Japan.

Circle of people.

In the courtyard of the Kazemachi family, Wang Men and Yuuri Takishiro sat on either side of the dining table, looking at each other in silence.

For Yuuri Takishiro, it was the first time he saw a human being whose level was so close to his own, so he was naturally very curious; for Wang Mian, the young man in front of him, who was also at the ceiling level of humans, was really too young.

How old is he? Seventeen? Eighteen?

How could someone so young become the ceiling of humanity in this "human circle"?

"Takishiro, go get two more pairs of chopsticks, Amemiya-san will be here for dinner soon!" Yurina, wearing an apron, leaned half of her body out of the kitchen and shouted to the two people who were looking at each other in confusion in the living room.

"Okay, sister."

Yuuri Takishiro shifted his gaze away from Wang Mian, went into the kitchen and searched for a while, but couldn't find the chopsticks. So he simply stretched out his hand in the air and two pairs of golden chopsticks appeared out of thin air.

E-level props, gilded purple dragon chopsticks.

"Here, for you." Yuuri Takibai walked in front of Wang Mian, hesitated for a moment, then reached out and handed the chopsticks to Wang Mian.

"……Thanks."

Wang Mian took the chopsticks and nodded slightly to show his gratitude.

Yuri Takishiro sat back in his seat, the two looked at each other, and the air became quiet again...

Click——!

At this moment, the sliding door was pushed open, and a handsome young man in a black kimono, carrying a wooden box on his back, stood calmly outside the door.

"Brother Amemiya." When Yuuri Takishiro saw that man, a gentle smile appeared on his face.

"Well, how are you feeling lately?"

Haruki Amamiya walked into the house, put the wooden box on the ground behind him, and asked.

"Very good." Yuuri Takishiro stood up and asked while setting the table for Amamiya Haruki, "Where's my brother? Did you find the last sword of the curse?"

"...Not yet." Amamiya Haruki shook his head. "The predictions Shota gave me recently were either very vague or wrong. It may take some time to find the last Huojin Sword."

"Do you need me to help you find it?"

"Forget it. The frequency of corpse beasts appearing has increased recently. You still have to guard this place... I can do this myself."

"All right."

Amamiya Haruki sat down in his seat and then turned his gaze to the white-haired old man sitting on the other side.

"Hello." Amamiya Haruki said politely, "My name is Amamiya Haruki."

Wang Mian was silent for a moment, "Wang Mian."

"Are you from Daxia?"

"Um."

"After dinner, I'll take you to find someone. Maybe you'll know him."

Amemiya Haruki's tone was very calm. When Wang Mian heard this, a hint of doubt flashed in his eyes. After hesitating for a moment, he nodded.

“Hot, hot, hot…”

Yurina walked barefoot on the tatami, taking small steps, and brought plates of steaming dishes to the table, which soon filled the entire table.

After Yurina took her seat, she cleared her throat, picked up the juice in front of her, and said with a smile:

"Cheers to welcome our friends from Daxia, Brother Nanaya!"

"cheers!"

Yuuri Takishiro and Amamiya Haruki raised the glasses in their hands in a very supportive manner. The three pairs of eyes turned to look at Wang Mian who was sitting silently on the side, as if they were waiting for him to raise his glass.

Wang Mian stared at the cup in front of him, his old eyes devoid of any life, and he let out a long sigh.

He stood up and bowed slightly to the three people using the etiquette he had learned from books:

"I'm so sorry. I have to excuse myself."

He turned and walked out of the courtyard.

In the silent atmosphere of the restaurant, Yurina and Yuri Takishiro looked at each other, with confusion in their eyes.

Amamiya Haruki stared at Wang Mian's departing back. After a moment, he also sat up from his seat and walked in the direction Wang Mian left. "I'll go see him. You guys continue eating."

…

It's late at night.

The high-rise buildings standing around were not emitting any light. The city, which was once bustling with neon lights, became dim after losing 95% of its electricity, like a large village full of high-rise buildings.

The stars were spread across the sky like broken silver, and a bright moon was shining on the flowers and plants in the courtyard. Wang Mian stood alone in the shadows, looking desolate and lonely.

Amamiya Haruki walked slowly to his side in wooden clogs.

"Are you worried about something?" Amamiya Haruki looked up at the stars and asked casually.

Wang Mian remained silent.

"Judging from your appearance, you must have lost someone important." Amamiya Haruki moved his eyes away from Wang Mian's face.

Wang Mian looked at him in surprise, "How did you know?"

"When my master died, I was exactly like you are now." Amamiya Haruki said calmly, "I didn't want to contact anyone, I didn't want to participate in anything, I just wanted to hide quietly by myself, immersed in sadness and regret."

Wang Mian's eyes slowly closed and he did not answer.

"Actually, I'm a little surprised." Amamiya Haruki continued, "Although you look to be in your seventies, you don't feel like an old man to me.

Those who have truly experienced the baptism of such a long time should have long been accustomed to parting... The light in your eyes is different from theirs.

You give me the feeling of being my equal."

"...Maybe." Wang Mian remained silent.

Amamiya Haruki looked at him for a while and shook his head helplessly, "I'm not very good at comforting people, but I still want to remind you that time will not go back.

We are only human after all. One day, we will all reach the end of our lifespan. The birth and death of life are the inevitable cause and effect of this world... We must eventually look forward."

Amamiya Haruki patted his shoulder.

When Wang Mian heard these words, suddenly, a thought flashed through his mind!

Time will not turn back. After all, we are only human beings. One day, we will reach the end of our lifespan...

Human life will end.

What if... he becomes a god?

Wang Mian's cloudy and dim eyes gradually brightened up.

Time will not go back, maybe this is true for others, but not for Wang Mian.

Time can go back, but the prerequisite is that he must live long enough!

As a mortal, he is now approaching the end of his life, so he cannot go back in time to save the rest of the Mask team, but what if he becomes a god? After becoming a god, will he have more life?

Does that mean... that he will once again have the ability to go back in time and change that history?

Before, when they were in the fishing village, Xuanwo and others heard that he had spent twenty years of his life to change history. Wang Mian himself had even tried to comfort them, saying that after becoming a god, their lifespan might be endless... Although this was just his own nonsense, what if it was true?

Within two years, break through to become a god, extend lifespan, go back in time, change history... This is Wang Mian's only choice.

Wang Mian felt like he had grabbed a life-saving straw, and a fire of hope suddenly ignited in his eyes!

He ran out of the closed loop of the fishing village, but he did not beat the time, on the contrary...

But his race against time has just begun.