The Heart of Creation: I Practice Guidance Skills in the Last Days

[Male protagonist multi-dimensional travel + decisive killing + psychosis + emphasis on emotions + no harem + fighting is fun] A plane crash threw Yang Anning into the apocalyptic wasteland. A strong man from another world forced him to become a disciple and threw in a broken book that could fall apart at any time. There were no words in the book until he concentrated - The trajectory of the projectile, the outline of the beast tide, and the light and dark in people's thoughts suddenly turned into countless flowing threads, spreading silently before his eyes. As a result, the threads intertwined into a curtain, and cause and effect curled up into a script. In this crazy world where power is respected, he became the only spectator in the audience and the inevitable person on stage. From trying to figure out the chance of life, to witnessing the thread being broken; from being naive and calculating, to being cold-hearted. The master said: This booklet is the observation notes left behind by higher-dimensional beings. Yang Anning once firmly believed—— Until he traced the thread and saw clearly the ending that had already been written in the line on the back cover of the note...