Longevity Diary 6

Zhu Zhengwei sat on the chair, his emotions complex.

In reality, wasn't Zhu Zhengwei himself also complex in his emotions?

He had never known how to face it.

"After all, in his impression, I was unfathomable, an Immortal reincarnated into this world, but I'm truly just a mortal."

Zhu Zhengwei felt a faint sadness.

He felt it was like being a fan.

It was like how celebrity fans always thought their idols were goddesses descended from heaven, perfect, not eating mortal food, not pooping, radiating immortal energy, speaking only of worldly philosophy and the classics, and even if they did poop, it was strawberry ice cream, and if they had diarrhea, it was cheese milk foam.

This feeling was like having a built-in filter, where distance created beauty.

Although, the reasons for this situation were likely as follows:

1. When I was born, I was wrapped in a kasaya, holding a divine brush, one finger pointing to the sky, the other to the earth, "Above and below heaven, I alone am honored."

But the reason behind this was merely that I had casually put on a small brush when I was born.

2. Being placed on the Kitchen God's altar by my parents?

The reason was simply that it was a comfortable place to lie down.

3. Meditating in the courtyard as an infant?

The reason was to exercise and see if infants could practice internal breathing techniques.

4. Because there were no extracurricular activities in the village, I would occasionally tell bedtime stories and brag to the two brothers who were playing with mud.

The reasons are understood by all, and it doesn't cost anything in dreams anyway.

5.

To be honest, Zhu Zhengwei felt that the situation at the time was very normal.

When rerolling an account, shouldn't you be a bit more awesome? Shouldn't you be more unrestrained?

Since dreams could affect the physical body in reality, returning to childhood should mean maxing out stamina, strength, and reputation, right?

Any player who enjoys "character development" games would do this.

But the problem was, it was taken seriously.

"Ahem, people must have confidence after all. Perhaps in the future, I can become like that Immortal, consuming Qi and being awe-inspiring, but for now, I am still a genuine, poor mortal."

Zhu Zhengwei had a very positive mindset.

"Currently, I'm just starting a new 'Dream Net' company, thinking like a college student starting a business with everyday concerns. Although I do have some students working as employees, the problem is that early-stage startups don't make money."

He was self-aware.

"Although my company's main business is to deduce transcendent civilizations and research future technologies."

However, as he continued to read the diary, Zhu Zhengwei found that Zhang Zhi was also hesitant.

[When the Rosy Cloud Qi descended, I hesitated several times and ultimately did not go. For a moment, I didn't know how to face it. I believed A Da would handle everything, so I played chess and gambled with an old man under a roadside banyan tree. Although I kept winning, I was distracted until the Rosy Cloud Qi completely dissipated, and Immortal Grass sang in the sky.]

[Autumn of 0376, I learned all the details from the travelers' accounts, but I still went to the Royal Capital to see him off at his grave.]

[0377, I began to study the Three Questions Three Answers and benefited greatly. These are the three major questions compiled by me and A Da, containing the mysteries of heaven and earth, the nature of humanity, and I was astounded by these three answers. My long-stagnant cultivation also showed signs of loosening, and I felt that in due time, I would surely make further progress. He truly is my elder brother, and the prehistoric civilization was so prosperous, it made one yearn for it, truly the Ancient Heavenly Court.]

Zhu Zhengwei: "..."

You broke through just like that?

I don't think I said anything!

You're really unbelievable!

Although he also thought his three answers at the time were perfect and his proudest work.

After all, only the first question involved his own thoughts; the remaining two questions were from the perspective and vision of the modern twenty-first century. Blood cells and the world's heaven and earth were supported by the vast foundation of modern twenty-first-century civilization.

Even Zhang Zhi, who had seen the rural areas of the 1990s, was incredibly surprised.

"My image as a master has been maintained, and it's even improved!" Zhu Zhengwei's expression was somewhat strange, yet he also felt relieved, thinking thankfully.

Zhu Zhengwei continued to read.

[0379, I returned to the City of a Hundred Stones. It had changed greatly. The Spirit Appeasement Art had been officially adopted, and cultivation and systems had been systematically classified. I also discovered a new tool for testing aptitude, which was the skull of the first-generation Slave Dynasty's Stone Light Emperor Changheng. I was very curious and went to test my aptitude at night. As a result, the skull shattered. They had to use the skull of the second-generation Stone Light Emperor Changshou. This made me feel deeply ashamed.]

Zhu Zhengwei's expression suddenly became strange as he read this.

[0385, I once again set foot on the world as a traveler. Freedom, democracy – I seemed to see the dawn of a new era. Just like when I set sail years ago and returned to the mainland as a savage, witnessing the resurgence of human civilization, I felt the same way. This is a brand new era. People are no longer born as slaves; everyone is born equal, able to realize their ambitions and dreams.]

[0386, I returned. In a winter snow, I saw that old house from afar. Unknowingly, I had spent countless springs and autumns in this mortal world, overlooking the history of civilization. The friends who accompanied me on my journey had passed away one after another. I didn't know when it happened, but a gray mist had settled in my heart. My heart was no longer as pure and flawless as when I first left. I sat again on the chair in the old house. The cold snow fell from the clouds, dressing me in a white coat. I suddenly remembered the scene of children in the courtyard in the heavy snow, my elder brother, not yet disabled, wiping his nose while building a snowman, and my second brother meditating beside him.]

At the end of the diary, there was still a letter.

"Second Brother, it's been many years since we last met. I wonder how you've been all these years?"

"After those three questions, I have no other questions in the short term. As for what I said before, that the world would be like three thousand years ago, and predators would quietly crawl out of this ancient land, is the destruction of the old civilization related to them? I don't want to ask; it would only add to my troubles. Perhaps the future Shaman Zhu Era will face them."

"Evening of February 7th, 386, Zhang Zhi."

Crack!

Zhu Zhengwei closed the Longevity Diary.

His mind was filled with a thousand emotions. That little tagalong who used to follow him and his older brother had grown to this extent. He couldn't help but feel gratified.

He suddenly wanted to write many things to his third brother, but for a moment, he felt as if a thousand words were stuck in his throat.

In the end, he only wrote a simple sentence:

"All is well, do not worry."

He closed the diary. His nostalgic reunion with his family had ended; it was time to deal with server matters.