You're crazy, He Ju.
Hanyang looked at the person crawling on the ground before him with sorrow. As one of the last living people in this world, he was nearly at his limit.
“I'm not crazy! I'm not crazy! Yang, I've figured it out! I've found a way! This world doesn't need saving. Yang, we just have to die according to the original history!” He Ju shouted himself hoarse.
“What are you talking about?”
“Remember? The fate threads above transmigrators are red, but mine is blue, just like yours. I'm the key!”
“Are you playing the hero?”
“No. I have to return to the beginning. I'm insane, so I can't uncover the truth, but the eighteen-year-old me can. I need to go back to when I was eighteen. You can do whatever you want to me then!”
After being rebooted by his own actions, He Ju set out on a new journey. Transmigrators were everywhere, history was locked in place, and the ultimate truth awaited.
When suicide is the key to breaking the deadlock, what will you do?
After transmigrating, He Ju had no System, so he had no choice but to ask people everywhere to take him in.
Zhao Haicheng: Here, a new weapon.
Dudao Jianhua: When this is over, let's get married.
Hanyang: Long time no see. Let me give you a world.
Zhou Le: That's my notebook. Damage it and I'll kill you.
Tuanlan Jiajue: What are you talking about? My life is yours.
