My Future Refreshes Weekly

Chapter 21: The One Who Destroyed the World——World Destroyer!

The scene of White Crane killing ten C-rank Transcendents with a single word was far too terrifying.

In the square, the remaining attackers were scared out of their wits.

At this moment, they had completely lost their will to fight, scrambling frantically to flee outside the school—

Even if the Mysterious Figure had already disappeared, Du Lingwei was still alive!

Without the obstruction of those C-rank Transcendents, just Du Lingwei alone was enough to burn all these D-rank Transcendents into ashes!

Stay behind and wait to be cremated?

However, just as they rushed to the school gate, the sound of shattering glass rang out.

The invisible barrier outside the gate shattered on its own, turning into countless sharp, transparent raindrops that fell upon the attackers.

Without even a scream, in an instant, only fragments of corpses were left scattered across the ground.

On the street outside the school, another masked attacker stood.

His gaze swept over, confirming there were no survivors. Then he turned around, retreating into a mirror, vanishing without a trace.

In the sky above the school, the attacker who had been fighting Zhong Honglian also saw everything happening below.

“Only lasted this long… I suppose that’s enough.”

He raised his finger, flicked lightly, and shattered the space in front of him along with the flames, forming a clear path.

Then, with a sudden flash, he fled at unimaginable speed——just like that, he escaped!

Zhong Honglian stared as he left, but did not pursue.

She lowered her head, gazing at the campus that had nearly become ruins, her eyes flashing with coldness.

At this moment, there were still some attackers inside the school, entangled with teachers and students in the special classes and other places.

Seeing this, with a single thought, the sea of fire that lit up the sky sent countless sparks tumbling down like dazzling fire rain, beautiful yet filled with peril.

This fire rain avoided the teachers and students, falling upon the attackers instead.

In an instant, those who touched the flames turned to ashes, drifting away with the wind.

After resolving this nuisance, Zhong Honglian looked toward the square, her eyes narrowing slightly, but she saw no trace of the Mysterious Figure.

As if he had never existed at all.

But…

If Zhong Honglian hadn’t seen wrongly, the ability he used when killing so many attackers was——

【Word-Spirit】.

This was no common talent.

So far, only two people had possessed this talent.

The first was the original owner of Word-Spirit, who had already died in 1997.

The second, was Jiang He, who had just awakened his talent.

Zhong Honglian’s gaze shifted, falling upon Jiang He, who stood dazed. She recalled the way he had looked at her yesterday, as if “seeking approval” when he wanted to transfer to Sunflame Wielder, and came to a realization.

She did not immediately seek confirmation.

Instead, she spoke from afar.

“Lingwei, I’ll leave things here to you.”

With that said, her figure transformed into a fiery meteor streaking toward the city center.

A sea of flames trailed behind her, like vast wings of fire covering the heavens.

……

In the campus, Du Lingwei pushed thoughts of the Mysterious Figure aside.

She directed the teachers to rescue the injured students.

In this attack, Zhongzhou No. 1 High had almost been reduced to rubble, with heavy casualties among teachers and students, cries of anguish filling the air.

She led teachers with scouting talents to search for people buried in the ruins.

At the same time, she arranged for those with healing talents to treat the wounded.

At this point, Jiang He and Chi Zhilei truly came into full play.

As long as the injury wasn’t instantly fatal, a single Word-Spirit from Jiang He could halt the loss of life.

Chi Zhilei, with her Fragrant Body, released a mixed aura of “healing,” “calming,” and “pain relief,” quickly restoring the injured.

With the medical teachers’ efforts, all injuries were soon stabilized, preventing further casualties.

However, Jiang He’s Transcendent level was far too low, and his mental energy weak.

After only a few uses of Word-Spirit, his mental energy was completely exhausted.

“The Meditation Room was destroyed, so there’s no way to quickly recover mental strength…”

Wei Sheng returned to human form, supporting Jiang He into a nearby lounge.

He alone knew just how great a role this F-rank student had played during the attack.

Without Jiang He, the number of casualties would have been several times greater!

Wei Sheng grew more satisfied with this student, speaking gently: “Rest here for now.”

“Mm.”

Jiang He obediently sat on a chair and closed his eyes.

After waiting a few seconds, he heard Wei Sheng leave the room, closing the door softly. Then he opened his eyes again.

He turned his head toward the other side of the lounge, where a white-haired youth sat atop a desk.

“I need an explanation.”

“Sorry, I couldn’t hold back.”

White Crane spread his hands. “At this point, you’ve probably guessed——Du Lingwei is our future wife.”

“In the timeline I experienced, she was gravely injured in this battle. To protect others, she abandoned her defense and risked her life to kill several enemies, nearly dying.”

“I knew all this, and originally didn’t intend to interfere… but I really couldn’t hold back.”

Even though Jiang He had somewhat expected it, hearing this still made his heart race.

Du Lingwei, this girl so perfect she seemed dazzling, was actually his future wife!

This was something he wouldn’t even dare to dream of!

Wait, no, that was another timeline.

He couldn’t get carried away.

Jiang He tried hard to clear Du Lingwei’s image from his mind.

White Crane continued speaking.

“Oh, right. Those two people from last night, I handled them as well.”

“They had killed before, and in the future would become Transcendent criminals… so I just reset them early.”

“As for the timing… you went to bed earlier yesterday, so I went out for a late-night snack and ran into them along the way.”

“…?”

Jiang He’s scalp went numb.

So while he slept last night, White Crane had gone out alone and casually killed two people?

Didn’t this mean that as long as he wasn’t paying attention, White Crane could act freely—especially at night—doing whatever he wanted, killing whoever he wanted?

And this was supposed to be his Heroic Spirit??!

White Crane shrugged. “I warned you, you need to be on guard against yourself——even when asleep.”

“I’m your future, not your puppet.”

Clearly, after taking action, White Crane had already thought of how to handle Jiang He.

He knew well that his younger self, as long as there was a reasonable explanation, wouldn’t find such actions unacceptable.

At most, he’d lose his freedom at night ahead of schedule, nothing more.

Besides, even if Jiang He refused to accept it, what of it?

He was only a Heroic Spirit with no future. What was there to fear?

White Crane wore the expression of someone who feared nothing.

At last, Jiang He fully understood what White Crane had meant when he said, “The future me is not me.”

At least Jiang He wouldn’t play tricks on himself——they were the same person, after all, so what was the point?

But precisely because of this, Jiang He realized something.

So far, everything about the future had only come from White Crane’s words.

Because it was from “himself,” Jiang He hadn’t doubted and simply believed.

But what if White Crane “lied”?

Just as Jiang He wouldn’t want his future self to see his browsing history…

If White Crane had things he didn’t want his past self to know, and chose to conceal or even lie——it wasn’t impossible!

Of course, in the past, Jiang He had no way to confirm even if he suspected White Crane was lying.

But now it was different.

He had once seen an image of the future with his own eyes.

“Endless ruins, tens of thousands kneeling.”

In that image, what role had White Crane played?

“White Crane, you said that in the future, a top S-rank Transcendent went berserk, nearly destroying human civilization, leaving the world in ruins.” Jiang He suddenly asked.

“Who was that Transcendent?”

White Crane: “Why ask that? The point isn’t which individual, but the era itself. As long as things continue like this, there will always be…”

Jiang He cut him off. “I’m asking you—who was it?”

White Crane looked into Jiang He’s eyes, and saw something.

He answered: “Xu Cangyu. His talent was S-rank 【Matter Decomposition】, able to break down any material at the particle level.”

“When he went mad, he was only thirty-three… At this point in time, he hasn’t even been born.”

If he wasn’t born, there was no way to verify.

Jiang He didn’t dwell on why Xu Cangyu, at only thirty-three, could already be the strongest in the world… S-rank geniuses weren’t something to pry too much into.

He continued: “And you killed him?”

“…Yes.” White Crane: “His ability was too strong. Even I, once I entered his sight, would be instantly disintegrated.”

“So I waited until he was utterly exhausted, then found the chance to strike and completely kill him.”

Jiang He listened quietly, then asked: “What about the world after his death?”

White Crane’s eyes lowered. “Human civilization was nearly destroyed… Since I was the one who killed him, survivors regarded me as Savior, following me to live on in the apocalypse.”

“However, the battles of S-rank Transcendents had already devastated Blue Star’s ecosystem, turning the world into wasteland…”

“Even after decades, it never recovered.”

What White Crane said held internal consistency.

He didn’t hesitate as if making things up, but spoke as though recalling memories.

Judging from these words alone, it was difficult for Jiang He to find fault, let alone verify.

So he asked: “After human civilization was destroyed, did anyone ever attack you? Or anger you?”

At this question, White Crane lifted his gaze, eyes turning cold, as if becoming another person.

“You saw something.”

It wasn’t a question, but a statement.

The direction of Jiang He’s questions was far too clear.

It wasn’t about learning the future, but about verifying something he already knew.

Jiang He paused, then said.

“I saw the ‘future’ through my talent.”

“In your world, there were no survivors, only endless corpses kneeling in the ruins.”

Jiang He wasn’t sure if the vision he saw when awakening his talent truly belonged to White Crane’s future.

But at this moment, he spoke with absolute certainty.

As if he really had seen it.

White Crane fell completely silent.

He and Jiang He stared at each other. His eyes grew cold, the corner of his mouth lifting.

“I thought I’d have to wait longer… but it’s been exposed this quickly.”

Transcendent talents were not fixed.

As a Transcendent’s level grew, their talents strengthened, sometimes awakening new effects.

Moreover, as their level increased, they could, like White Crane and Zhong Honglian, create their own Transcendent professions to fully unleash their talents.

So, when White Crane learned of Jiang He’s talent, he already understood that a talent capable of summoning from other timelines would one day also peer into—or even connect with—those timelines!

Even if it couldn’t yet, Jiang He could eventually gain that ability through a created profession.

What White Crane hadn’t expected…

Was that Jiang He had grown so fast.

Just after breaking through F-rank, he already had the power to “peer.”

Had those kneeling corpses become his medium of peering?

“Truly a cheat-like talent.”

White Crane sighed again.

“In that case, let’s lay it out.”

“You want to know what that vision means?”

“Heh.”

With a smile devoid of feeling, White Crane spoke.

“On September 27th, 2066, Blue Star suffered the greatest, most vile cataclysm in human history——”

“The 【World Destroyer】 from 【The Prophet】’s prophecy descended.”

“He was a god born into the world, wielding power beyond S-rank, with the might to destroy everything, able to dominate—or at any moment annihilate—the entire planet.”

“And so, he used that power.”

“All it took was one second, one thought.”

“All living beings knelt before the World Destroyer, offering up their lives.”

“This was the end of the world.”

Jiang He’s heart pounded: “He is…”

“Me.”

White Crane gave the answer with a mocking smile.

“The one standing before you is the strongest in human history, the first super S-rank Transcendent, the most wicked Transcendent criminal, the one who brought about the end of the world——the World Destroyer.”

Jiang He had obtained the “truth,” yet felt no excitement.

Instead, as he looked at White Crane’s mocking smile, he felt suffocated.

Although they had only been together for less than two days, he had already grown somewhat used to this future self.

In his perception, White Crane might have been sharp-tongued and unstable… yet he always helped him grow, seemingly from the heart wishing him a good future.

White Crane had constantly warned Jiang He of the danger of Transcendent rampages, helping him prepare against such a fate.

Even when White Crane killed, it wasn’t wanton slaughter, but at least with reasons Jiang He could accept.

Someone like that…

How could he be the “World Destroyer” who annihilated the world?

White Crane lowered his eyes.

He had already prepared for accusations and questions.

Sure enough, Jiang He’s voice rose.

“Why?”

For amusement?

White Crane lifted his gaze, ready to sneer, but the words stopped in his throat.

He saw his younger self clenching fists, biting lips, but his eyes held not fear, rejection, or accusation, but… confusion, pain, even concern?

This kid… was actually worried about him, someone who had destroyed the world?

Jiang He: “Why did you do it?”

White Crane repeated: “Why?”

“Transcendent rampages… usually happen because of experience.”

“Whether hatred, madness, or despair, no one loses control for no reason… at least ‘I’ wouldn’t.”

Jiang He asked: “Then what was it that drove you to lose control?”

“……”

White Crane fell silent.

He raised a hand, gently touching the scar at his collarbone.

He looked into Jiang He’s eyes, reading “his” emotions.

At last, he spoke.

“Idiot.”

Jiang He: “…Huh?”

White Crane sneered: “And what are you asking me for?”

“Sympathy? Empathy? Understanding?”

“Then what, to comfort yourself, thinking my destroying the world was only others’ fault?”

“Use your damn brain. I annihilated an entire world, killed billions, leaving not a single survivor!”

“And you’re here empathizing with me? Just because I’m your future?”

“Disgusting.”

White Crane’s eyes brimmed with uncontrollable rage and loathing.

But this loathing wasn’t toward Jiang He. Quite the opposite—it was toward himself.

He stood, walking toward the door.

“Drop your childish thoughts.”

“I didn’t come here to play house with you.”

“I don’t need your empathy, I don’t need your understanding, and I don’t need you to know my past.”

“I’m merely one possible future for you, a ‘wicked spirit’ from another timeline.”

“Instead of sympathizing with a self even I despise, you’d better think hard about how not to walk the same path as me.”

After saying this, White Crane’s figure vanished into the wall.