Chang Bowen nervously accelerated his pace and quickly returned to the village.

As soon as he stepped into the village, he felt nervous.

The village was so quiet that there was no barking dogs.

Although all the buildings are intact, and the fishing catches in the drying house are safely hung in the sun, looking calm. But because of this, the scene is too different from the past, it makes the atmosphere in the village look even more strange.

Chang Bowen slowed down and swallowed nervously.

It’s really... the inexplicable existence in the village gives people too terrifying power.

This kind of horror is not the threat of seeing huge monsters from afar. As a super individual soldier who served in the empire for half a year, participated in battles of all sizes and more than a dozen times, and guarded a total of over a hundred miles of defense, Chang Bowen has completely desensitized the so-called monsters.

Before today, Chang Bowen had actually consciously transformed himself, and now he is different from the past.

He has mastered powers far beyond his imagination in his previous life, and even has confidence that if he can return to Earth one day, he can challenge all military forces below nuclear bombs in the world alone.

If it weren't for the imperial army, there were still thousands of soldiers like him, Chang Bowen believed that he would have been lost in power and became an existence like his motherland.

But now... facing the terrifying existence in the psychic perception, Chang Bowen felt like a child with a shell stripped away, the weak, helpless and humble self, but was just trapped into a powerful muscle shell.

Having said that, the other party's sense of existence is very subtle... Chang Bowen felt that it was like a sun made of psychic energy set in the village, but it did not emit any temperature or gravity, it was just a simple existence.

This incredible grand and surging combination with the phenomenon of no response in the material world gives people a thriller and shock of listening to thunder in silence.

To be honest, than checking the situation, does Chang Bowen want to turn his head and run away, and escape from this atmosphere that makes him feel weak again.

However, thinking of his parents and brother in this life, although they had been in contact for a short time, Chang Bowen's soul life for more than ten years. Apart from his grandfather, he gritted his teeth and forcibly suppressed the urge to escape.

Chang Bowen took a step by step, as if he was carrying Mount Sumeru, his blood circulation in his body accelerated, his face turned red, and his breathing gradually became heavy.

From the beginning to the end, it was almost like a beast.

Just when he was about to be unable to hold on, Chang Bowen felt that the sight of existence had cast towards him.

This feeling of being watched suddenly was so clear that it was hard to describe. But Chang Bowen only felt that the pressure on his shoulders suddenly eased, and the pace of his original progress could not be controlled, and he flew out with a "shock-!"

"Boom-! Crazy--"

Chang Bowen fell head-on into a wooden house in the fishing village. The house made of fresh logs was obviously built for the villagers not long ago, but now he has been smashed to pieces.

After four or five wooden houses collapsed in succession, he finally stopped.

Chang Bowen covered his head and raised his head from the wood fragments in a mess. Only then did he finally have the energy to see the situation clearly.

The familiar people in the village were all sitting around the flat ground in the middle of the village with a look of astonishment, looking at them in one go, with confusion in their eyes.

It was Chang Bowen's brother who struggled to squeeze out from the crowd and hurriedly ran towards him.

"Alang! Are you okay?"

Hearing his brother's shout, the villagers woke up as if they were dreaming, and hurriedly came over to help Chang Bowen move away the wood pressing against him.

Chang Bowen finally breathed a sigh of relief when he heard his brother's shout.

Although I don't know what happened, it's fine for everyone.

There was no need for the help of the villagers, so Chang Bowen stood up from the pile of wood and patted the dust on his body, looking unscathed.

Seeing this scene, Xiaohai finally breathed a sigh of relief. When he walked closer, he couldn't help but pound Chang Bowen's chest, and said in his tone: "Alang, your body is so strong now... It's worthy of being enlightened by the immortals. It's so jealous."

Because Chang Bowen often disappeared, although after he disappeared the first two times, no one noticed anything unusual, as if someone was living on his behalf. However, Chang Bowen was not sure if there was any such treatment, and he was even more uneasy about this strange phenomenon. Therefore, after he disappeared and returned the second time, he chose to confess to his family.

But the content of the confession was polished... Maybe some immortal fell in love with him, and he would take his soul to study every once in a while, and come back after learning.

Although their parents and brother were extremely surprised at the beginning, as ordinary people, they were difficult to control such things, so they could only express their concerns.

This level of confession also created space for Chang Bowen to display his special features. He began to use the power he learned from the Empire to help the village build a flatter ground, build stronger houses with logs, drive away the tigers and leopards in the forest, and drive away the sharks swimming to the nearshore.

These things have greatly improved the life in the village, and their status in the fishing village has also increased. People even occasionally read Chang Bowen with awe, thinking that he is the immortal of the future.

This kind of personal specific respect for oneself does not exist even in the Galaxy Empire... Because everyone is an equal soldier, and even has to follow the instructions of the instructor and the commander, Chang Bowen still feels very lonely.

Therefore, although there is Internet in the Galaxy Empire, it is just a kind of entertainment. The fishing village is the real home in Chang Bowen's heart.

Chang Bowen reluctantly smiled and encouraged, "Brother, you have a good talent. You can learn what I taught you very quickly."

During this period, he naturally taught himself selflessly to everyone in the village what he learned in the empire. Unfortunately, he had not learned the thing about condensing the seeds of psychic energy yet, so he could not let others feel the psychic energy.

However, in the past six months, the system gave him several secret books, which did not require spiritual energy, but instead felt spiritual energy. In this regard, his brother Xiaohai did have unique talents.

Then, Chang Bowen raised his head worriedly and finally saw a new face.

Seeing that face, Chang Bowen was stunned.

It’s not that he knows the other person…it’s mainly because the other person is really too handsome.

He is so handsome that it looks more like a pinched model. Even with his current vision, he cannot see the pores on the other person's cheeks.

I saw this man noticed his gaze and smiled and said, "Chang Bowen, when we first met, you can call me... Si Chen."

When he heard the name "Chang Bowen", Chang Bowen's head buzzed, as if he was hit hard by a big bell in the temple, and he felt dizzy.

"Chang Bowen?" Xiaohai said in confusion: "Immortal Master, his name is Xu Lang, and he is my younger brother, not Chang Bowen."

"That's the name my master gave me!" Chang Bowen said loudly without waiting for the man named Si Chen to answer.

Xiao Hai suddenly realized and said enviously: "Alang, I didn't expect you to have the name of immortals. Why didn't you tell us?"

Chang Bowen smiled awkwardly and stared at the man in front of him nervously, not wanting the other party to reveal that he was resurrecting the corpse.

He doesn't want to have any gaps with his current family.

———

"You don't have to worry. When you travel through time, your soul is integrated with the master of this body... It's just that the child has not experienced too many things. He used to be a dementia and had almost never formed his own personality. You always think that you are completely reincarnated and reborn."

After dealing with the people in the village, Zhang Zicheng found a small hill, used his will to shape a pavilion, and communicated with Chang Bowen alone.

But Chang Bowen, who was full of random thoughts, unexpectedly, would say this.

But when he heard the other party's words, Chang Bowen couldn't help but widen his eyes and murmured: "So I... I have always been their real family?"

When this thought rises, Chang Bowen only feels that the memories suppressed by the earth's personality have risen again.

He instantly accepted the little things in the previous decade of this body... At the same time, Chang Bowen also had some insights in his heart. It was precisely because of these memories and feelings that he actually had such a sense of belonging to the home and village here, and he had no strange feeling from the beginning.

Chang Bowen suddenly felt a big rock in his heart fall quietly, and a hanging heart was relieved, and even his nose felt a little sore.

Moreover, as this knot was untied, he felt that the world was wide and the spiritual energy growing on the spiritual level suddenly surged.

Chang Bowen finally let go of his fear, took a few deep breaths to calm down, opened his eyes again, looked at the man in front of him, and asked seriously: "Who are you?"

Zhang Zicheng smiled and said, "You can think... I came from the upper realm."

Upper boundary?

Chang Bowen's heart moved.

He has read a lot of secrets of martial arts during this period, and he has seen dragons in this world, and he has long guessed in his heart that this is a world of cultivation, and those martial arts are the products of this world itself.

Moreover, among those techniques, there are some descriptions of the entire cultivation system in a few words. For example, a certain sect of Qi Condensation and Repulsion once stated that practicing this magic to the top level will be beneficial even for surviving tribulation.

Since the word ascension has come out... Could it be that the person in front of me is really an immortal?

What system in my mind?

Chang Bowen dared not test, for fear that although the other party knew his identity as a time traveler, he did not know the golden finger that could easily pass through the universe in his mind. Then wouldn’t he send it to the door for free?

But if you don’t mention the system, what should you do if your soul is called to practice by the gods and is exposed?... People all know the name of their soul. How could they not know whether the soul has flew out?

Chang Bowen was a little confused again, not knowing whether he should tell the truth.

Zhang Zicheng smiled and knew his thoughts clearly.

However, Zhang Zicheng deliberately misled his ideas to help him in the future plan.

Zhang Zicheng slowly spoke, "Chang Bowen... do you know, what does ascension mean?"

Chang Bowen is inexplicably confused. He is a novice in his practice, how could he know?

But since the other party asked, it was obvious that he wanted to explain to himself. Chang Bowen quickly sat upright and shook his head seriously and said, "I don't know."

"Assault, to put it bluntly, is just going from a relatively low-level universe to another higher-level dimension."

Zhang Zicheng said softly.

Chang Bowen blinked and was confused about the words "cosmic" and "dimension" heard from the immortals.

However, what Zhang Zicheng said was purely a lie.

In other words, he did not take the initiative to understand the immortals in this universe, nor did he systematically understand the cultivation system of this universe.

The reason Zhang Zicheng originally gave himself was that he wanted to learn and research from scratch like Chang Bowen, a time traveler.

But after thinking during this period of time, Zhang Zicheng finally understood the real reason why he was unwilling to deeply contact the world's cultivation system in his subconscious...

That is why he is afraid. He is afraid that the cultivation system he understands and comes into contact with is different from what he imagines. It is completely different from the purpose he wanted to create when he first created the prehistoric world.

Zhang Zicheng was extremely grateful for his subconscious... because he had known in a conversation with the system a long time ago that once he, a high-dimensional person, would completely anchor this information and cognition to death once he confirmed some information in the low-dimensionality.

At that time, it will not be easy to change.

Zhang Zicheng looked at the confused boy in front of him with a smile, without any psychological burden for his misleading children.
To be continued...