Three Minutes Before the End, I Went over and Sent a Message

Five hundred years ago, someone implanted a causal firewall at the bottom of the timeline - the extreme threshold. It monitors all variables and triggers doomsday formatting once the historical deviation exceeds the standard. And I, Chen Du, am the only bug in the entire timeline. Memory tracing system: Sense of déjà vu → Emotional anchor → Fragments emerge → Mirror communication → Memory carrying → Multi-line parallelism → Debris touch → Consciousness projection → Threshold stealth → Origin interference. Every time you die, your ability increases by one level. Every time you advance to a higher level, you are one step closer to madness. The Proofreaders organization used the scalpel of cause and effect to erase my existence—failure. The Great Prophet called system permissions to trim the timeline - failed. Executioner K's pursuit across timelines - failed. They don't understand that a person who has died hundreds of times has nothing to fear. I'm not trying to save the world. The world sucks. I just want to wake up three minutes ahead of the end. This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.