He looked up at the movie screen, which showed a vast, lifeless, white star. The young man sat alone on the Moon, idly playing with his fingernails.

At times he tilted his head, drawing circles on the Moon’s surface with his hand. Sometimes his gaze was empty, staring at the pockmarked Blue Planet, while other times he sprawled on the ground in a big-letter pose, watching the stars shine and meteors streak across the sky with their brilliant tails.

Everything was so beautiful, yet so illusory, it made one want to choke themselves out of confusion.

Finally, as if tired of this, the youth sat up straight. Facing the blue planet, he suddenly slowly raised his hand. Then he clenched his fist. In that moment, countless restraint belts flew out from his sleeves, wrapping around the entire planet.

In the theater, Ji Minghuan was too lazy to watch this scene, instead lowering his head, with his bangs falling over his eyes.

The Prophet quietly said, "After destroying the Earth, a long time passed, and you began to create the fourth body. The version of you in that timeline chose a fourth body different from the one you chose now...you should remember."

The fourth body? Ji Minghuan lowered his head, suddenly raising an eyebrow.

He recalled the template he had encountered a few days ago while creating the fourth game body. At that time, the first character template available was called "Immortal," with the ability of "eternal youth and immortality."

Restricted-level 1001 glanced at him and continued, "As a Restricted-level Superpower User, if not for the influence of the restraining agent, you could decommission a body and consolidate the abilities of each game body for personal use."

He paused, "And this...is what’s known as the ’Prototype Zero’—making the body of a Restricted-level Superpower User the final game body, thereby reclaiming the abilities of the first four bodies."

Upon hearing this, a series of terrifying conjectures suddenly exploded in Ji Minghuan’s mind, like a flood that could not be stopped, almost overwhelming his thoughts.

The possibilities he had thought of long ago but desperately avoided, at this moment, became reality. After a moment of silence, Ji Minghuan spoke, his voice almost hoarse:

"So... on the Moon, the future me became the Prototype Zero and absorbed the traits of the fourth body, ’Immortal.’ And then gained the right to eternal youth and immortality."

"Yes," the Prophet nodded, "and after that, many years passed. The you wandering aimlessly in the universe always maintained the appearance of a 13-year-old. One day, while trying to find Kong Youling, you suddenly thought of a method."

"Go back to the past."

Ji Minghuan lowered his voice, his lips lightly moving.

The Prophet was silent for a moment.

"Indeed... go back to the past." He slowly said, "But it’s a feat that could almost alter the entire universe. Even for a Restricted-level, accomplishing this requires an immeasurable price, and you still cannot decide at which point in the past you return."

"And the price you paid was nearly all your superpowers, Celestial Driver, and Anecdote Fragments in your body, an entire planet’s worth," the Prophet said, "Finally, to protect yourself, you left two Mythical Level fragments in your body, they were ’Great Sage Equal to Heaven’ and ’Zeus’... and also retained the ’eternal youth and immortality’ ability..."

Ji Minghuan curled his lips.

The Prophet continued, "Since you can’t determine the moment of return, it means that even if you traveled back to the birth of the world, it wouldn’t be surprising."

"But I know I am an immortal being," Ji Minghuan said, "No matter which point in the past you travel back to, you can live until the year Kong Youling appears."

The Prophet silently nodded, lowering his eyes.

He said, "Finally, when you opened your eyes, you were already in 1910, and at the same time, you lost all your memories, forgetting your own name. That’s when the Salvation Society found you... and gave you a new name."

Ji Minghuan kept his head down, silent, with slight twitching of his face.

"Up to this point, can’t you understand... what that name is?" At this point, the Prophet slowly turned his head, expressionless, looking at his face. 𝚏𝐫𝚎𝗲𝕨𝐞𝐛𝕟𝚘𝐯𝚎𝗹.𝕔𝐨𝗺

"Restricted-level 1001, that is the name the Salvation Society gave me."

Ji Minghuan’s lips moved, speaking without raising his head, his gaze slightly shifting.

The Prophet was silent for a very long time, then said, "Yes, that’s the correct answer."

"So, everything you just said wasn’t a prophecy, but something that actually happened, and your identity is..." Ji Minghuan paused, "Future me, the Restricted-level Superpower User who once destroyed the world."

After speaking, he looked up at the Prophet, or perhaps it was more apt in this occasion to call the other party "Restricted-level 1001."

"Yes, that’s the truth," Restricted-level 1001 said, "In fact, we are already two separate individuals. Everything you’ve experienced has shaped you, and similarly, everything I’ve experienced has formed my current persona, so I believe there’s no need to equate us as one entity."

After this, he slowly stood up from the seat in the auditorium. At that moment, the surrounding scene suddenly changed, what spread before them was once again that bizarre corridor.

The corridor stretched endlessly, and the walls on either side showed scenes as if they were old film strips, though each seemed to record the memories of Restricted-level 1001.

"I know you have many questions now," Restricted-level 1001 said leisurely, "I’ll tell you what I’ve been doing over these hundred plus years..."

After speaking, he turned to glance at Ji Minghuan who was still sitting in the original seat, "Not coming along?"

"Why did you send me to the Salvation Society," Ji Minghuan said quietly, not even looking at him, "I hope your reason can convince me; otherwise, I’ll remain skeptical of your words, even if you drop dead right in front of me, I won’t listen."

"Alright, I’ll try my best."

"Fine, I’ll be all ears."

With that, Ji Minghuan slowly stood up from the red seat and followed Restricted-level 1001 forward.