Reset

A crisscrossing pattern of golden rays spread across the entire world.

Kang De paused for a moment, then rushed to the balcony of the master bedroom, jumped out of the window, grabbed the dangling steel cable, used his hands to push off the wall, and climbed to the roof at an extremely fast speed.

This is the highest point in the neighborhood, offering a panoramic view of the surrounding area and a distant view of the city shrouded in White Mist. However, the scenery is monotonous, and he grew tired of it long ago.

But today is different.

Today the scenery is quite different.

To put it simply—he had been in a world of swords and magic for a year, met elves, killed a considerable number of living beings, witnessed dazzling magic, and even seen Dou Qi at its peak. But only today had he witnessed a truly grand spectacle.

The golden hours continue to stretch on.

Kang De held his breath.

He saw the Crimson Scroll floating in the sky, bursting forth with golden light, like a sun, radiating boundless light and heat.

Golden threads shot out everywhere, attaching themselves to the White Mist and growing like vines, giving order to chaos and flow to stillness. This wondrous and supreme divine power gained form through cognition, manifesting as golden dials of various sizes, and quickly spread throughout the world.

This small world sits atop the hands of time.

Kang De witnessed this amazing and awe-inspiring scene.

He seemed to understand something.

Not long ago, he obtained the power of time from the scroll. Although it was only the most primitive and simple time acceleration, and only doubled, it was already amazing enough. What was even more amazing was that the power on the scroll was only consumed in a negligible amount, and he could no longer absorb it.

Not at least not now.

After discovering this, he was still wondering how powerful he would have to become to absorb all the divine power on the scroll, and now he has found the answer.

It's impossible.

The one truly capable of bearing this power... is a complete world.

Kang De looked up at the golden sun suspended in the air. Great divine power was changing the world. He could sense the strange changes taking place in the White Mist World, and they were intimately connected to him.

After an unknown amount of time, the golden light faded, and the marks of time were etched into the world. Kang De reached out his hand, and the scroll, which had been floating in the air, drifted into his palm.

As he grasped the Crimson Scroll, a feeling of blood connection surged through him. Kang De could sense that the scroll had formed an inseparable link with the White Mist World, and he, who had also gained the power of time and space, coexisted with both of them, a strange resonance resonating among the three.

As if guided by some unseen force, he raised the scroll in his hand and began to wield his newly acquired abilities.

The light from his left eye transformed into a golden watch face.

Time accelerates.

However, this acceleration was not to speed up his own time, but to resonate with the Wheel of Time that had already merged into the White Mist World. The thick walls of the White Mist city emerged with golden light, and brilliant points of light leaped out from them, then gathered above Kang De's head, and finally condensed into a large clock.

The Crimson Scroll in his hand burst into brilliant golden flames, constructing a larger ethereal entity of light—a long, resonant chime that connected to the hammer within the bell.

Kang De hesitated for a moment, then pulled the clock rope.

The clock swings.

A loud crash.

The melodious chimes resounded throughout the heavens and earth, even piercing through the White Mist and reaching far into the distance.

This is a timepiece that serves as a reminder, signifying the flow of time. Throughout history, people have used various methods to record time, and every tool and every means is proof of the forward movement of time.

And so, time began to flow.

The next moment, everything changed.

As darkness descended, the light vanished, and from afar, darkness surged forth, unstoppable like a tidal wave, engulfing everything, bringing everything to a standstill, driving everything away, and annihilating everything.

In the ever-flowing river of time, time anchors itself, moves forward, and re-anchors its coordinates.

Time and space are inseparable.

Thus, space is reset.

In the void, rays of light crisscross, straight and horizontal, one after another, weaving into square geometric shapes, as new matter is projected from the anchor point of time.

A new order was established in the darkness.

Centered on Kang De, countless interwoven rays of light constructed a new space, and the restored order spread in all directions. Light returned, and beneath his feet was a rooftop, above his head was the sky, and all around him was the world he knew. In the distance was an eternal White Mist. Buildings, earth, vehicles, air—everything was reappearing in a way that Kang De could not comprehend but was awestruck by.

The world is being restructured.

It's like a virtual dream.

But this is not the result of electronic programs; rather, it is the most mysterious and greatest force in the world.

Kang De looked down from the rooftop at the main road below.

"The world has been reset..."

He murmured, "No, it's refreshed..."

The time-space power originating from Akatum, the king of the gods, re-anchored the coordinates of time and reconstructed the White Mist World through the power of space. All of this truly happened.

Because the vehicles on the main road below were different from those I saw last time.

All consumed supplies have been replenished, and there might even be new surprises, because the White Mist World is a replica of a point in time in the real world, with different vehicles passing through every day.

Kang De stared blankly at the vehicles below, lost in thought.

This should be... good news, right?

This is great news, absolutely great news! It means that many consumable issues are no longer a problem, and even if Sharingan access American military bases in the future, we'll be able to enjoy ourselves immensely.

The potential and benefits are simply too great.

This was something that made Kang De very happy.

It even made him overlook the change in his right eye—following the change in the dial of his left eye, the light in his right eye also changed, becoming intricate and ever-changing lines and polyhedrons, forming a picture with complex beauty and endless variations, just like the dimensions of space, which are beyond human imagination and cannot be touched.

That is a symbol of spatial power.

After witnessing the shifts in space and time, another power from the Dragon of Space and Time awakened. As for what that power was regarding space, it was still unknown— Kang De hadn't even discovered it.

He was simply thinking, "This ability is truly remarkable."

For example, just for example, if he bought a house next to a nuclear arsenal and unlocked the map, he would have tons of mushrooms. Then, if he activated his ability to reset the world, he would have tons of mushrooms—although even if he had the mushrooms, he couldn't activate them, so they would be useless.

But there are still so many mushrooms.

So, what about the others?

Kang De's breathing became somewhat rapid.

The White Mist World's ability to replicate everything in the real world was already terrifying enough, but it could even reset the world through Akatum's spacetime power, achieving multiple copies—such an ability was simply unreasonable, and what worried him was not just that.

It's something else entirely.

For example... the cost.

"Even the king of gods cannot do these things without restraint..." Kang De murmured. "Even so-called gods, even if they don't abide by the law of conservation of energy, should at least abide by the law of conservation of divine power... What exactly is being consumed by resetting the world?"

The golden bell had vanished, and the scroll was back in his hand. Kang De focused his attention and sensed that neither the spacetime divine power integrated into the world nor the power remaining in the scroll itself seemed to have been depleted.

He didn't believe Akatum was that terrifying, that the divine power on a mere scroll could manipulate the timeline of a world at will, without any cost.

In other words... it consumes other things.

--It can't be my lifespan, can it?

Kang De was startled and immediately took out his phone, shining the light on himself through the screen. To his relief, nothing like the white spots on his temples had happened. But naturally, he also noticed the change in his right eye—a pattern change that was simpler yet more complex than a kaleidoscope.

"Even cooler now..."

Kang De muttered to himself, "Now it seems the Crimson Scroll was a buy-one-get-one-free deal, granting me new powers while also allowing me to reshape the White Mist World through divine power... So what are my personal abilities related to space?"

"..."

"..."

Have no idea.

I tried everything – teleportation, compression, Judgement Cut – but nothing worked.

"Holy shit..."

--They didn't even give me an instruction manual, they're making me figure it out myself?

Never mind, never mind.

Kang De plopped down on the rooftop, digesting the enormous changes and the sheer volume of information.

"Calm down, don't get too excited, think things through logically..."

He muttered to himself, "First, I need to figure out what I want to do, then I'll see how the new ability will help... Time acceleration will allow me to fight more efficiently, and world reset..."

It means an endless supply of resources that can never be exhausted.

This remains questionable, because Kang De's suspicious and cautious nature led him to believe that the great power to anchor time and reset space was by no means without cost, and he had to use this power cautiously until he figured out exactly what was consumed.

But once or twice shouldn't be a problem.

He took out a dagger from his person and began carving on the ground.

"In the long run, I need to help Goth defeat the elves and protect the knights' nation. Of course, there's been a new mission lately. Tina pulled off a major stunt—a Ponzi scheme! How could that girl do something like that..."

"This is a huge hidden danger, and I can't think of a good solution. Either we kill all the victims, or we turn the tables and actually create some kind of treasure. Anyway, the Holy Seal Archipelago have already done it once, and I am far stronger than before. Moreover, I have the ability to reset time, so I might be able to handle this... Besides, Teldrassil's Crimson Scroll might grant me new abilities..."

"But this is a long-term problem; we need to defeat the elves first."

"The current problem, however, is the city of Valentan..."

Should we help them defend the city?

He hesitated for a moment, unable to make up his mind.

Tina led a volunteer force into Goth, where a major war with the elves could break out at any moment. She rallied a large army through deception, dealing daily with greedy nobles and merchants, while also dealing with the open and covert attacks from the elves and the empire. Emotionally and personally, Kang De was eager to see her immediately. After all, having come all the way from the Holy Seal Archipelago, it would be a lie to say that he had no good feelings for Tina.

Tina's declaration that he was her husband... made him often laugh foolishly.

Leona also believed that he should get to Tina's side as soon as possible.

The horrific images of villages that could be massacred constantly haunted his mind.

He promised the knight to protect Goth's country.

He didn't know if abandoning a city about to face the elven army would violate his conscience or his promise. He didn't seem to be responsible for the safety of Hong San and his group, but Leona was completely innocent and had even gone to great lengths for Tina. Leaving her here was simply unacceptable.

"Now that I have more power, is there anything more I can do...?"

Yes, being able to reset the White Mist World, combined with buying houses to unlock the map, can have a terrifying effect. Let's put it this way, if he lived in Japan, and right next to the US military base in Okinawa, then the Pokémon would basically be finished... (Comment warning).

But...

Kang De stood up, gazing at the Crimson Scroll in his hand. Akatum's divine power surged within him, capable of anchoring time and resetting worlds—an unimaginably powerful force, but...

But I always feel...

He murmured, "Besides that, it seems there's more that can be done... or rather, more useful and powerful uses that I haven't yet discovered..."

--It's the same old problem of not having instructions.

Kang De tried for a while, but still had no clue.

Forget it, I'll think about it slowly. There's no use in rushing.

He packed up the Crimson Scroll, grabbed the steel cable, and returned home. "The haul was pretty good. I got a lot of money from Leona, enough to buy a house. I don't have to live off Old Wang anymore, although there's still a hint of me living off Leona, but... damn it!"

He walked from the balcony to the master bedroom, looked at the bed, and then his eyes widened. The two boxes he had brought back from the other world, filled with Leona's money, had now vanished into thin air, as if Thanos his fingers.

"It's been reset! Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa"

Just like when we returned to Earth, the world was reset, and all the treasures we picked up from the Good Family turned to dust, leaving only some Magic Power items.

"Damn it... damn it... damn it... damn it... damn it... damn it..."

Kang De went into a frenzy for a while before gradually calming down.

Money... it's just money. Money is worthless. Old Wang has plenty, Leona has plenty, Valentan City has plenty, the elves have plenty. Either live off a woman or rob someone. What's the big deal?

Oh right, the world has reset, and so has the gold in the bank.

What's there to be afraid of?

He desperately tried to convince himself and managed to calm himself down.

In the end, the gains far outweighed the losses; it was just a little bit of gold.

Thinking this, he went to his room and took out the handmade radio he had made with Old Wang when he was a child. Then he went to a restaurant downstairs and carried out a gasoline generator, along with some gasoline. He then went to the Papa Club to get some weapons and ammunition. He then activated his ability and returned to the other world.

He wanted to contact Iron Son via radio.

Whether you're moving or fighting, you can't do without its help.

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PS1: I'm so stuck with writer's block, it took me ages to finalize today's content... This is all for today, time to sleep. But then again, the bounty is only 5,000 blades, which is 10,000 words. I've almost paid it off, right? You guys are so weak this time.

PS2: And guess what the world reset consumes? There was a hint about it earlier.