September 1928.
Gilan had completed his ascension less than two and a half years after transmigrating.
Yet his current circumstances were exceptionally unusual.
By relying on the ability of "Difficulty Adjustment," an original primal essence he had created, he had successfully "downgraded," returning to the mortal world in his true body and appearing once more as the Chairman of the Bremen Empire.
It was simply that the vast majority of the public had no idea that the Empire's Chairman was no longer a mortal.
Of course, if Gilan wished, he could restore the "difficulty" to its default setting at any time, "upgrade" once more, and travel to the divine realm in his true body.
It was like exploiting a bug, freely shuttling back and forth.
All of it depended on a single thought from him.
Gilan's life level had transformed through ascension, and his rank had risen as well. His natural lifespan now stretched for thousands of years, yet he had little sense of it... after all, including his previous life, he had only lived for a little over forty years.
Thus, in this other world, Gilan could be considered the youngest Ascendant in history.
Mm... all the attributes on my Panel are now stuck at the mortal threshold of 50 points, directly cutting them in half.
Gilan strolled through the lavish corridor within the Four Directions Palace, a thoughtful expression on his face.
But I can still use "Data Tampering" and "Attribute Adjustment." By then, I should be able to barely recover my original Tier 7 strength.
As he thought this, the corners of his lips curled upward.
After all, even an ordinary Tier 7 was an existence capable of crushing every mystic in the mortal world.
The highest level the mortal world could reach was only Tier 6.