Chapter 2: A few ripples of fate
In Blood Harbor, a businessman had a bad day and was hit on the head by a pole while walking through an alley.
In a magnificent mansion, the Duke stared at the red wine boiling in the pot and forgot about his guests.
On a battlefield in the western part of the empire, a general threw his weapon straight into the sky in anger.
In Jewel Bay in the Storm Ocean, the pirate king inexplicably spent a whole day playing in the bathroom sink.
Today the weather was fine and nothing happened.
And somewhere outside the peaceful world, in a magnificent palace, a heavy and exquisite long table was placed in the center.
There were high-backed chairs on both sides of the long table. Several dark figures were sitting on the chairs, looking down at the table in front of them, as if they were asleep.
At the top of the long table is a huge throne.
The throne was inlaid with gold and gems, and sitting on it, an ancient figure slowly opened his eyes.
He stared at one side of the long table with dull eyes.
There sat a dark figure, the flickering candlelight illuminating his face.
He had short curly brown hair, his clothes were covered in mud, and there was a hideous hole on his chest.
It was the Hughes who had just died.
The person on the throne was stunned for a while, then his face twitched suddenly, and his whole body became lively, as if something was slowly entering his body.
The next moment, a voice full of shock came from above.
"Dead? I died again? I was killed for no apparent reason like this!?"
"Damn it, why did he just kill me? This doesn't make sense!? I've shown such a talent for mechanics, he should at least torture me to get some knowledge before doing it, right? He's not curious at all?"
The figure on the throne raised his head and cursed, looking at Zeus who was as motionless as a puppet. The dead boy looked up and looked at him with empty eyes.
"I remember that weird priest once said that I was a lackey of the evil god?"
"Well, this should be a common method used by the church. First, they label others as evil gods, and then they take action."
"Wait, the church? Is the church hindering the development of technology and killing people who can improve machinery? This doesn't make sense. The priest also has a lot of metal limbs and should understand the importance of mechanical technology. This is wrong."
He frowned.
This priest who suddenly appeared was full of mysteries. It was the first time he had met such a strange person since he traveled through time.
"Unfortunately, another body is gone. We can only start a new descent."
He looked away, and the young Zeus slowly lowered his head, looking at the table in front of him lifelessly like a puppet.
There were four lifeless dolls sitting on both sides of the long table. They looked different and were dressed differently, but the only thing in common was that they were all "Xius".
Xius is a time traveler. In his previous life, he lived on the Blue Planet. One night, he fainted while working overtime. When he woke up, he found himself sitting on the throne in this strange and magnificent palace.
The palace was beautifully decorated and filled with rare treasures, but unfortunately Zeus could not touch them - for some reason, he was nailed to the throne and could not move even a step.
Fortunately, he - Zeus on the throne, did not seem to have the need to eat, drink or defecate.
But he can't just sit here and wait to die. When he shifts his gaze to the figure sitting on the bench, those puppet-like shadows will look up and look at him, and then Zeus can choose to [Descend].
The so-called advent is like traveling through time into a new body and starting a new life. Hughes glanced at several benches in turn. On them were middle-aged men with strong bodies, old men with white hair, priests in white robes, and young people who had just opened their hearts.
Every person is different, and each new shell that appears is random.
Zeus didn't know what the meaning of these things was, but he had no choice but to try.
But this time he had some different ideas.
"The priest of that church just now was really weird."
"In that instant, he completed his attack and pierced my chest directly. I couldn't see his movements at all. Is this really something that a machine installed on the body can do?"
In his previous life, Zeus knew something about the mechanical prosthetic limbs on Blue Star. It was absolutely impossible to achieve such speed and strength. The mechanical structure of the priest's body was so crude that Zeus still remembered those large gears.
"Father, the church is interesting now."
"There is a supernatural power in the church. If I touch it, I may be able to untie the shackles of this throne."
“No, maybe not just the church.”
Hughes showed some annoyance on his face.
"What a pity. We finally made it to the capital of the empire this time. I don't know when I'll be able to get in touch with the factory again in my next body."
This world has only just begun to develop its industrial structure, with a few scattered factories just beginning to be built - but this is already the most developed place.
Most areas had only just barely bid farewell to the dark Middle Ages, and in places where Hughes had visited several times before, there were even remnants of the serfdom system.
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From this perspective, workers whose average life expectancy is in their thirties actually have a very good background.
"So, what should we do next?"
He looked at the bodies beside the long table in confusion. It has been some time since he came to this world. At the beginning, he was exploring with great interest, but now, he just wanted to go home.
There is no way, the randomly appearing bodies seem to be really random - that is to say, there is a 99% probability that they are the poor people at the bottom of society.
The lower class, no matter in which era, seems to have nothing but to endure torture silently. What's in Hughes' mind is the science and technology of modern society, but every time he tries to cash in, all that's left is a lifeless body.
This world seems to leave no way out for people at the bottom of society.
Zeus was almost extremely disappointed with it, and transcendence was his last expectation for this world.
"Contact the extraordinary, and if possible, find a way home." Xius's eyes became firm. "At least we have to find a way to leave this throne activity. We can't be trapped here forever."
There are neither mobile phones nor the Internet in this world, and he still misses Blue Planet.
"Prepare to begin the advent."
He took a deep breath, made up his mind, and turned to look at an empty high-back chair.
The mist rolled unsteadily, with some friction sounds coming from it, and then a hand stretched out from the mist and pressed on the table.
Then the mist quickly receded, and a thin and handsome young man appeared on the chair, smiling gracefully and looking at Zeus on the throne.
Zeus' eyes lit up. This was his new body.
"Judging from his clothes, he's most likely a noble. I'm finally lucky!"
"Soap, glass, gunpowder, build factories, and let the torrent of steel push this fantasy world flat. I can't wait!"
"See the glory of science and truth!"
The next moment, Zeus’s vision went dark.
New body, new advent, everything starts over.
Zeus left and silence fell between the throne rooms.
After an unknown amount of time, the abandoned body, the young boy Zeus with a big hole in his chest, and his lifeless eyes like a puppet suddenly trembled.
(End of this chapter)