Traveling through the world of high martial arts, I became a poor scholar with no strength.
My classmates competed for fame, and the geniuses competed for luck. They all laughed at me for being mediocre.
I didn't fight, I just silently sent away three generations of sword masters, and I killed every invincible emperor.
It was not until a thousand years later, when the world opened the history books, that they discovered to their horror that behind every page stood a "short-lived" scholar like me.
——After all, with an unlimited lifespan and a deduction simulator, what I don't lack most is time.
