After lying lazily for just a few moments, he jumped up like a carp and jumped up from the surface of the surging river of time while shattering countless trillions of years of past and future.

"Old Qiao, keep eating your food, I have something to do!"

After leaving behind these words, along with the humming and oscillation of the long river of time, Troy suddenly took on countless billions of people and galloped towards various parallel realities in various eras.

And after Jogoa only glanced at where all the 'Troy's were going, he continued to eat and chew wildly.

…

Third dimension, Earth, early twenty-first century.

Tokyo at night is brilliantly lit.

The streets and alleys are filled with a busy and beautiful atmosphere.

Tokyo Tower stands in the center of the city, flashing with various neon lights, dyeing the vast night sky with colorful lights.

On the top platform, there was a pretty and cute female high school student with short hair who was holding on to the railing and looking at the noisy night Tokyo.

Her eyes were sparkling, full of youthful vitality, and coupled with her bright smile, she looked particularly charming.

But at this moment, a creature with snow-white body and red eyes and a strangely long cat-like tail suddenly appeared on the railing to the left of the girl.

"Eh?"

The girl felt a little surprised.

She looked at the unknown creature.

Her posture is elegant and white as snow, and her eyes are deep and mysterious, seeming to contain countless secrets.

A lively voice came out of the girl's mouth inadvertently:

"Are you... a cat?"

The cat-shaped creature stared at her quietly, a smile flashing in its eyes.

Then its voice came out leisurely, like the sound of wind in the distance:

"Minase Youmeng, it doesn't matter whether I am a cat or not, your next choice... is very important."

The female high school student named 'Minase Harumu' had a look of astonishment on her face, with extremely surprised emotions surging in her heart.

She never imagined that she could actually talk to an animal.

"Then...then what's your name?"

Minase Youmeng asked with both curiosity and confusion, "What do you want from me? How can I help you?"

"Ahem~"

The cat-shaped creature raised its paws and pretended to cough, then said in a deep voice:

"I am a cosmic being from outer space named Troy.

The purpose of my coming here is to ask you.

Are you willing to become a mysterious girl?"

…

First century BC, the ancient Roman Empire.

The blazing sunshine falls on the vast wilderness.

At this time, a thin young man wearing simple linen clothes was also standing in the wilderness, constantly practicing fighting skills.

Although he is young and not very strong, his posture is very tall and straight, his muscles are strong and strong, and his brows are extremely resolute.

Obviously, this is the result of the young man's continuous training for a long time.

"Hu-ha-hu-ha-"

The young man stood firmly with his legs slightly bent, his hands clenched into fists, and he continued to strike forward in the air.

His punches were fierce, with a continuous sound of breaking through the air. Each punch carried a powerful impact, and it seemed that he could break thousands of kilograms of boulders into powder.

At the same time, the boy's body is also very flexible and coordinated.

Whether it's a heavy attack or a quick dodge, every move is accurate and smooth.

And it's not just boxing.

Subsequently, he also performed various physical exercises, such as jumping, sprinting, leg strength improvement, etc.

The reason why the young man trains so hard is because he knows that only through continuous hard work can he achieve his goal.

The young man's goal is to become the bronze sly warrior of the great war god Kivili.

"I will definitely become a guile warrior! I will definitely awaken the guile universe! I will definitely have a bronze guile suit!"

The land was dry and solid, but the boy's clothes were soaked with sweat.

But he didn't care about this at all and continued to train extremely selflessly.

At this moment, an equally thin girl hurriedly ran over and shouted loudly from a distance:

"Spartacus! Spartacus! The selection for the Black Iron Training Camp has begun!"

The boy named 'Spartacus' was immediately startled: "Finally... has it started?"

…

213 BC, the Qin Empire.

A long time has passed since he unified the world.

Over the years, the First Emperor Yingzheng has been governing the country with integrity and doing everything possible to create a great cause for all generations.

But no matter what, time is ruthless.

He, after all, cannot escape the fate of aging and dying.

Spring and Autumn are wasted, and time flies by.

The heroic First Emperor back then has now been stripped of his youthful appearance by the passage of time, and has become gray-haired and full of wrinkles.

The vigorous spirit has been taken away by the years, and the former edge has gradually been extinguished.

Instead, there were dim eyes and a dull look.

His back was slightly hunched, and the skin on his hands was sagging.

Even actions have begun to become slower and slower.

Looking from a distance now, Ying Zheng no longer even looks like a world-shaking dragon, but more like a weak and dying man.

Today, he was sitting in the hall holding a bundle of bamboo slips in his hands, silently staring at the mottled words on it, as if he was recalling himself when he was young and missing his youth in the past.

This is a gesture of fatigue, a gesture that can only be made by an old man who is tired of all the hustle and bustle in the world.

But just when Ying Zheng was drowsy and seemed about to fall asleep, there was a burst of fierce footsteps coming from outside the hall.

"Report!"

"Your Majesty! Your Majesty!"

Ying Zheng lowered his head and didn't look at anyone. He just said indifferently: "What's the matter?"

The visitor immediately knelt down and said urgently:
Chapter completed!