I Forged the Myth of the Ancient Overlords
Chapter 824 - 824 823. Repay the Future

Chapter 824: 823. Repay the Future Chapter 824: 823. Repay the Future Lu Ban felt his head boiling over.

The octopus directly exploded into pieces, each piece catching fire and suddenly turning to ash.

But the transfer of pollution did not stop; instead, it passed through the link between Lu Ban and the octopus.

In an instant, he experienced an unprecedented sense of dizziness, as if being tossed about on a rough sea—enough to make one feel a strong urge to vomit.

However, before Lu Ban had the chance to throw up, he no longer had to worry about it.

Boom—

Lu Ban’s entire head burst open, the pink, red, and white semi-solids splattering everywhere, staining the glass like the result of a malfunctioning food processor in a messy kitchen.

His body immediately melted into a puddle of flesh.

Shia had a magical barrier around her, which shielded her from Lu Ban’s explosion. She looked somewhat stupefied, watching as Lu Ban slowly dripped down the glass. She couldn’t help but reach out, dabbed a bit of Lu Ban with her fair finger, and brought it to her mouth to taste.

“Terrible.”

Shia concluded and immediately spat out the piece of Lu Ban in her mouth.

In the next moment, the melted Lu Ban gradually coalesced back together, quickly reforming into a human shape.

Even the part Shia had just tasted returned to his body.

“Have you shrunk a little?”

Shia sized up Lu Ban and commented.

“Shrunk where?”

Lu Ban looked around himself but didn’t notice anything amiss.

“It just feels like you’ve shrunk all over.”

Shia patted Lu Ban.

“Oh, I really did shrink.”

Upon reflection, Lu Ban realized he had lost a chunk of flesh the size of a fist just now, which would indeed make him a bit smaller.

No big deal, he could still make do.

“What did you just see?”

Shia asked again.

There must be a reason for Lu Ban’s explosion; he must have come into contact with something.

Moreover, there are very few kinds of pollution capable of causing such an explosion in Lu Ban nowadays—it must be something potent.

“Not the best of things.”

Although Lu Ban had been subjected to a massive shock in that instant, his sanity collapsed, and he could barely maintain his humanoid shape; he was nearly able to draw out his spinal cord to use as a sword, but he still gained something from the experience.

Knowledge is pollution, and conversely, pollution is also knowledge.

As long as one can endure the erosion and mutation brought about by pollution, then one can obtain vast and unimaginable knowledge.

Thus, Lu Ban, too, had acquired knowledge.

He closed his eyes, and in the void, some silver bubbles emerged.

The bubbles did not burst but kept rising and clumping together like soap, forming a bizarre picture.

Although the scene appeared harmonious, it exuded a strange atmosphere.

Among these sparkling bubbles, Lu Ban saw some images.

Molten lava streamed on a planet that had not yet cooled, solidifying into shape.

Futuristic cities filled with an aura of future technology toppled under the tremendous pressure of a gigantic metal moon.

In the vast purple sea, twisted and ugly creatures took their first steps onto the land.

As these images floated on the surface of bubbles and drifted by, Lu Ban saw the silver nail suspended high above, and as it fell, the Foreign Domain around it seemed to cascade downwards as if being pulled along.

His mind quickly filled with knowledge about the Taviel Time Anchor.

Although the materials needed to make such a thing were beyond Lu Ban’s reach, he had understood its basic principle.

A fruitful harvest.

“This time anchor seems like it won’t last much longer,”

Lu Ban quickly said.

Even for the people of Splendid Realm, seven thousand years was definitely not a momentary flicker.

The energy required to anchor time with a Taviel Time Anchor was immense; generally, this energy was not conjured from nowhere but drawn from the people and used for the people.

Take, for instance, the Taviel Time Anchor located on He Dao, the energy used to anchor time came from He Dao itself.

This energy wasn’t just energy in the conventional sense, but also included the future of the Foreign Domain, the depth of civilizations, potential, and more.

One could say that the Taviel Time Anchor was using the future He Dao to fill the current gaps.

As energy continually burned and depleted, He Dao’s future would fall behind, moving closer to destruction.

It had the distinct feeling of using future money to pay off current debts.

There were some paradoxes here.

The more splendidly the civilization of He Dao developed, the more energy could be drawn, and thus more time could be anchored to deal with the awakening of the Outer Gods, leading to a better environment for the civilization to improve.

It was a closed loop.

However, as the energy from He Dao continued to anchor time, their future dwindled, resulting in less and less energy remaining and eventually, an inability to resolve issues.

If Lu Ban were an outstanding mathematician or an expert in the Foreign Domain, he ought to calculate a threshold. Once the degree of Pollution exceeded this threshold, the Foreign Domain would be beyond hope, since its energy of the future could not ensure the current problems could be solved, and to continue would only lead to the destruction of the Foreign Domain, in vain.

But if the impact of Pollution did not reach that threshold, then one could use the ongoing energy of the future to solve current problems, and this Foreign Domain would be worth saving.

Morally speaking, such calculations might seem too cold-blooded and ruthless, but in the Foreign Domain, only careful budgeting could ensure survival.

The reason the people of Splendid Realm traveled through the Foreign Domain, saving worlds ravaged by Ancient Overlords, was not because they were saintly figures pitying life. It was because all the Foreign Domains were being polluted, including the Splendid Realm. To avoid the inevitable Doomsday, they had no choice but to address these crises and attempt to find an answer.

This was why the Splendid Realm eventually fell, because they could not find the answer. All their efforts were in vain; even their own world had gone beyond that threshold. According to precise calculations, destruction was the optimal solution.

Of course, speaking of He Dao, if it weren’t for the intervention of the Splendid Realm, the awakened Outer Gods would annihilate the place in an instant, leaving no future to speak of.

But after a brief observation of the Taviel Time Anchor data here, Lu Ban arrived at a conclusion.

That was, according to the current progress, He Dao belonged to the part of Foreign Domains that were “abandoned.”

After reaching that conclusion, the people of the Splendid Realm would likely leave immediately, minimizing losses, and using their tools to completely level this Foreign Domain.

To save this place, to reverse everything, it would take methods that could tip the scales, bringing the Pollution back within the threshold.

At this thought, Lu Ban felt the surroundings darken.

The sky had not changed, it was a massive shadow that had engulfed the location of Shia and him.

Old Song had returned.

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