No one knew that Liu Jian had once gone undercover in that Republic-era World, served as a general, run businesses, and faced hidden arrows. He had been through more than anyone could count.
He had realized one truth: if you wanted more people to remember you, you had to secure greater benefits for more people.
In some people's eyes, that looked foolish.
But why did they never consider this? If you lived your whole life as a complete egoist, comfortably enjoying yourself, what would you have in the end? A pile of yellow earth. After three generations, even your descendants would no longer remember you.
Some might say there was no meaning in being remembered. But if you had never seen the future, how could you know that future technology could not revive ancient people?
Not to mention that, in this mysterious world, ancient people could already be revived.
Clearly, thugs, traitors, and those who sold out their country were not qualified. Even a street vendor was more qualified than they were.
Liu Jian had attained great enlightenment.
His transformation was observed by Ai Han De Bu.
Ai Han De Bu then summarized the philosophy of the Future God and passed it to Little Illusion, adding new content to the stage.
Because it loathed false faith in deities and the self-consolation of fragile humans. It did not like that sort of thing mixing into its stage, making the dramas it watched absurd and dull.
What was worth watching about a set of teachings built upon falsehood? This was precisely the origin of the Future Society and the Future God.
And Ai Han De Bu's past observation of Liu Jian had now become a fatal weak point.
Ai Han De Bu was contaminated, just a little, by Chaos Omniscience. Yet that