After breaking up with my girlfriend, I became a Great Sage of the Demon Clan.

Little Yama nodded knowingly.

Simply altering reality wouldn't have caused the gods of Heaven to fall and die one by one.

The trouble caused by the Future Buddha and the Past Buddha is even bigger. The sight of the celestial stars shattered into fragments in the Jade Emperor's palm may just be the aftermath of the two Buddhas' plan.

But this residual effect, in Zhou Yan's opinion, is enough to allow humanity to survive better.

Bixia Yuanjun, who had just opened another bottle of wine, couldn't help but say something.

"You're wasting time rambling on and on. Just say what you want to say."

The Bodhisattva of Joy glanced at Bixia Yuanjun, who had already started drinking, and then looked at Zhou Yan, a slightly plump young woman who resembled the Little Yama.

"Lord Yama, Benefactor Bai Ze, this humble nun wishes to ask whether you two have received the Buddha's lamp before the Buddha?"

The slightly plump young woman, who resembled Little Yama, remained silent and restrained herself from instinctively glancing at Zhou Yan.

Zhou Yan pondered for a moment and nodded.

“I went to the Western Heavenly Gate and met the Buddha. The Buddha said he wanted to sacrifice himself to leave a glimmer of hope for Ling Mountain, so he gave me the green lamp in front of the Buddha.”

The Bodhisattva of Joy said with sorrow.

"Amitabha."

Bixia Yuanjun, standing to the side, put down the wine bottle in front of her mouth and burped.

"Little Bai Ze, do you know that this altered reality can be manipulated?"

Zhou Yan suddenly turned his head to look at Bixia Yuanjun.

Bixia Yuanjun raised an eyebrow and said.

"Judging from your expression, it seems you've thought about this kind of thing too?"

"Yes, I've thought about it."

Zhou Yan looked dejected.

“When I was in high school, my politics teacher once said that a complete society always tends toward involution, that is, the population will increase, but all the wealth and resources will converge at the top of the pyramid.”

"When the involution reaches its extreme, a few people will control the vast majority of resources, while those who cannot survive will have no choice but to dismantle the original social structure to reduce the population and redistribute resources."

A slightly chubby young woman's version of Xiao Yan↓⌒≌】“♀？腫∷[转':君 chimed in from the side.

"Xiao Yan, did your political teacher ever tell you that there are actually two approaches to solving this problem?"

“He didn’t tell me, but I heard Wei Youde mention it.”

Wei Youde was a social elite from a top university. When he spoke with Zhou Yan, he liked to quote classics and talk about history. Wei Youde also told Zhou Yan that when a society begins to become involutionary due to overpopulation, there are two solutions.

Zhou Yan held up two fingers.

"The first thing is to bring in external resources..."

The explanation for introducing external resources is simple: it means fighting wars, going out to fight wars, and seizing other people's resources and territory.

This is a very simple entropy increase model, which states that in a closed environment, the amount of entropy increase will definitely increase more and more, but when a force from outside the closed environment interferes with the closed environment, it can interrupt the increasing entropy increase.

Therefore, humanity must explore the universe. Only a resource as vast as the universe can meet humanity's needs for external interference over the next few hundred or thousand years and completely solve humanity's involution problem.

"The second is to expand the core business and bring about a new technological revolution."

Humanity has progressed through the agricultural age, the industrial age, the steam age, the electrical age, and the electronic age. With each new era, a bottom-up social revolution occurs, which expands the basic human foundation, enabling humanity to multiply its original basic production value several times over.

That is, originally, a person could only produce one unit of industrial and agricultural resources per year. After the development of the third era, with the technological bonus of the sixth era, one unit per year can be developed into ten units, or even a hundred or a thousand units.

With more resources, social problems can be significantly reduced.

However, in the current Eastern Xia United States, the prospect of exploring resources on outer space is still a long way off, and technological development has reached a bottleneck. If it weren't for the Eastern Star Lord reducing the population of the Eastern Xia United States, Zhou Yan estimated that a revolution would break out among the lower classes in a hundred years or so.

Of course, with a true god in charge, a revolution for ordinary people is practically a joke.

Zhou Yan took the green lamp from his own little world and placed it in front of the Bodhisattva of Joy.

“I used to think that if I could really control reality and change the world to the way I wanted, then I could create a lot of mineral and food resources within our country, and then start a company to provide enough jobs for enough people.”

The slightly chubby young woman next to him, who resembled Little Yama, was amused.

"I suddenly thought of something. Back in my day, some economists, I don't know if they were smart or just plain stupid, put forward an argument that the government should provide a lot of jobs to stabilize society. But the government doesn't have that many jobs to provide, so how could it?"

"Of course, we'll find 20,000 people, 10,000 to dig holes and 10,000 to fill them in. It's like doing nothing at all, but it can provide 20,000 jobs. If this plan goes well, we can have 100,000 people dig holes and 100,000 people fill them in later."

Zhou Yan was also amused.

“I’ve heard of this plan before… At least I can offer real jobs.”

As long as one can modify reality and provide sufficient resources, the positions Zhou Yan offers will genuinely provide those resources, unlike the absurd plan he concocted for social welfare—hiring 20,000 people, 10,000 to dig holes, and 10,000 to fill them.

The Bodhisattva of Joy opposite Zhou Yan gazed at the blue lamp in front of the Buddha that Zhou Yan had taken out for a while before speaking to Zhou Yan.

“Benefactor Bai Ze, even the green lamp before the Buddha can fulfill your wishes.”

Zhou Yan's expression changed.

The Bodhisattva of Joy nods his chin toward the green lamp before the Buddha.

"This is the present Buddha's fruit, which can manipulate the present. However, you, Bai Ze, are not a Buddhist cultivator and cannot inherit the present Buddha's mantle. Therefore, you can only make some minor modifications while the Jade Emperor is taking action and the situation is turbulent."

After a pause, the Bodhisattva of Joy added a sentence.

"To be able to do this good deed for ordinary people is to fulfill the merits of the Buddha's successor."

Chapter Two: Seizing

Inside a bedroom.

Su Bijun lay on the bed, her eyes closed, her face full of sweetness, and her mouth was still moving.

"dad……"

"My daughter is so good..."

"Daddy, hug me...hug me..."

Su Bijun, who was talking in her sleep, suddenly opened her eyes.

People can be categorized into many types after waking up. Some people know their name, what time they went to sleep, and what happened before they fell asleep as soon as they wake up. Others are groggy after waking up, not knowing their name or what time it is, and it takes them a while to remember who they are and what happened before they fell asleep.

As a half-step true god, once Su Bijun awoke, her memories and self-awareness quickly took over her rationality. Su Bijun sat up halfway in bed, patted her head, and blushed after doing so.

Her dream was quite peculiar. She dreamt she went to a post-apocalyptic world tainted by a spiritual plague. In that world, as a queen, she kept a male concubine, and strangely enough, this concubine was someone she knew—Zhou Yan.

This male concubine was originally a rather timid and cowardly person, but later, for some unknown reason, he forcibly grabbed her and forced her to call him... "Dad"...

Su Bijun rubbed her legs together. 4

She was hailed as a religious saint by her family, but by nature she was actually a soft-spoken girl who quite enjoyed watching domineering CEO romances and even fantasized about being forced into something by a man.

Ironically, Zhou Yan had indulged in these fantasies in front of her, and more than once.

"Am I... secretly in love with Bai Ze?"

As soon as she finished speaking, Su Bijun covered her mouth.

Bai Ze can see everything in the world at a glance. Will Bai Ze hear what I'm saying?

Su Bijun lowered her hand from her mouth again. Let her hear it or not. Anyway, Bai Ze probably wouldn't even look at her.

Su Bijun sighed. She knew that Zhou Yan's girlfriend now was Jiu Feng, another true god, and that someone like her was probably too much for Zhou Yan to care about.

Before a truly powerful god, even Su Bijun's Mi Luo Sect was somewhat insignificant.

"Dong dong dong..."

"Miss, will you be attending today's blessing ceremony?"

The blessing ceremony is a ritual held periodically by the Miro religion to win people's hearts and consolidate their faith. The blessing ceremony that a Miro saint like Su Bijun can attend is only for high-ranking people such as local big capitalists and state legislators.

Su Bijun said somewhat helplessly.

"No need, I need to rest."

The person outside responded weakly.

"The people who came this time are all high-ranking officials and dignitaries."

Su Bijun lay back down on the bed.

"What you can't have is always the best."

The point is to ensure that these high-ranking officials and dignitaries cannot see him every time, so as to keep their appetites in suspense.

The footsteps gradually faded away from behind the door.

Su Bijun, lying on the bed, murmured softly.

"dad……"

……

Five kilometers outside Su Bijun's bedroom, on a sidewalk.

Zhao Xusong, who was sitting in a car, woke up as the vehicle shook. As soon as he woke up, he screamed in anguish.

"Wait, we can live forever together!"

"Squeak...creak...creak..."

A sharp, teeth-grinding sound rang in Zhao Xusong's ears.

Zhao Xusong instinctively covered his ears, waiting for them to be released. Someone beside him asked, "Three £? 4×;○〕~'"

"Sir, are you alright?"

Zhao Xusong turned around in surprise and looked at the driver sitting next to him.

The driver asked, puzzled.

"Sir, did you have a nightmare?"

Nightmare?

Zhao Xusong scratched his head and looked around.

What happened?

Zhao Xusong remembered that the Eternal Life Society's plan was discovered by the Federal Government, which then sent a True God to confront them. Zhao Xusong was also preparing to incite ordinary people to break with the Federal Government. Then, at the moment of the breakup, someone invaded the subconscious island of Qingfeng Immortal's corpse, a place that should have been known only to core members of the Eternal Life Society like himself...

Zhao Xusong looked around blankly.

The old man saw pedestrians walking back and forth through the car window, and saw electric bikes, bicycles, and motorcycles driving past him.

Is this... time travel?

Zhao Xusong also grew up watching the modern entertainment industry, and he is more familiar with time travel and various alternate worlds than young people.

"master……"

The driver spoke again.

"Should we still go to the blessing ceremony of the Mi Luo Cult? Or should we go back now and see our family doctor?"

Zhao Xusong looked away, glanced at the driver beside him, and a few seconds later, he took out his phone.

Zhao Xusong recognized the driver; he was his driver from eight years ago. Furthermore, the shop signs outside the car window all bore Xia Wen's name. After a brief moment of doubt, Zhao Xusong crossed out the time-travel option.

The phone he took out also proved Zhao Xusong's idea.

The phone's calendar shows that Zhao Xusong is currently eight years in the past. 8

Eight years ago, just as the Longevity Society was about to discover the remains of an immortal, and he was preparing to participate in the blessing ceremony of the Mi Luo Cult, he discovered that even the Holy Maiden of the Mi Luo Cult could not grant him immortality.

So, I didn't time travel, but rather time reversed? Death.

Oh no, going back to the past is also a kind of time travel.

Zhao Xusong gradually calmed down and the old man glanced at the driver beside him.

"Let's go back. We're not going to participate in that useless blessing ceremony anymore."

The driver turned the car around and drove off the street.

Zhao Xusong straightened his clothes and leaned against the windshield. He saw large age spots on his face, as well as his weakness and pain.

Zhao Xusong is 95 years old. He has been barely surviving thanks to the Xuan Shui given to him by Xuanwu. However, the Xuan Shui, which can extend a person's life by a few years on average, only had 40% of the effect on him.

Zhao Xusong could only live for another 20 years thanks to the Xuan Shui, and now he has one foot in the grave.