Hijacking the Timeline

After reviewing Xiaoxin’s decoded data, Little Black still hadn’t appeared.

This was clearly due to the continuous feeding, which had allowed Suction Cup’s injuries to heal somewhat.

After all, how long Suction Cup could withstand Little Black’s attacks didn’t depend on her offensive power, but on how long she could endure his relentless assault.

The relationship between offensive power and endurance was zero.

The relationship between defense and endurance was directly proportional: the higher the defense, the longer the endurance.

With the remaining time, he began browsing the database for major historical events from the same era—critical events that could alter the course of the future.

After filtering the information, relevant entries appeared on the screen.

As he scrolled through the list, one headline caught his eye:

An organization dedicated to changing the future and promoting spiritual growth is actually a malignant tumor on the path of Human Civilization’s progress.

The article read:

You’ve likely heard of this organization: the Destiny Association, founded in August 2023.

Looking back through history, we can clearly see that this organization was deeply problematic. Yet it persisted for over twenty years before being disbanded.

At the time, many still adhered to the Destiny Association’s tenets, believing that the ideas and spiritual doctrines they propagated were fundamentally correct.

The Destiny Association’s core philosophy was to abandon all past spiritual and ideological frameworks and embrace the future as New Humans.

Specifically, members believed they were a new breed of humanity born in the Era of Spiritual Energy Revival, naturally endowed with superior physical prowess and advanced ideologies thanks to the nourishing influence of spiritual energy.

Therefore, old ways of thinking had no place in the modern world.

For example, they advocated for the complete removal of Confucianism from textbooks, deeming its teachings too rigid and outdated. They argued that the New Humans of this era required a new spiritual core.

To support their claims, they cited numerous examples.

While Confucianism sought to establish a political system that guaranteed the comprehensive well-being and development of all people, the Destiny Association argued that survival of the fittest should be the guiding principle of the new era. The weak should be eliminated.

In their view, the weak in modern society deserved no resource allocation. Only by ruthlessly weeding out the unfit could Human Civilization rapidly advance and ultimately triumph against the Domain Invasion in the future.

Their bizarre concepts extended to virtually every aspect of life.

The Destiny Association relentlessly exerted its influence on modern society, subtly pushing people to abandon their original spiritual and cultural foundations and embrace the changes of the new era. More than that, they sought to reshape the very fabric of this new era itself.

At this point, I even wondered if the organization’s leaders had been brainwashed by Domain-Transcending Creatures, to entertain such foolish ideas.

Our cultural heritage is truly magnificent. The millennia-old Chinese culture carries countless stories.

Whether through classical texts, historical artifacts, or the spirit of our artisans, humanity’s journey from ancient times to the present has been recorded in diverse ways. It’s like a grand narrative, and we are both part of that story and its continuation.

When we open the Tang Poetry, we can feel the overflowing talent of the scholars and poets of that era.

When we open the Historical Records, it’s as if we’re traveling through the dynasties, experiencing the loves and hates of kings, nobles, and generals.

When we open The Art of War, we’re transported to the battlefield, witnessing the generals’ strategic brilliance and their ability to secure victory from a thousand miles away.

There are also works like the Compendium of Materia Medica, Exploitation of the Works of Nature, and Suiyuan Menu, which meticulously document the crystallized wisdom of specialized fields.

Yet this organization seeks to establish a civilization with survival of the fittest as its core value—a concept that utterly shattered my worldview.

It was precisely their existence that significantly impacted the early development of Human Civilization...

Reading this, Feng Qi couldn’t help but spit inwardly.

The Destiny Association is truly an organization that deceives the world.

The author of the article even suspected that the organization’s leaders might be controlled by Domain-Transcending Creatures. After reading the article, Feng Qi shared the same suspicion.

As a student of Old Wang, the history teacher, he deeply understood the profound influence of cultural spirit on modern humanity.

To destroy a nation, first eradicate its culture.

To eradicate a culture, first erase its history.

To erase history, first destroy its spirit.

To destroy the spirit, first defile its heroes.

The Destiny Association’s actions were aimed at dismantling the very foundations of civilization.

While the vast sea of cultural heritage undoubtedly contained dross, it also held the crystallized wisdom that served as the spiritual pillars for many modern humans.

If the spiritual core of civilization were destroyed, humanity would inevitably regress to a state of barbarism, and society would gradually devolve into a modernized barbaric society.

Like the cyberpunk societies depicted in movies and games, human existence would become saturated with chaos, disorder, filth, drugs, terrorism...

This would be fatal to the development of any civilization.

Fueled by anger, Feng Qi began searching the database for information on the Destiny Association, determined to eradicate it before it could grow stronger.

The database records showed that the Destiny Association had been established relatively recently in the Reality Line.

Its founding location was Star City’s Sports and Cultural Plaza.

The Destiny Association was initially founded by three middle school students attending a private elite school in Star City. Having received elite education from a young age, they inexplicably developed the fanatical idea that society needed to be reshaped.

They believed that the city’s poorest residents didn’t even deserve welfare, and that all resources should be concentrated in the hands of the elite. They even proposed establishing a new caste system.

This ideology clearly wasn’t taught at their school.

Lin Ran, who also came from a similar elite school, shared their dream of human resurgence and victory, in addition to his research into cultivation techniques.

Therefore, the three founders of the Destiny Association must have been influenced by some external ideology that led them to such extreme beliefs.

Remember the time, remember the place. On the day they establish their group, go give them a good thrashing. Let their grand ambitions crumble before they even begin. The Destiny Association? What nonsense! Nothing a good beating can’t solve. If I check the history again and find this organization still exists, I’ll give them a second thrashing until they’re too scared to even think about forming it. Sometimes, violence is the only solution.

Hearing the Narrator’s words, Feng Qi nodded in agreement.

That’s exactly what he was thinking now.

The Destiny Association, founded by these brats with their thigh-slapping antics and twisted ideology, inevitably attracted naive individuals who fell under its influence and became members.

It was much like the ”environmental activist girl” phenomenon in the Reality Line.

Most people dismissed it as a joke, but some genuinely believed in it and chose to support it.

Though the Destiny Association had only existed for twenty years, it had already poisoned the minds of many for over two decades, subtly shaping the future.

This was especially true for impressionable children whose brains were still developing and unable to fully comprehend complex issues.

With their values still forming, they were easily swayed by external influences, naively believing that the world should be as they were told.

Among these children, some might one day rise to positions of power, their words and actions shaping the course of society.

Thinking of this, he couldn’t help but growl, ”They need a beating. A severe one. If they don’t die, beat them until they do.”

Kick them a few times for me too! If you can, bite them—the kind that leaves bloody teeth marks!

”If anyone’s getting bitten, it’ll be you first.” He rolled his eyes.

Ah, the seal on your ancient memories is loosening again! You’re getting that urge to bite me again. Are you remembering the days you chased me through the wind?

”Shut up and let me study.”

Got it!

After closing the information page about the Destiny Association, he noticed little black hadn’t appeared yet.

With the remaining time, he began reviewing the teaching courses on cultivation technique research methods, starting with the third lesson this time.

As for the Domain Field walkthrough guide, he didn’t need it for now.

But the cultivation technique research methods course was different. In the Reality Line, his identity was that of a teacher who frequently gave lectures, so this content would definitely come in handy.

Perhaps a student at Star City Academy might have a sudden flash of inspiration during a lecture and develop an extraordinary cultivation technique, thereby influencing and altering the future.

Even without such a genius, the future development of cultivation studies would inevitably be shaped by the cultivation technique research methods course he was teaching, leading to significant changes.

He clicked on the video, and the screen showed a beautiful young woman in a teacher’s uniform.

She began with a brief introduction to the foundational concepts of the third lesson on cultivation technique research methods, then proceeded to explain the content in detail.

Having a solid foundation in cultivation techniques compared to biological sciences, he quickly immersed himself in studying.

As time passed, the Narrator’s voice finally echoed in his mind:

Boss, it’s time for me to clock out. The thought of parting with you makes me want to sing a farewell song. (A brief pause, then background music begins) Looking back, clouds obscure the path home; looking back, thorns densely line the way. Tonight, there will be no more lingering dreams of the past. To whom will I now share the dreams I once shared with you? Looking back, your silhouette has already receded into the distance.

He turned to see little black descending through the metal corridor.

No miracle had occurred; Suction Cup had ultimately failed to defeat little black.

With a sigh, he clenched his fist and assumed the starting stance of the Fierce Tiger Fist, glaring at little black.

Typical of you. Even when defeat is inevitable, you’ll thrash around until your last breath, never giving up a single chance to struggle. This time, I bet you can last one second.

”Pah! At least 1.5 seconds! Who do you think you’re underestimating?!”

With that, Feng Qi plunged his consciousness into his throbbing heart, instantly accelerating its beat.

The heart, once drained of vital energy during the earlier hunts, had regained much of its vitality and vigor through subsequent hunts.

But after activating his ”blood sacrifice” ability, its internal energy was once again completely drained.

Surging energy enveloped his entire body, causing him to rapidly grow taller as he once again felt the surging power coursing through his veins.

In the blink of an eye, he transformed back into his muscular, hulking form.

”Awoo!” Roaring to bolster his courage, he charged headfirst toward the encroaching little black.

His fist, as large as a sandbag, shot toward little black’s face.

Unlike Suction Cup’s fist, which had pierced through the black mist, Feng Qi’s fist struck the mist and stopped dead in its tracks. The muscles on his fist visibly melted away at an alarming rate, revealing the stark white bone beneath in an instant.

Time to clock out.

As the Narrator’s voice echoed in his mind, the black mist rapidly enveloped his body, and darkness gradually swallowed his vision.

Feng Qi suddenly opened his eyes and realized he was back in reality.

He got out of bed and walked to the dormitory balcony.

The sun shone brightly outside, and the willow trees by the lake swayed in the breeze. Some students were reading on benches by the lake, while others were feeding the goldfish in the water. Everything around him was so beautiful, brimming with life.

As a gentle breeze brushed his face, a radiant smile spread across his face.

”This is wonderful.”

(End of the Chapter)

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