After leaving the world of all NPCs

Someone will definitely want revenge.

"How do you know it so clearly? Did that Jumonji tell you?" Ye Zuochen asked casually.

Xiangzi nodded and said, "Some members of the Jushi clan seem to want to test your intentions and find a way out of me, but Jumonji feels that instead of such underhanded tactics, it is better to challenge you directly, determine your strength, and inquire about your reasons for doing so."

"Then why is it a challenge?"

"Because other families objected."

Xiangzi shrugged, seeming very tired of all this.

How can we turn her "twisted fate" into a false god?

I always feel that there is something wrong with the brains of people in this world.

The thinking cultivated in peace and the thinking cultivated in war are two different things.

Ye Zuochen curled his lips: "You are as soft and sticky as ever. I said I would be soft and sticky, but I am already dead now?"

"I'm really sorry about that," Xiangzi asked. "Is the twist of fate you mentioned enough?"

"Actually, it's not enough." Ye Zuochen said, "You can't affect the fate of this world. Everything right now is within the outline of fate. Simply put, you can't threaten the fate and order of this world, so you can't serve as a trigger to summon the gods."

"So what should we do?" Xiangzi asked worriedly.

I promised solemnly that I would help him.

Ye Zuochen waved his hand nonchalantly at the girl's concerns. "It's a small problem. It's easy to let you threaten the fate and order of this world. All I have to do is hand over the nuclear button to you."

"What?" Xiangzi was very confused.

Ye Zuochen continued, "Do you remember Wei Erwei?"

"Are you talking about the magician who cooks delicious food?" Xiangzi thought of Wei Erwei who was dressed very gorgeously.

Ye Zuochen said, "She's a genius with a lot of brilliant ideas, so I asked her to analyze the magic of this world. To be more precise, the ancient magical relics of the Intelligence Dimension and the Great Asian Alliance, especially Kunlun Fangyuan's research on 'Jianmu'."

"Dahan and Daya are two different forces."

"Dahan is in the south, they advocate magic; Daya is in the north, they advocate science."

"Among them, the Han Dynasty has a large amount of research based on ancient magic. Kunlun Fangyuan is the largest research institution. The strategic magic Thunderbolt Tower is the result of Kunlun Fangyuan's research and was later inherited by Daya."

"The Kunlun Academy believes that in ancient times, there were demons (parasites) that came to the earth and possessed humans and animals."

"These goblins brought a technology—magic."

"That is, the technology of modifying individual intelligence entities to change the 'phenomenon' they represent."

"Finally, this group of fairies was expelled back to the intelligence dimension."

"The humans they possessed in the past became the source of the magician's bloodline."

"And the reason why fairies returned to the higher dimension (the netherworld) and magic completely disappeared is—"

Having said this, Ye Zuochen paused for a moment before saying, "Climate."

Xiangzi hummed and asked, "Are you referring to the Ice Age?"

Ye Zuochen nodded slightly and explained, "According to normal history, the Earth's climate should have ended the Little Ice Age, also known as global warming, and even Central Asia would have once again become an oasis like the Tang Dynasty."

"But this world is just the opposite. It has entered an ice age."

"The specific reasons are somewhat complicated, involving the remnants of ley lines, the technology of the Age of Gods, and the dimensional gap between the netherworld and reality..."

“It’s a complex set of things.”

"As for the conclusion, Kunlun Fangyuan had already conducted research on the ancient magical relics at that time and identified the ancient spell of 'Jedi Tiantong'. By changing the climate of the celestial body, the spiritual energy of the planet..."

Ye Zuochen put it another way: "The modern way of saying it is that the concentration of 'immaterial particles from the dimension of mind images' has decreased."

Xiangzi asked curiously, "This magic seems to have failed. Why?"

Ye Zuochen said calmly, "Someone abducted the eldest daughter of the Siye family and imprisoned her in a research facility at Kunlun Fangyuan. After that, the Siye family came out in full force and carried out assassinations and attacks on Kunlun Fangyuan and the Han Dynasty's top leaders."

"The Yotsuba clan sacrificed only thirty people to assassinate four thousand cabinet officials, high-ranking officials, military officers, magicians, and researchers, completely destroying all of East Asia's modern magical research."

"Under such a heavy blow, the Han Dynasty collapsed from within a year later, and the Great Asian Alliance unified the entire territory."

"The end of the North-South confrontation in East Asia has brought about the end of the world's continuous wars in the Northern Hemisphere."

"Regarding the magic of restoring the Earth's climate and reducing the concentration of spiritual energy, the relevant research data has basically disappeared, leaving only fragments of information. And with Daya's current magical technology, it is impossible to reverse the restoration."

Hearing this, Xiangzi was a little confused: "Is the Yotsuba family so powerful?"

Ye Zuochen smiled.

Xiangzi couldn't understand this smile.

Ye Zuochen said to Xiangzi, "You should start learning the strategic magic Thunderbolt Tower now. You only need to learn the basics. I will enlighten you after the preparation is complete, and you will be able to use the divine spell level of Thunderbolt Tower."

"This 'Thunderbolt Tower' will consume all the thought particles and spirit particles on the surface of the earth."

"And it will change the climate of the entire celestial body. The ice age will end directly, and the planet's climate will return to a warm period."

"You are responsible for all of this. This will elevate your destiny power to a terrifying level, and will also provide sufficient nourishment for the 'twisted fate' possessing you, transforming you into a false god."

Xiangzi nodded and said, "Now I will really become a god."

"Isn't that good?" Ye Zuochen said jokingly, then stood up and walked towards the courtyard. "I'll go to Daya for a bit. I'll go to the duel tonight."

Xiangzi covered his mouth in surprise: "You actually go out!"

Ye Zuochen smiled, stepped on the ground, flew into the air, and left Tokyo.

……

In the rolling hills of northern Southeast Asia, a solar agricultural park spreads out in terraced form along the hillside.

The dark blue photovoltaic panels are neatly arranged at an elevation angle of 15 degrees.

Beneath the board array, rows of rice and pepper vines thrive in the shade.

On the walkway where each row of photovoltaic panels is four meters apart, farmers wearing conical straw hats are bending over to check the water pipes of the drip irrigation system.

The bronze arms appear and disappear in the strip shadows cast by the board array, like walking between the keys of light and darkness.

The glass curtain wall of the monitoring tower in the distance reflected dazzling light spots, and the blades of the anemometer on the top of the tower rotated slowly.

The afternoon heat wave caused the air to distort slightly. The thermometer at the edge of the panel array showed 26°C. The humidity in the crop area was always maintained at 65%. The intelligent irrigation system was activating the sprinklers based on the soil sensor data.

The water mist passed over the cooling fins on the back of the photovoltaic panels, creating several fleeting rainbows between the panels.

As if sensing something, Liu Yunde raised his head.

Ye Zuochen fell from the sky: "Why is Mr. Liu farming here?"

"Greetings, Your Majesty." Liu Yunde bowed respectfully.

Ye Zuochen helped him up and said, "No need to be so polite. I want to talk to you about something."

"Etiquette cannot be abolished." Liu Yunde muttered, took out a terminal, and handed it to Ye Zuochen: "This is all the relevant magic. Miss Fengchuan should be able to learn it."

Ye Zuochen took the terminal and asked: "After the army is disbanded, will you farm here?"

Liu Yunde nodded slightly and said, "This is very important. When we promoted solar factory agriculture in the 2020s, China was undergoing a major industrial development and didn't place its hopes solely on the factory industry. Furthermore, climate scientists around the world believed that the future would be characterized by global warming and the end of the Little Ice Age."

"But the reality is just the opposite. The whole world has entered an ice age."

"Agriculture in the north has been devastated, and some people have proposed abandoning northern territories and moving the population south."

"As a result, some people illegally crossed the border, and the Russians were also influenced by this and wanted to expand southward, which led to serious conflicts between the two sides."

"Fortunately, pro-China forces in Indochina later formed an alliance, and we were able to gain access to the grain production base in the south."

"But even so, we still lost a large number of people. Only now has Daya's population recovered to 700 million."

Speaking of this, Liu Yunde couldn't help but shook his head.

Ye Zuochen asked curiously, "As the world enters an ice age, Japan should also be severely affected. Their main granary is Hokkaido."

Liu Yunde said, "That's what's so strange. Long before the Ice Age, they were betting the whole country on solar factory agriculture. They even monopolized almost all patents and prohibited countries without patents from developing related industries."

Ye Zuochen said directly, "Do you suspect that Japan was the initiator of the global ice age and the great development of magic?"

"At least Japanese magicians are involved." Liu Yunde said calmly, "Kunlun Fangyuan has been skeptical of the International Magic Association for a long time."

"How did this group of people come together?"

"And why did they emerge one after another, handing over ancient magic to the countries of the time, and encouraging the countries of the time to use magicians as weapons on the battlefield?"

"But all this is meaningless..."

Liu Yunde sighed. "After the fall of Kunlun Fangyuan, all research data disappeared. No one can know the truth. The future will inevitably be an era of magic. Even though Daya believes that 'magic' is unreliable based on historical records, the gravity of reality is too heavy."

"No, the era of magic is over." Ye Zuochen said lightly.

Liu Yunde looked at him puzzledly.

Ye Zuochen said directly: "I will launch an attack on the territory of the Nether Realm, which you call the Intelligence Dimension, and destroy that infinitely vast territory."

Liu Yunde took a deep breath and tears welled up in his eyes.

"Kings……"

At this moment, he felt that even if Ye Zuochen asked him to sacrifice his life now, he would do it without hesitation.

This old man had experienced the Twenty Years' War, the Han Rebellion, and the continuous wars of the new era. The era of peace and prosperity that his fathers talked about seemed to have completely disappeared, and the conflicts in the world seemed to have no end in sight.

But now all the problems are solved.

The world is unified and a united government is about to be established.

The ice age will also end and mankind will enter a period of abundance.

The invasion of the Earth by the intelligence dimension will also be resolved.

The era of cruelty is over.

Ye Zuochen said nothing more and patted Liu Yunde on the shoulder.

"Your Majesty..." Liu Yunde hesitated for a moment, then said, "This may be malicious speculation, but if Your Majesty wants to fulfill the dean's last wish - to open the earth to the sky, or even launch an attack on the 'Heaven', the magician family of the Far East will definitely not give up."

Ye Zuochen didn't care: "Is there such a good thing?"

……

Tokyo.

The night was as dark as ink, and the temple was illuminated by mottled light and shadows from the swaying lanterns.

On both sides of the stone steps, the moss glowed green in the dim light, and the air was filled with the lingering scent of incense.

Crowds of people gathered in the temple, and the sound of their whispered conversations was particularly clear in the quiet night.

In the open space in the center, the Jumonji Katsuto stood like a mountain.

His 185cm tall burly figure cast a heavy shadow in the moonlight, and his muscles were taut under his combat uniform, as if he was ready for battle at any time.

His presence was so strong that the people around him unconsciously kept their distance from him.

"Will he really come?"

A man with strong resolve crossed his arms and a frown on his face.

The middle-aged man's eyes were as sharp as a knife, and he was always skeptical about the Magic King's strength.

"The so-called 'Magic King' is, after all, just a little brat that suddenly appeared. Why should the whole world bow down to him?"

Nanakusa Koichi stood a little further away, his gaze unreadable behind his sunglasses. He gently pushed his glasses up, "At least the power that brought the whole world to its knees was real. Don't forget the thunderstorm that destroyed the Independent Masquerade."

Jiudao Lie leaned on a cane, his old face full of disapproval: "Katsuto is too reckless. It is not wise to rashly challenge an unknown opponent."

The bald monk Kujo Yakumo clasped his hands together, closed his eyes, and whispered, "In ancient magic, there's a concept called 'the spirit of words.' Words hold power. If he can truly change reality with words alone, that's beyond human power."

On the other side of the crowd, several girls watched all this quietly.

Shoko Toyokawa folded her hands in front of her, and the moonlight shone on her profile, outlining a soft outline.

Shiba Miyuki stood beside her, her posture elegant and gentle, but deep in her ice-blue eyes, she hid complex emotions that were difficult to detect.

"Wow, this is such a big scene!" Chiba Erica put her hands on her hips, her red hair swaying slightly in the night breeze, an excited smile on her lips. "If a fight breaks out, shouldn't we find a good spot to watch?"

Shibata Mitsuki gently pushed up her glasses, a trace of worry flashing in her golden eyes: "Erica, don't mess around... This is not a place for us to interfere."

Honoka Mitsui clenched her fists, her eyes burning with fighting spirit: "But if he is really that strong, I want to see it too!"

Kitayama Shizuku stood at the back, her expression still indifferent under her short black hair. She just stared quietly ahead without saying a word.