Glorious God Throne

“…That’s not entirely wrong,” said the Taoist in blue robes, smiling and accepting his friend’s praise with a squint.

While he might have been unremarkable in other forms of divination, when it came to predicting calamities, Qi Jiu was undoubtedly the strongest in this world.

He silently stared at the skill column that emerged in the void.

Spoken Prophecy Lv???:

[Note: Halo skill, limited to curse-type divination. Paired with Spell Lv10 to create misfortune, efficiency will be higher. Originally Lv10, the skill broke through conventional limits by precisely predicting disasters across the entire world for the next week.]

“This is a horse river that can generate calamities even without existing ones! Disaster prediction is absolutely 100% accurate,” Bai Yi muttered inside his vest, “…though this time I didn’t actually use my ability to manufacture misfortune.”

—All of this was the real, imminent natural disaster this world would face.

Of course, divination was ultimately just a prediction and had its limits. The precision Qi Jiu demonstrated—predicting exactly what would happen at a specific time and place—had already transcended prediction’s boundaries, approaching something close to “glimpsing the future”.

Even Qi Jiu, with his “Spoken Prophecy” skill, couldn’t normally achieve such a degree. He was able to do so primarily because this world had opened a cheat mode for him.

An invisible panel hung in mid-air.

Title: Pseudo • Child of the World

[Passive Halo: Lucky Buff]

[Note: Before you betray your current stance, you will always carry this title’s halo bonus, like the world’s spokesperson, receiving the world’s entire momentum of fortune.]

[—At this moment, the world watches over you.]

In the way of divination, no one could completely comprehend heavenly secrets. Even if such a person existed, they couldn’t reveal everything they saw. The more significant the heavenly secret, the less it could be easily disclosed.

Otherwise, the more impact on human fate and worldlines, the heavier the karmic consequences for those revealing heavenly secrets—dying on the spot would be considered a light punishment. This was the backlash of changing worldlines.

But “Qi Jiu” didn’t need to worry about the consequences of revealing heavenly secrets. Because behind him stood an infinite world.

—Letting heavenly secrets be revealed, letting fate be changed, letting worldlines escape destruction was precisely what the world desired.

Therefore, he wouldn’t bear karmic consequences for revealing secrets. Even if karmic consequences did attach to him, for someone born already bearing the infinite world’s karma, they were completely insignificant.

So when he used his skill to predict calamities, this world almost entirely unveiled its future to him. If the worldline locked by Return to the Void weren’t so difficult to pry open, and if Bai Yi’s current abilities weren’t limited, what he would see now wouldn’t be just a week, but an infinite future.

This was why Bai Yi could predict the next week’s disasters with such precise, cheat-like accuracy.

In a certain sense, these compact and dense natural disasters were the world’s reminder to all things before Return to the Void arrived. Just like how snakes, insects, rats, and ants flee in panic before a major earthquake, making people belatedly realize a disaster is imminent—these abnormally dense calamities erupting worldwide were precisely those “snakes, insects, rats, and ants fleeing in advance”! �

Qi Jiu’s role was to discover the fleeing creatures and predict the impending disaster, becoming the first to notify others.

But he was merely a prophetic messenger.

—The fate of others would have to be saved by themselves.

—After all, this was just the world’s warning before Return to the Void, no more than a small prelude and test.

If they couldn’t even pass through this stage and instead required Bai Yi to deploy his vests everywhere to help, what would they do when Return to the Void truly arrived? Bai Yi never had the idea of protecting all of humanity under his wings or saving the world alone.

Moreover, he didn’t believe he possessed the ability to save all of humanity. So many failed timelines reminded him that his capabilities were limited. Even saving one person besides himself would be a victory amidst countless failures.

Therefore, it was destined that many would remain unsaved.

From the beginning, Bai Yi had prepared to abandon a portion of people, just as he had initially abandoned possible life forms on planets beyond Blue Star. The continuous disasters descending on this planet were, in his view, merely a future rehearsal.

In this rehearsal, Bai Yi was a pure spectator.

Although several of his vests would perform necessary actions fitting their personas—such as the Heavenly Master of Divine Calculation’s predictive warnings, Joey, who would certainly protect his fief after being ennobled in the Roland Kingdom, and the Puppet Master, the behind-the-scenes manipulator of the Shadow Council who claimed to be just—their actions were more like addressing troubles in their own territories hit by natural disasters. They wouldn’t actively venture out to save more innocent victims.

—Those affected by calamities needed to save themselves.

In the second-floor apartment of the old city district, Bai Yi spun around in his chair, swaying back and forth several times before jumping down.

He raised his hand and lightly drew in the air.

A vast, illusory world map unfolded before his eyes.

Yao Country, Sang Country, Chenxing Empire… one country, one region after another was sketched on the map, sparkling like stars in the sky, with ominous lights of varying depths of red flickering upon them. These represented the impending disasters.

Gazing at this enormous illusory map, Bai Yi’s consciousness seemed to rise from his vest, ascending high into the sky, overlooking this tiny planet and the myriad of living beings upon it.

Only pure indifference remained in the depths of his pitch-black pupils.

Although he hadn’t activated the “White King’s” primary skill of “Divine Awakening”, at this moment he undoubtedly possessed extraordinary divinity, as if standing at a higher dimension, overlooking the approaching disaster and the fate of beings manipulated by it.

…And attempting to sift out those who would resist fate.

An illusory black notebook slowly solidified in Bai Yi’s hand and began to flip by itself.

This notebook, which seemed like it could never be fully written, maintained its moderate thickness, with a hazy extraordinary spiritual light mysteriously reminiscent of moonlight.

As pages continually turned, familiar and unfamiliar names appeared, their colors varying from deep to light, with more and more names flashing before Bai Yi’s eyes.

When he focused on a particular name, fragmentary scenes would seem to drift before his eyes.

A young man repeatedly returning through fire to rescue others…

A muscular man abandoning his car to walk during migration…

An elderly leader issuing commands from on high…

A wealthy merchant leading his entire family into a bomb shelter…

Cultists cheering before the imminent disaster…

Countless scenes passed before Bai Yi’s eyes. He saw innumerable people and their responses to the approaching calamity.

But this was not enough, far from enough.

The true natural disaster had not yet fully arrived.

Some say that a person’s essence is revealed in the most critical moments, the most perilous situations, the most unfortunate fates.

If the next seven days of natural disasters were a rehearsal before Return to the Void, then let him carefully observe what choices different people in this world would make.

—Their choices would determine the future’s fate.

Bai Yi couldn’t save everyone, only prioritize certain people. If during this selection, someone demonstrated the quality and ability to save more people, showing talents far beyond others, they would undoubtedly be the highest priority in Bai Yi’s mind—the one he most needed to protect!

Just like this time, when Qi Jiu merely spoke a few words, while officials from various countries ran themselves ragged. Bai Yi himself could still slack off at home. This was the benefit of having tool people.

So, between ordinary people who could only save themselves and special subjects like Li Fufeng who could not only save themselves but also save more people, if a choice had to be made, Bai Yi would certainly choose to preserve the latter’s life.

And between trash and humans, the choice was even easier.

—Humans in this world were not equal. At least in Bai Yi’s eyes, there were extremely obvious priorities.

“…So, this is what you’ll do,” he said, smiling and handing the Puppet Master’s diary to Adams, his current sole laborer. “I’ve opened part of the diary’s permissions for you. It will randomly display the actions of people with causal connections to me. The deeper the causality, the higher the frequency of appearance. Mundane activities like eating or sleeping won’t show up. Only actions involving outcomes influenced by me will be displayed.”

Seeing Adams looking confused, Bai Yi explained simply, “In short, this time’s natural disaster could be predicted in advance because I imposed a powerful cause. So anyone affected by this causality might appear in the log.”

“…Especially those who were supposed to die but survived due to knowing their fate in advance. The outcomes in the cause will naturally be their various choices during this natural disaster.”

—Those whose predetermined fatal fate was changed by advance prediction, and who then made choices affecting more people’s destinies in this natural disaster, were most likely to appear in the log. Others who were neither of these could also appear, but with lower probability.

In this world, where the imminent natural disaster would affect everywhere, and Bai Yi’s prophecy genuinely faced the entire world, perhaps there was no one who wouldn’t be entangled in causality?

Bai Yi spoke in the most casual tone what even the most heartless capitalist wouldn’t dare say, attempting to exploit a minor through massive and arduous work.

“…Like sifting gold from sand, selecting the most worthy people to save in this world. If there’s surplus, even categorizing different trash into recyclable and non-recyclable labels. Then submit the screening results to me.”

At this point, his smile gradually became radiant.

“Decided! It’ll be called the ‘Human Screening Project’!” Bai Yi tapped his hands together. “This is version 1.0.”

He tilted his head to look at Adams, “You can do this, right?”

Adams’ eyes suddenly lit up.

“Of course, no problem!”

He didn’t comprehend the capitalist exploitation and instead was happy to receive another task—this was proof of the White King’s trust. After recently learning about this external identity from Bai Yi, Adams had already felt this weighty trust and was excited beyond measure.

He solemnly received the black diary with both hands, holding it high, and promised with a tone as if he were about to rush and blow up the Chenxing Empire’s imperial palace:

“White King, leave everything to me! I’ll complete this mission even if it costs my life and never disappoint your expectations!”

Bai Yi: “…”

“Ah, there’s no need to risk your life… at most, you’ll just work non-stop for seven days. It’s not like there’s any life-threatening danger. After all, I’m not some devil.”

“You’re not a villain from some fictional story! You’re the only real god in this world! Even White King can’t say such things about himself!” Adams shouted loudly.

Bai Yi felt a rare twinge of conscience.

But he quickly dispelled this illusion. After all, he wasn’t deliberately exploiting child labor; there were more important things that needed his attention.

“Anyway, I’ll trouble you for the next seven days,” the youth’s lips curved into a brilliant smile, using his passive bewitching skill to bewitch his irrational, fanatical follower. “I, ah, have more important things to do.”

He lightly tapped his toes on the ground, instantly approaching the windowsill, and suddenly reached out, scooping up Bai Xiaoxi who was crouching there.

“The world in the depths of nightmares is still waiting for me to save it.”

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