As his thoughts returned to realityâ
it felt as though a simulation had just finished calculating its results.
Everything that had just happened seemed strangely unreal.
Likeâ
the previous life simulation has ended; time to allocate your stats.
Deep Blue, dump everything into magic!
The thought flickered past, and his mind settled.
April.
A month of madness.
Any knowledge learned during this time carried a chance of triggering knowledge curses and contaminationâespecially under the effects of the Leap Year Blessing.
On the 1st, learning anything would result in 100% contamination.
And yetâ
there was also an infinitesimal chance that even the most ordinary reading could uncover forbidden truths, trigger random summons, awaken unknown rituals, or directly cast unpredictable spells and techniques.
A completely absurd month.
Good thing Kanzaki Rei was immune to all forms of knowledge contamination.
Otherwise, with the sheer volume of reading heâd done yesterday, he would have been corrupted beyond recognition.
Fortunately, the probability of triggering those other effects was extremely low.
Despite everything he had studied, only a few demons had been summonedâ
and he had casually chopped them apart.
Shhkâ
With a spatial exchange, in just a few flickers, Kanzaki Rei arrived outside the city of Chronolia.
Without hesitation, he flew outward and entered a random dungeon.
He sacrificed one million souls into it.
A Tier 4 dungeon.
As expected, the moment he enteredâ
a vast, open wilderness unfolded before him.
After so many tests, he had already deduced the pattern:
Sacrifice a large number of souls, and you would most likely be placed in a wide-open areaâwith dense clusters of monsters.
Rei raised his hand casually.
ăTen-Thousand Falling Heavenly Flame Meteors (Tier 5) (LV: 401)ă
Whooooshâ
The entire sky ignited, turning a blazing crimson.
In an instantâ
hundreds of thousands of burning meteors tore through the clouds and plunged toward the earth.
A Tier 5 spellâ
powerful enough to decide the outcome of a war.
And in Kanzaki Reiâs handsâ
it became something truly apocalyptic.
BOOM! BOOM BOOM BOOM BOOMâ
Tens of thousands of meteors slammed into the ground, carving out molten craters across the land.
Wherever they struckâ
lava surged and flowed.
With a single spellâ
he reshaped the battlefield across thousands of miles.
Every Tier 4 nation-destroying monster within the dungeon was reduced to ash.
"...Mm."
"So the spells I learned in the future simulation... were perfectly retained."
There was no flaw in execution.
Which confirmed his hypothesis:
As long as the knowledge was retainedâ
the power came with it.
Come to think of it...
This monthâs lunar authority was called:
Yog of Knowledge and Wisdom.
...That was unsettling.
To possess authority over "knowledge" in a world like thisâ
was inherently terrifying.
Everything he learned in the simulated future...
was real.
Before exiting the simulation, he had also fully mastered the divination spell:
ăFate Foresightă
Time had been tightâ
but he had completed it at the very last moment.
This spell was... peculiar.
Unlike ordinary divination, which focused on othersâ
Fate Foresight could only predict matters related to oneself.
If used on others, it would only reveal information that had a strong connection to the caster.
Anything unrelated?
Completely unreadable.
But in exchangeâ
anything tied to oneself would be seen with extreme clarity.
And more interestinglyâ
the result was influenced by the casterâs current thoughts.
A strange form of divination.
After allâ
the Seer class was typically meant to serve others.
Yet this spell was entirely self-centered.
Beyond thatâ
during his time in the Moon Sea, he had also discovered traces of the Church of the Shedding Rose.
A cult that truly spanned the entire world.
He still had one more simulation available today.
But there was no rush.
"I canât just sit back and watch this continent be destroyed."
"Letâs try to change something first."
Those two Tier 8 individualsâ
had only arrived at the very end.
Which meantâ
if he could accelerate Ainzharâs deathâ
then perhaps Ainzhar would die before reinforcements arrived.
A viable strategy.
But also risky.
If Ainzhar noticed...
he might turn hostile immediately.
And the greater the level gapâ
the harder it was to accelerate death.
At Tier 7, one second of observation equaled one day shaved off.
At Tier 8?
Unknown.
Back then, he had focused entirely on avoiding drawing attentionâ
and hadnât even attempted to accelerate their deaths.
Next timeâ
he should test it.
"...Letâs divine it."
Rei raised his hand.
Mist filled the surrounding space.
His consciousness focusedâ
on Ainzhar.
Soonâ
his vision sharpened.
He saw himself entering Ainzharâs residence...
attempting to accelerate his death.
But suddenlyâ
Ainzharâs eyes snapped open, wide as bellsâ
like a void of endless darkness!
BOOM!
The surrounding mist surged violently!
â
Fwooshâ
The divination ended.
"...So it wonât work."
A being nearing death was highly sensitive to it.
And a Tier 8 mage...
could not be treated like an ordinary person.
"Then Iâll use another method."
Shhkâ
Rei vanished.
After several rapid spatial shifts, he arrived at Kumironiâs residence.
His mastery of spatial magic was becoming increasingly refined.
Stillâ
breaking directly into someoneâs home felt a bit rude.
So he knocked.
Knock knock.
"Kumironi."
The door openedâ
and in that instant, Rei teleported straight into the living room.
"Kanzaki Rei?"
She had just helped him complete his class advancement barely an hour ago.
"And now youâre back already?"
It wasnât unwelcomeâ
just... unexpected.
"Kumironi, I tried a divination just now."
"Do you think Ainzhar might call in outside help to deal with Master Izparut?"
Kumironi paused.
"You mean...?"
"I just thoughtâheâs traveled the world for so long. He might know other high-level individuals."
"I just became a Seer, so I tried glimpsing the future."
"And I saw the entire Rellon Continent... disappear."
"And vaguely... a man wrapped in bandages, confronting Master Izparut."
Kumironi frowned slightly.
The Church of Life and Church of Death had been enemies for millennia.
And Kumironiâ
held a significant position within the Church of Life.
Even on a global scale, she was no minor figure.
She had heard of key figures within the Church of Death.
Includingâ
a high-ranking executor, completely wrapped in bandages.
"Did you see anything else?"
Rei nodded.
"There was also a man with brown curly hair."
"He might be of the same level."
"And... I had a feelingâhe might be connected to the Church of Death."
He continued:
"When someone is nearing death..."
"Wouldnât they try to rely on powers tied to death?"
"After all, even you couldnât extend his life much."
Having the Seer class made things convenient.
Any sensitive information?
Just say:
I saw it in a vision.
No need to explain further.
"...That is indeed possible."
Kumironi spoke slowly.
"But itâs hard to imagine Ainzhar cooperating with the Church of Death."
After allâ
his reputation was that of a legendary mage.
A hero.
Someone who had saved continents, defeated powerful monsters, guided countless mages...
Even fought against evil cultsâ
including the Church of Death.
And yetâ
thinking more deeply...
there were inconsistencies.
Could Messe alone have orchestrated a ritual sacrificing three billion lives?
Or had someone guided him?
"...I understand."
"Kanzaki Rei, can you provide proof of this fate?"
Proofâ
a remnant symbol left behind by divination.
Rei shook his head.
"No."
"But Iâll try again later. Maybe Iâll get clearer results."
Kumironi nodded.
"Alright. Iâll rely on you."
Afterwardâ
Rei contacted Izparut through sensory projection and relayed everything.
Izparutâs response was calm:
"...If itâs just two people, it shouldnât be a problem."
Rei nearly laughed.
Two Tier 8s plus Ainzhar makes three.
And youâre saying itâs fine?
Yetâ
based on lifespan outcomesâ
Izparut did win.
"...Next."
Rei looked northeast.
Through God-Tier: Hidden Origin, he could still see directional traces.
His gaze locked onto a location:
Moon Sea â Shifting Sand Archipelago â Tenge.
The homeland of the mechanists.
Andâ
the location of the one who had issued the apocalypse prophecy.
"...So thatâs where you are."
The next dayâ
those mechanists would depart.
Perfect timing.
Shhkâ
Rei appeared at the air harbor.
Airships rested quietly.
Few people came hereâChronoliaâs machinery wasnât advanced.
"Oh? Kanzaki Rei?"
A white-haired mechanic spotted him.
"The genius kidâwhat brings you here?"
"I heard youâre leaving."
"Iâm interested in mechanists... and Iâve never left the Rellon Continent."
"Could I visit Tenge with you?"
"Haha! Of course!"
"Come tomorrow morningâplenty of room on the ship!"
"If you like it, stay! Iâm sure our king would welcome you!"
"Thank you, sir."
Originallyâ
he had no intention of going to Tenge.
But after one simulationâ
his path had already shifted drastically.
"...Next simulation."
"Iâll preview Tenge."
The remaining timeâ
he spent developing his seventh combat technique.
Knowledge could be brought back from simulationsâ
but physical gains could not.
By afternoonâ
the Adventurerâs Guild announced:
A Tier 5 dungeon had appeared near Chronolia.
Exactly as the future had shown.
Rei immediately set out.
The rest of the dayâ
he farmed Tier 6 subcontinental monsters, gathered souls, and prepared rituals.
March 2
He harvested:
200 billion souls
30 Tier 6 subcontinental monsters
"...If only I had awakened Seer earlier."
He could have looped March 1â
up to 60 simulations.
Turning one dayâ
into sixty.
"...What a waste."
Midnight approached.
Time for the second simulation.
Rei sat cross-legged on the bed.
Closed his eyes.
Visualizedâ
his arrival in Tenge, five days later.
ăGod-Tier: Future Simulationă
BZZZZâ
Activated.
When he opened his eyesâ
he stood in a bustling street.
Above himâ
mechanized airships crisscrossed the sky.
"...So this is Tenge."
...
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