CHAPTER 47: CHAPTER 44: LONG BIRTHDAY DIARY 5

Port, ships, buildings, he hasn’t forgotten the various arrangements.

This is who I was before!

Yet Zhu Zhengwei at this moment flips through the diary page by page, beginning to look somewhat strange.

Is it really you who inadvertently pushed her to be so abnormal while passing by?

"Third brother, you really are a... good painter."

He took a sip of tea, cleared his throat, and said helplessly, "You have indeed brought me quite a bit of trouble. That woman, now in the sea, really gives me a headache."

He shook his head with a light laugh, glanced at the sunshine outside the window, only feeling a sense of tranquil days passing by.

This life is truly absurd.

His mood was quite tranquil, treating it as afternoon leisure reading to pass the time.

And he glanced at the adjacent weed, which had already posted the situation online.

"Brothers, I’ve encountered a hidden task!"

The Immortal Herbs admiring the scenery suddenly laughed, "What? This wallpaper game still has hidden tasks? Can’t even move, it’s a hidden plot, right? What’s the wallpaper scenery around you?"

The weed was not convinced, "It’s truly a hidden task! Who says you can’t do tasks if you can’t move? My eyes can move! My brain can move! If I can memorize certain things, I might complete the hidden task!"

Everybody was dumbfounded.

This wallpaper game is so hardcore?

Clearly a wallpaper game, can’t even move, the team has a tight budget, yet thoughtfully enriches the gameplay?

If the eyes can move, if the brain can move, can one complete the hidden task?

"Where are you?" someone immediately asked.

"I don’t know, in an old house deep in the mountains, that god with a tear mole is flipping through two books, one is the sacred writings of Emperor Shiguang, and one looks like a very old diary, while the sacred writings are blown by the wind, the page on cultivating the Qi Eating Skill happens to be right in front of me!"

"Speaking of which, this wallpaper landscape is so beautiful, afternoon sunlight, a small mountain hut, seeing as a potted plant on the desk by the window, in front of an ink-fragrance book, I feel enchanted by this splendid scene." This player was obviously a scenery enthusiast, feeling like being melted by the scenery.

With his words, everybody visualized this scene.

Indeed refreshing.

But this refreshing wallpaper scene could likely be a hidden task.

Because that book is the sacred writings, with the god descending personally to complete the total outline, covering all creatures and things in the world, including the cultivation method of the Qi Eating Skill.

Can we cultivate that Qi Eating Skill?

Generally speaking, the cultivation books in games are incomprehensible.

Basically just unrecognizable scribbles, labeled as mysterious text from the Otherworld, runny tadpole text, or blurred treatment, otherwise why let you cultivate the skills?

However, here the text can be seen clearly!?

Even if it’s the sole work of my idol, Emperor Shiguang himself??

Thinking of this, everyone began to breathe rapidly.

Could no longer hold back.

Curiosity erupted.

After all, this feeling is like suddenly getting an exclusive collectible from a long-admired idol, even if it’s poorly made, shouldn’t you at least see what classic the idol left in there!

"Enchanted my foot! Quick quick quick! Get up and hype!"

"Record the screen quickly, research swiftly!"

"Oh my hero, the lifelong blood and sweat of Emperor Shiguang, here I come! Hahahaha!"

"Speed it up~~"

...

Unnamable muttering came from nearby, but Zhu Zhengwei had long been accustomed to it, instead looking out the window.

Leaves were lush, giant trees of a primeval forest were entwined by vines, sunlight pierced through the leaves casting mottled patches.

He couldn’t help but stretch lazily, at ease, saying, "This unpolluted world truly is beautiful, no wonder they are enchanted."

He lowered his head, continued reading the diary.

[The year 0327, the dynasty flourished, governed well, Ah Da who should have died of illness discovered an Immortal Herb, ultimately stepped into that realm. I originally didn’t wish him to cultivate, perhaps it were best if he were to live out his days as a king to die of old age. Because I know if he begins cultivation, he will definitely cultivate the Evil Skill of Absorbing Evil developed by legendary Emperor Changheng of the first generation Slave Dynasty, Emperor Changheng, once the man closest to God was a super evil genius, he developed the evil Cannibalism Skill of devouring souls to rapidly expand his own Sea of Qi, harming others and himself, the second generation Emperor Changshou, due to extreme fear of death sealed the earlier generation’s skill, but Ah Da will certainly restart cultivation.]

[The year 0331, Ah Da single-handedly suppressed the other two emperors, my unease came true, he definitely devoured souls of convicts, hundreds, thousands, tens of thousands? How many souls of convicts, how much lifespan consumed? I am unclear, only knowing he acquired a power similar to the once man known as closest to God, and unified the world through it.]

[The year 0336, I decided to stop Ah Da from going astray, bringing three hundred Immortal Herbs found him, perhaps too lonely, I hoped he could also transform into an Immortal like me, but he refused. He chose to divide these three hundred Immortal Herbs among his subordinates, crafted three hundred Witches, preparing to lead the remaining two countries on a seafaring expedition. He said the Immortal Herb in the sea, if long-term humanity would perish, what use is my immortality? To witness human suffering? Another set of slave workers. His statement stayed with me ever since: ’When I consumed the Immortal Herb on the tea shed, I felt as if the God of Destiny whispered in my ear, I finally understood my mission in life, I will battle for it all my life.’]

Zhu Zhengwei flipped to this page, seeing the last line of text, his hand suddenly trembled.

He quickly shook his head, continued reading.

[The year 0351, Ah Da embarked on the expedition. I know although Ah Da defeated two emperors, he may still not be an equal to the giant of the sea, I disguised as a crew member swung that sword, it indeed has taken form, the consequences would be unimaginable if delayed.]

[The year 0367, now Ah Da has ruled for decades, the Sutra of All Living Creatures he developed concentrates decades of scholars’ wisdom worldwide, I also helped him edit this book, but he’s dying totally, the side effects are erupting. Before dying, he has a wish to meet the legendary deity, asked me to find a way for him to seek an audience. I agreed, because the thought once spoken stirred uncontrollably in my mind, I too have many questions. We coincided, and together formulated three questions.]

Zhu Zhengwei seen up to here, found the diary’s tone has become less leisurely, carrying a sense of urgency.

He took a sip of tea and flipped to the next page.

[Spring of 0376, Ah Da fell completely ill, countless physicians of places entered the palace but left shaking their heads and sighing, seeing yet another old friend dying of old age before me, devoid of any reverence for death, I also recalled the final moment facing Li Su, increasingly loathing my own weakness and cowardice, far less than their courage to face death unflinchingly.]

[But Ah Da says he admires my courage, the best relief in this world was actually death, Li Su and also he chose their relief, only an Immortal the strongest remains to bear the expectation of all living beings in history and suffer, death is truly the complete end, he actually falls far short of me. He said: immortality is the most venomous curse in this world.]

[Summer of 0376, I left the palace, wandering to a harbor to refresh my mind, suddenly felt childlike joy, playing ball with a child before the harbor, but that evening I saw the direction of Hundred-Stone City ablaze with Xiaqi from a distance, he is dying, Qi dissipating, while suddenly I saw endless golden light, a shaft of light stabbing through the clouds.]

The writing on this page increasingly scribbled, emotion not calm, the last half-page almost blank, only scrawled hieroglyphically a line of great words:

[Is it the God, has He finally truly come?]