I Am a Philanthropist in Another World

My name is Zhou Ningyuan, and I am probably the most perfunctory and unprofessional time and space adventurer who travels between the two worlds. What's special about me is that whenever the Mysterious Realm is closed and time passes crazily for three hundred years, all the traces I leave there, not a single footprint, a word, or even a sip of water given unintentionally, will not be washed away or erased by the three hundred years of law. Therefore, there are always some consequences that even I can't figure out, quietly growing on the other side of the world. Such as now. The woman sitting high on the bone throne was wearing a long dress intertwined with black and red. Her face was as beautiful as ice, as cold as eternal ice, and the majestic devilish aura lingered around her. At this moment, the empress who controls all demons was slowly stepping down from the throne, and nodded slightly towards me in the eyes of countless unruly demons. There was a rare hint of warmth in her cold voice: "Your Excellency once said that only by living can you have the possibility of change." "For the next three hundred years, this statement will be my only Taoist heart."