Yellow Emperor

In a courtyard of less than thirty square meters, Mo Yun ate an apple while Yu Mo Shuo glanced at the bird flying away. Neither understood what Huang Ji meant.

Finished planting? Yu Mo Shuo wondered. Does that mean he won't plant any more? Mo Yun really does have pull. Or was she the one Huang Ji was waiting for? "Dad, what did you see?" Mo Yun asked, biting into her apple. She followed his gaze but saw nothing unusual about the bird.

"I didn't see you." Huang Ji looked away and went to wash his hands by the pool.

To anyone else, that sounded like a complete non sequitur. In fact, Huang Ji had answered her directly.

She had asked what he saw? Sorry, the question should have been what he hadn't seen...

Apart from Mo Yun's ultimate fate, Huang Ji had seen the life and death of everyone on Earth.

He had seen a twisted, cruel world sinking into ruin, and a spirited, harmonious world filled with happiness.

Huang Ji had seen every kind of sorrow, and every kind of beauty.

Some people had the talent to pilot Star River-level vehicles, yet for lack of opportunity, they would spend their entire lives stuck on Earth running errands, never knowing their own potential.

Some people could create works of astonishing imagination that influenced generations, yet one major failure would leave them drifting through life. Gradually, they would become petty and bitter, living out their days in spite.

A life-sciences team capable of countless medical miracles and of leading a new era would, through sheer bad luck, abandon its dreams, fall apart, and fade into obscurity, forever living in the shadow of the powerful.

A genius who could spark a computer revolution, perfect humanity's technological development, and forge a path