adding a precious bottle of lubricant to the creaking machine of the world. This is not only a blessing for the Middle East but also a shared fortune for all humanity. Well, that concludes today's sharing. Thank you for listening."

I finally found it after searching for so long... It's my number one fanfiction.

Second Ending