Infinite Fighting

In the course of time and space, many things are changed, but many things remain the same.

After Zhang Ji changed the key point, the Eastern Pole Kingdom did not dare to pursue and kill him.

Later, he returned to the Eastern Pole Kingdom alone and, as before, overthrew the Eastern Pole Kingdom's regime, winning the supreme position in the Supreme Fighting Tournament.

With his help, Li Long became the new Holy King.

In the second year of the Supreme Calendar, he married Gu Shuangshuang. To this day, they have a child who is over two years old, named "Li Fan".

The 13th day of the sixth month of the fifth year of the Supreme Calendar.

Li Long, carrying the child, came to pay his respects to Zhang Ji.

Zhang Ji took the two-year-old Li Fan from Li Long's arms and held him, teasing him for a while.

He neither cried nor made a fuss, and his eyes did not show the confusion of a child, but rather appeared intelligent and sensible, addressing the Supreme Lord repeatedly, which made Zhang Ji's expression subtle.

Li Long and Gu Shuangshuang are now much more reserved in their attitude towards him.

If you're in a high position, you may not care, but those around you must exercise self-discipline.

This is also why the higher you stand, the lonelier you become.

Zhang Ji handed Li Fan to Li Long and said, "Take him to the Marrow Cleansing Pool to cleanse him more. He's over two years old, but he doesn't even have the strength to throw an elephant."

"Let's wait until he's more mature. Giving him too much power too early isn't good," Li Long said.

The "sensible" aspect here does not refer to his knowledge.

Rather, it's the events experienced.

Without a complete set of values, simply imparting knowledge cannot make one a wise individual. If one is given too much power and loses reverence for life, one will become a beast with only strength.

"It's your child, you decide what to do with him," Zhang said indifferently.

In any case, he has no intention of having children.

He was too lazy to teach his two apprentices, let alone his children.

After Li Long left with the child, Zhang Ji was left alone in the vast Supreme Hall once again.

Lonely?

To say there is none is true; there is a little, but not much.

He roams through the river of time and space, and his projection is everywhere in that infinite space and time. The so-called loneliness is only a little bit here. In fact, when you feel it in sync, his experience is unimaginable to ordinary beings.

Just then, Zhang Ji suddenly looked in front of him.

A being whose form could change shape appeared.

He appears to be human, but as Zhang Ji examines him closely, he seems to possess infinite other information. The spacetime information around him is constantly being rewritten, and new spacetime rules are constantly being generated.

That kind of spacetime scale is hundreds of millions of times larger than his.

The spatiotemporal rules it carries are on a completely different scale from those of Zhang Ji.

"The warden of the Bezel civilization, [Zero Mist]?"

Zhang Ji was able to read the other party's identity information.

He had considered this moment when he was changing the timeline, but at this moment, he was still shocked by the sheer size of the other party.

"Tampering with the sacred timeline is forbidden," Jue Wu said. "I will put you to trial."

In an instant, time and space around Zhang Ji froze, and his physical form in the material world was erased.

However, that's all. The three spacetime rules that Zhang Ji possesses are engraved deep within spacetime and cannot be destroyed.

“You can’t kill me!” Zhang Ji said.

“There are many definitions of death,” Jue Wu said.

The next moment, Zhang Ji's consciousness particles were instantly scattered into infinite parts, and were transmitted by the Absolute Mist to the infinite spacetime in the boundless chaos.

Zhang Ji's spacetime information still remains, but it has been scattered and split into infinitely small single particles.

In this way, he will be unable to return for billions of years.

This is not much different from death.

"This might be better," Jue Wu thought to himself.

He should have imprisoned Zhang Ji in the Eternal Prison, but when he tried to explore Zhang Ji's potential, he saw the darkness that swept everything away and devoured everything, the origin of all things returning to nothingness.

This reminded him of the "giant attractor" hypothesis. To prevent all of this from happening, he chose to break up Zhang Ji and not give him a chance.

After doing all this, he left the Origin Civilization.

He did not intend to restore the timeline that Zhang Ji had altered.

Because that rule was stipulated by a god-level civilization and enforced on their behalf, it also placed restrictions on him.

Since what has already happened, he cannot change it.
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Pitch black, chaotic.

Zhang Ji was in a dazed state and didn't know how much time had passed; his consciousness particles were instinctively moving closer to each other and converging.

Finally, a conscious being capable of thinking returned to him.

In the void, his physical form was recreated.

Weakness, an indescribable weakness, as if even the slightest movement is difficult.

Apart from the three spacetime rules, all other basic information about him has been erased, and now he is not even as good as an ordinary person.

Other particles of consciousness are scattered throughout the chaotic spacetime. Some have come closer, but most are still wandering aimlessly, not knowing when they will be able to reassemble into new consciousness entities.

This is the first consciousness, so we must be careful not to let it be discovered. If it is discovered and scattered again, it is unknown how long it will take for it to return.

Jue Wu's strength far surpasses his own; in his current state, he is no match for her.

Fortunately, time and space are eternal, so he won't die. In infinite possibilities, there will always be a chance to turn things around.

The immediate priority is to rapidly increase the information volume of this consciousness entity, and then synchronize the consciousness particles in other time and spacetimes to rebuild the time-space network and restore its strength.

Looking around, Zhang Ji realized that he was on the edge of a huge city.

Judging from the architectural style of that city, it resembles a relatively primitive form of civilization.

He tried to move his body, but it was difficult. Although he had taken on a human form, his energy was too low, so low that he was probably not even as good as an infant.

Fortunately, the three major spacetime rules can still be invoked.

Boundless Energy!
A small amount of energy surged from Zhang Ji's body, allowing him to move his fingers slightly, but that was all; any more and he feared it would disintegrate the body he was using.

The material world is too unstable, and his body is also very fragile. The power to alter the rules of spacetime could easily destroy it.

You must control the degree and not exceed the body's limit.

He needs to reconstruct the carriers of the three elements of matter, information, and energy in order to fully bear the power of his spacetime rules.

Fortunately, it's not difficult. Even in his current state, Zhang Ji feels that he can do it soon.

One or two years is more than enough.

The tip of Zhang Ji's finger twisted in the void and directly probed into the lower dimension.

Energy surged forth incessantly, and Zhang Ji obtained a small drop of dragon essence blood.

It has no other effects than cleansing the marrow and tempering the body, thus strengthening the physique.

However, Zhang Jineng currently has limited energy sources at his disposal, and this small drop of dragon essence blood is not very potent.

It took almost half a day for that drop of dragon essence blood to be elevated to a higher dimension. Zhang Ji held it in his palm, and it automatically seeped into his pores and was absorbed by him.

This absorption efficiency is very high because Zhang Ji has set it to be an information rule that can be quickly absorbed by the body through the pores.

Soon, Zhang Ji's ability to move was no longer limited to his fingers, but extended to his entire body.

They have more information about them and possess basic operational capabilities.

He staggered a couple of steps, then a look of joy appeared on his face.

He didn't know how long he experienced that dazed feeling; he lost all sense of time.

Compared to that feeling, it's so much better now.

He staggered forward, and after ten steps, he returned to normal. After fourteen steps, his energy was full, and after sixteen steps, he was a strong and robust man.
The initial accumulation is always the most difficult.

But once you get past that initial stage, it will grow rapidly, like a snowball rolling downhill.

Therefore, Zhang is very confident that he can return to his peak within one or two years.

When Zhang Ji arrived at the city gate, he already possessed strength comparable to a D-level expert.

The guards were two armed soldiers who did not stop Zhang Ji.

Zhang Ji's current appearance is not very respectable. He is physically strong, but he has short hair, wears a short shirt, and is barefoot. He looks like a poor laborer. He can't get any money out of him, and he can't possibly be hiding any contraband. There's nothing to question him about.

Zhang Ji didn't care about any of that; he was just here to absorb some popularity.

Upon entering the city, the surrounding area was immediately apparent.

Street vendors, merchants hawking their wares, and horse-drawn carriages traveling along the road.

This civilization is indeed still very primitive.

With a slight thought, Zhang Ji began to understand the noisy language around him.

It wasn't just official language; Zhang Ji could also understand colloquialisms, local dialects, and even their coded language.

[Dimensional Sublimation] grants Zhang Ji an all-powerful modification privilege. Although it still has some limitations, when combined with [Boundless Energy], Zhang Ji is practically omnipotent.

These two can be described as a perfect example of stepping on one's own foot with the other.

In comparison, [Limit] is rather mediocre.

It can only integrate and elevate a certain amount of its own information to lead to a future with the greatest potential.

Of course, if used properly, it can indeed turn the rotten into the miraculous.

Zhang Ji stopped in front of a roast duck shop, intending to go in, but was stopped by the people in front of the door.

“Brother, look carefully, this is Bao Ya Fang. You can’t get a duck for less than two silver leaves!” the gatekeeper said to Zhang Ji.

Just as Zhang Ji was about to offer money, a man in bright yellow brocade robes, accompanied by servants, squeezed through the crowd and said, "You snobbish jerk! Do you have more heads or more legs than them? When you open a business, you should let people in if they want to eat. What kind of behavior is this, blocking them? I'll treat this brother to all his roast ducks from now on, ten thousand to start! Come whenever you want to eat. If you're still hungry, come to the Cao residence and tell them my name is Cao Wei. I may not have anything else, but I'll give you plenty of money!"

As he spoke, the man beside him handed several silver notes to the welcoming shopkeeper, and then the servant slapped himself in the face and ushered Zhang Ji inside.

Cao Wei, from beginning to end, never really looked at Zhang Ji properly. He kept saying that the servant was looking down on people, but he himself wasn't much better. He was just enjoying the thrill of spending money to show off and slap people in the face.

After Zhang Ji sat down, a servant immediately brought over a roast duck and a pure gold plaque. He said, "Sir, when you come to eat in the future, just show this plaque. There are 10,000 roast ducks, and you can eat until you're done. We will never shortchange you, and they are all the best ducks!"

They actually did as instructed and didn't embezzle Cao Wei's money.

Cao Wei's family background seems to be quite extraordinary in this area.

"Who invited me to eat roast duck?" Zhang Ji asked.

"You don't even know Young Master Cao?" The servant seemed to have heard something unbelievable, and then explained, "Young Master Cao is the son of the Cao family. His father, Cao Manying, is the governor-general of the Maritime Transport Bureau."

Maritime transport is under the Governor-General's jurisdiction!
Zhang Ji could tell how much power and wealth his family had just from these two keywords.

Even in modern times, money is probably just a number now.

In this feudal society, as long as his father was in power, his money was inexhaustible, unless he asked to buy the city.

However, it's possible to buy them, but the official sellers certainly won't sell them. (End of Chapter)