Time to Rest

Time...

Kang De's mind stirred.

The inheritance mechanism of the Crimson Scroll is very confusing.

First, there are no instructions; second, there's no discernible pattern.

If we have to pinpoint a pattern, we can only say that the way the divine power is triggered seems to be very idealistic. The Dragon of Space and Time is a benevolent god symbolizing justice and mercy. To gain his approval, one must probably understand the meaning of justice and mercy... It sounds very mysterious, but judging from the results, it is indeed so.

According to this theory of inheritance, Kang De witnessed the suffering of war and the fate of people who were powerless during the final battle of Valentan, which gave rise to genuine compassion and a determination to end the war. In his speech at the national cemetery, he abandoned his ascension to the altar and instead called on Goth People to realize the meaning of the battle and the concept of nation. This sense of justice and compassion was quite appropriate.

So, Brother Tu, Brother Dragon, what are the benefits?

Although the ability to open "doors" is already very useful, not only for using mass acceleration attacks, but also for many other purposes.

The Dragon God Power's power allows him to traverse between the two realms multiple times a day. Utilizing his previously acquired spatial anchoring ability, he can achieve teleportation. Moreover, he can open a spatial gate to the White Mist World at any time, which can not only be used for hiding but also... to devour enemy attacks.

Even the function of projecting mass weapons has much room for development and improvement. In the past, when we randomly threw things like cars, asphalt, and roadblocks, it was because of the emergency and we couldn't care less about anything else. In fact, the structure and shape of these things have a lot of drag, so the acceleration effect is not very good.

The solution is quite simple – order metal rods from Earth that are extremely dense, have a relatively low melting point, and are stable enough for enchanting, such as tungsten, to replace things like cars. That would be an excellent alternative.

Due to its shape, it accelerates quickly, is easy to project, and has a shorter cycle acceleration count.

-- Repeatedly opening the door to send falling objects will consume the time difference between the White Mist World and Earth, causing the time anchors of the two worlds to gradually overlap. Therefore, the Mass Projection method that destroys everything can only be used a maximum of three times. However, that is calculated based on the consumption during the Battle of Valentan. If a more effective and suitable metal rod were used, the number of uses should be increased considerably.

Furthermore, the approach doesn't have to be limited to Mass Projection.

The Mass Projection's damage mechanism involves a massive object, after being enchanted multiple times, crashing into the ground at extremely high speeds to generate immense impact and damage. The acceleration method utilizes gravity for gravitational acceleration. To accelerate to a sufficient speed, a sufficient height is required. If the height is insufficient, a portal must be used to repeatedly accelerate back and forth.

But acceleration is merely a means; lethality is the ultimate goal.

In other words, as long as the destructive power is sufficient... I can throw something else too.

After all, the biggest advantage of this attack method is not its power, but its accuracy, making it difficult to intercept.

It should be noted that Earth's concept of space-based weapons involves projecting tungsten rods weighing several tons from outer space to a target location. Of course, it's not simply dropping a large piece of metal. The tungsten rods are equipped with extremely complex components such as propulsion devices, positioning devices, and heat insulation devices to ensure that this kinetic weapon can accurately hit the target.

Master Kang, however, had no such concerns. With a snap of his fingers, the gate opened, and a high-quality weapon was launched at point-blank range, hitting its target with 100% accuracy. Moreover, the projectiles, as they emerged from the White Mist World, had already reached an extremely terrifying speed, arriving almost instantaneously. Enemies were instantly killed, with no way to predict or intercept them.

From this perspective, Kang De's abilities would be top-tier strategic weapons even on Earth. TMD and NMD are all inferior. He could throw firecrackers on Capitol Hill and set off fireworks over the White House. Even if the American Empire moved all the THAAD back to Washington, it wouldn't make a difference.

And most importantly, Kang De could actually throw something else away.

I'd like to cosplay as Goldie or something.

The oldest mixed-race Gate of Babylon, throws out an endless array of Noble Phantasms. If Master Kang can't throw out something that cool, throwing out some thermobaric bombs would be better.

However...

"However, under the current circumstances, Mass Projection attacks are sufficient. My intention is deterrence, not destruction. I came to Goth to end the war, and if possible, to allow the people there to live a better life. That's enough, not to help Goth conquer the world and become another Dusk Moon Dynasty."

Kang De said, "After all, the only use of deterrent weapons is to stay obediently on the launch pad... To be honest, I'm not too keen on making any more peanut butter, after all, I'm such a just and kind person."

The Autobots remained silent.

Then Kang De pulled out the Crimson Scroll and spread his arms towards the sky. "So, Brother Tu, Brother Dragon, what about the benefits, the rewards? We've got the spatial abilities, but what about the temporal ones?"

Good things come in pairs, right?

"Just give me something useful, I'm not asking for a time-stopping series, but you can't just not give me anything..."

As he rambled on, the Autobots asked, "Father, what is the Time Stop series?"

Kang De said seriously, "This is a series of stories. It tells the story of a very ordinary, unremarkable but kind person who one day suddenly obtains a time-stopping device. He stops time in the whole world, pausing this increasingly restless and utilitarian world. He walks through the paused world, looking at the tired faces of people who are busy and working hard, and does many, many things to soothe everyone's mind and body..."

The Autobots muttered, "... Although I don't quite understand, I know Father is lying."

Kang De retorted, "How could you say that about your father? Even if he's lying, it's for your own good. It's a white lie, like when I was a child and wondered where I came from, my dad said I was picked up from the street... It's a completely white lie!"

Iron Son continued mercilessly to expose her lies, "But I think Father seems to enjoy lying."

"Nonsense! Nonsense!" Kang De glared. "How could lying be enjoyable? It should be painful! I am a man chosen by the King of the Gods, a man of justice and mercy, I even have a certificate..."

He casually pulled the Crimson Scroll from his robes. This wondrous scroll, imbued with the power of Akatum, would radiate a dazzling light upon direct contact with him; only he would do such a thing.

Kang De said, "Look, this... this..."

Then he couldn't continue speaking. He raised the Crimson Scroll, which shone brightly for a moment before flying out of his hand and into the air, like a dazzling sun rising into the sky.

Kang De murmured, "Again?"

When the Crimson Scroll first recognized him, strange changes occurred in the White Mist World. Subsequently, Kang De gained a "license" regarding the White Mist World, namely, the ability to use the power of time to re-anchor the time point of the White Mist World, or in simpler terms, "refresh the map".

And now...

As Kang De gazed at the scroll rising into the air, his body trembled. A golden dial appeared in his eyes, and the divine power of time within him began to circulate, resonating with the divine power of the Crimson Scroll, further influencing the entire White Mist World.

The White Mist surrounding the area was covered in golden light.

The power from the King of Gods is bringing order to this chaotic and disordered place.

"This is..."

Kang De looked up at the sky filled with dazzling light.

It is said that time and space are interdependent and inseparable, so Akatum holds the dual divine authority over time and space, just as the divine power of time and space is operating within Kang De's body at this moment.

Therefore, he was able to see the entirety of things in the sky that stretched into the endless void.

Not only did we witness the breathtaking and boundless scenery that has emerged from the long river of time, but we also saw the essence of this phenomenon and its entirety.

He saw something awe-inspiringly great that not only spanned time but also transcended space.

It is essentially about the flow of time, yet it transcends Earth, another world, and the White Mist World.

"This is a..." Kang De murmured, "A balance..."

The Autobots also looked up, but all it saw was a sky full of shimmering light and a powerful force that shook and terrified it; nothing else.

It asked, "Father, what did you say? What scales?"

Kang De did not reply. He stared blankly at the scales in the sky, visible only to him, his heart surging with emotion, his eyes filled with excitement, as if he had guessed something.

Because this scale spans the three realms.

The White Mist World forms the central base and pillars.

The vast and magnificent expanse of time and space is the beam, the suspension system, and the braking device.

Earth and the other world are located on the trays on either side.

The scales were not balanced.

It sank to the bottom on one side and rose into the air on the other.

The heavier end is Earth, the lighter end is another world.

He also saw the ancient and sacred scale in the center of the balance, engraved with symbols he couldn't understand, but he knew what the numbers the pointer pointed to represented.

That is...

"Seven."

It is the ratio of the flow of time between Earth and the other world.

Kang De took a deep breath and then slowly extended his hand.

He reached out and grasped as if holding an extremely heavy weight, then stretched his hand upwards.

The whole world was trembling slightly, the White Mist was churning, and the light was shining. The White Mist World that stretched between Earth and the other world was like a lever, a relay, and a weighing instrument.

The weights fell into the tray.

The beam slowly reverses, from low to high, and from high to low.

Then, the heavier end is another world, and the lighter end is Earth.

The dial still points to seven.

"Father, what have you done?"

The heavens and earth shone, the world trembled, yet this did not move the Autobots. But the next moment, it realized that something was happening, a very familiar change... similar to the Battle of Valentan.

So the Autobots checked the roadside shops, compared the results with their own timers, and drew a conclusion.

"The time difference between the White Mist World and Earth has changed again, from two hours and seventeen minutes to two hours and sixteen minutes!" Iron Son said. "The time anchor points of the two worlds are getting closer again! Father, what have you done?"

"Ah..."

Kang De continued to gaze at the sky. The golden light gradually dissipated, the scales turned to nothingness, and the Crimson Scroll fell from the sky, which he caught in his hand. Kang De maintained this posture and remained silent for a long time.

Then smile.

"I think I can rest now."

A moment later, a black light flashed, the portal opened, and Kang De returned to the other world. He arrived at the quiet, deserted backyard and released the Autobots: "Did you understand everything I said?"

Iron Son said in a deep voice, "Yes."

Immediately, a noise was heard, A Xing appeared like a ghost. "Kang De, are you going home?"

Kang De was startled, but upon seeing it was A Xing, he relaxed. "Yes, you've come at the right time..."

The Platinum Ape knew Kang De's background and that Kang De had another home in another world. Years ago, he was stranded on a deserted island, with no relatives or friends, and was filled with despair. People's hearts were as thin as paper. The A Xing couldn't speak, so Kang De had already poured out his heart to him. Even though they didn't understand each other's languages at the time, he could still understand through words and gestures.

Her eyes lit up at his words: "Are you going to take me with you?"

"... I'm afraid that won't work, it's too dangerous."

Similar experiments have been conducted many times. Once the alien creatures cross space, they all die instantly. Iron Son is an exception. There are two possibilities for this: first, he is a mechanical life form; second, he was created by Kang De using the power of the Fire Thief, which is why he can travel safely.

But regardless of the possibility, it has nothing to do with A Xing.

A Xing was very disappointed upon hearing this.

"Sweetie, you keep watch for me, I'm going to do an experiment."

Kang De also gave A Xing some instructions. He was a cautious person, and given the previous example of the transmission failure, he considered the worst-case scenario and gave instructions to both A Xing and Iron Son.

"Well then, I'll be going now."

"Okay, bring me some good food."

"Father, be careful on your journey. And this time, don't teleport to any strange places again."

"... Luckily, you're not a jinx."

"Huh? What's that?"

Then, the portal opened, and Kang De disappeared once again.

Back to the White Mist World.

Continue transmitting.

Crossing the void, returning home.

The bed was soft, and perhaps it was just my imagination, but there was a faint, lingering fragrance in the air.

Kang De didn't open his eyes, but he knew he was home. Car horns sounded outside, the air was dry, and his cell phone in his pocket had returned to service, sending text messages to the newly returned time traveler from mobile operators, various Taobao merchants, and other suspicious numbers.

Kang De lay sprawled on the bed, not getting up, and picked up his phone.

Call me when you get back.

Old Wang's comment.

Kang De smiled slightly and took a deep breath.

He didn't make a phone call or get up. Instead, he lay in bed, breathing and listening, picked up his phone, set an alarm, and started browsing the news and scrolling through Weibo.

Let's see what's happened in the last few days.

Then he opened the [beep--] reading software and immediately started cursing and saying things like, "It's been days and there's only been so little update. I'll bury this bastard in donations and monthly tickets."

Time flies.

The alarm clock rang.

Thirty-five minutes have passed.

Kang De closed his eyes, activated his Dragon God Power (which he could still use), opened the door, and returned to the White Mist World.

Then, they traveled back to another world.

Opening his eyes, he saw a chilling night sky, and Iron Son and A Xing were still waiting in the same spot.

"Hi," he asked, "How long has it been?"

The Autobots paused for a moment, then said, "Not two hundred and forty-five minutes, not one thousand seven hundred and fifteen minutes, but five minutes. Only five minutes have passed."

"The time ratio has indeed reversed."

"Congratulations, Father," it said. "You can rest for a bit now."

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PS1: Ah... who guessed it? You guys, as soon as you see the time, you want to make a big fuss.