Chapter 1, The Tower

Whether viewed from the perspective of his knowledge reserve or from the advanced knowledge he can conceive, the term "none" here would devour all existence that is not of a sage. Merely walking has already exhausted all his courage; he does not dare, nor is it possible for him to act recklessly.

Li Ming weakly smiled in response, simultaneously looking around. What surrounded him was a vast emptiness; no, it was not even emptiness, but pure "nothingness." In the distance, a tall tower soared into an incomprehensible realm beyond sight, and apart from the tower, there was nothing here. He was not walking on a path but was instead traversing the "nothingness" alongside his mentor. For someone who had only a few days ago been an ordinary freshman at Taiqing University, walking here was truly a challenge to his nerves. There was nothing here; he was not walking on a path but was instead traversing the "nothingness" alongside his mentor. For someone who had only a few days ago been an ordinary freshman at Taiqing University, walking here was truly a challenge to his nerves.

As Li Ming was quietly pondering something, the mentor's pace remained unchanged, gradually bringing Li Ming closer to the Record Tower. At the entrance of this tower, there was not even a single guard, aside from a large door. Upon arriving here, the mentor stopped and said to Li Ming: "The path ahead must be walked by you alone. Remember, you may only look at the section on the Primordial Era; do not look at any other sections, for even if you possess the qualifications of time and space and can become a recorder, you are still merely the most basic recorder at this moment. If you are not careful, you may lose everything."

One of them encountered a human, a human who had no name, or rather, they believed he had no name

As for the information prior to that, the records from the era of the myriad races before human history are indeed scarce. The historical records that have been released only mention events such as Pangu creating the world and Hongjun unifying the heavenly path. Other information consists of various unofficial histories, such as the fact that humans at that time were incredibly weak, unable to cultivate, and possessed no special abilities, just like any human from a non-magical realm. No, they were even weaker than those from non-magical realms; at least those from non-magical realms could, through fortuitous circumstances, unlock the first level of their genetic locks. However, the humans before the era of human history had no concept of genetic locks at all.

Record of the Tower

Li Ming stood hesitantly in front of the entrance to the tall tower for a long time before slowly walking inside. As soon as he stepped through the door, he momentarily lost his focus. When he regained his senses, he found himself standing in a seemingly endless corridor of bookshelves. On both sides of the corridor were towering bookcases over ten meters high, and astonishingly, there was not a single person in sight except for him.

"It is not very accurate to refer to it in terms of units of division," the mentor said. "The true text of history is actually divided into countless chapters of content, from the birth to the end of each wise civilization, to the interactions and influences of all intelligent life, to the changes of the multiverse itself. The true text of history is without beginning or end... However, that is the true text of history, and we are merely life, so we forcibly divide it by time into several eras: the Era of Chaos, the Era of Primordial Chaos, the Era of the Great Desolation, the Era of Humanity, the Era of Meritorious Deeds, the Era of Dreams, the Era of Radiance, and finally, the Era of Sublimation. Of course, this 'final' point is merely where our observations can reach."

The vast and tranquil environment sent a shiver down Li Ming's spine. He looked around for a long time, sighed, and then casually took a book from a bookshelf. At the moment he took down the book, he realized he was already seated in a comfortable chair, with a table in front of him, upon which rested a bright oil lamp

And now ... ... Li Ming knew that he could finally understand all of this, the Primordial Calendar. ... ... He turned the pages of this book.

At that time, the last essence of humanity, the thirteen human sages, began their final plan. It was named ... ...

However, humans are ultimately intelligent beings. Among the billions of them, there are indeed heroes born, but most of them meet a tragic end. Only a very few heroes encounter special circumstances; they gain insight and understand the truth of this world. Humans are inherently burdened with original sin, which is their weakness. They aspire to change the tragic fate of humanity, and their greatest hope is for a sage to emerge from among them. At that time, sages were not yet called sages; it was only later in human history that this rank was designated as such. Back then, sages were referred to as 'sacred positions.' If a sacred position were to arise among humans, then humanity could join the ranks of the myriad ancient races, becoming one of the weakest among them. For this reason, countless human heroes have fought their entire lives. Yet, it is both sad and lamentable that humans are too weak. Even ants have a slim chance of killing a dragon, but what about single-celled organisms?

Li Ming also does not know whether the historical accounts are true or false. If they are true, then how did Pangu, the ancestor of humanity, achieve the inner universe and thus open up the heavens and the earth? How did Hongjun, the progenitor of humanity, transform the Heavenly Dao into the List of Deities, thereby creating the Main God Space? ... But if they are false ...? ... Then what basis do the myriad races of the Primordial Era have to oppress humanity for countless years? Is it possible that throughout these countless years, humanity has not produced heroes who could unlock the fifth level of the genetic lock and achieve sainthood to fight back? ... What then is the basis for the myriad races of the Primordial Era to oppress humanity for countless years? Is it possible that throughout these countless years, humanity has not produced heroes who could unlock the fifth level of the genetic lock and achieve sainthood to fight back?

Is it the inevitability within extreme randomness? The possibility born for humanity is almost zero, but is the probability absolutely not zero?

However, Li Ming also understands that these secrets are the kinds of secrets that can be known to them. The true secrets are likely impossible to be released for public knowledge, and even among the higher-ups, there may be very few who are aware of them. The secrets from later eras are increasingly numerous and detailed, while those concerning the early history of human civilization tend to be much more general. This is especially true for historical events involving the highest beings, such as the Three Sovereigns of humanity: the Human Sovereign Fuxi, the Earth Sovereign Houtu, and the Goddess Nüwa. Information about these figures is exceedingly scarce. Similarly, details regarding the Three Pure Ones, the Western God, or the Two Saints of Buddhism are also extremely limited. The secrets from later eras are increasingly numerous and detailed, while those concerning the early history of human civilization tend to be much more general. This is especially true for historical events involving the highest beings, such as the Three Sovereigns of humanity: the Human Sovereign Fuxi, the Earth Sovereign Houtu, and the Goddess Nüwa. Information about these figures is exceedingly scarce. Likewise, details regarding the Three Pure Ones, the Western God, or the Two Saints of Buddhism are also extremely limited.

Although Li Ming is not a student of the history department, he is generally aware of historical content due to the advanced consulting services of the Honghuang government. Furthermore, the administrative thinking of the Honghuang government has become thoroughly grand and open. Whether it concerns the government's dark history or the dark history of various saints, everything that has occurred will be laid bare, regardless of whether it is good or bad. As a result, ordinary people like Li Ming are also aware of many past secrets.

Li Ming pondered quietly, realizing that just these words were immensely beneficial to him. If viewed from the historical timeline, he should have been born in the era of humanity, in the primordial government, as an exceedingly ordinary person, with exceedingly ordinary grades, an exceedingly ordinary family background, and exceedingly ordinary abilities. By ordinary luck, he was admitted to a common institution at Taiqing University, becoming an ordinary university student

Regarding the tragic plight of humanity and the various exploitations of humans by the myriad races of the primordial world, this is reflected in another account of true history that I have recorded, which I shall not discuss here. In this tragic situation, countless billions of humans throughout the primordial world live in dire straits, existing in conditions worse than those of slaves, more pitiable than wild animals. Even the most primitive of the myriad races can dispose of them at will; they are food, tools, experimental subjects, and materials

Do we really need to be this retro, with paper pages, wooden tables and chairs, and oil lamps? Is this meant for me to read by lamplight? Li Ming chuckled self-deprecatingly as he looked at the thick cover of the book, on which were written the four characters "Thirteen Sages"

The mentor sighed as he looked at Li Ming, then turned to the tower and said: "In principle, you must become a senior recorder before you can enter the Record Tower to view the historical texts. However, your situation is somewhat special... Therefore, you may begin your examination now, but it is limited to the historical texts of the Primordial Era. Remember, these historical texts possess their own peculiarities; if you are too greedy, you may find it impossible to leave this tower."

This is a place that exists between existence and non-existence, a location that does not possess significance in terms of a physical place. It is the building known as the Tower of Records, the headquarters of the organization of true history, and the site where all recorded historical documents are stored

Li Ming nodded and simultaneously asked, "Mentor, how many volumes are there in the true history of literature?"

Li Ming walked cautiously behind his mentor, almost stepping in sync with his mentor's footsteps. After a moment, the mentor turned around and said: "You do not need to be so cautious. As a true historical recorder, even as a new generation of recorders, you should possess the special qualities to traverse between time and space. The uniqueness of this place will enhance those qualities to a level sufficient to influence probabilities, so you need not worry about anything happening."

The mentor turned back and silently looked at Li Ming. After a moment, he shook his head and said: "This is your path... Remember that." After saying this, he left without looking back.

The heroes of humanity exhausted every possible means, from the Giant Project to the Mechanical Project, from the Mechanical Project to the Soul Project, from the Soul Project to the Mutation Project, and from the Mutation Project to the most humble Slave Recognition Project... All of them failed, and generations of heroes perished tragically. In the end, the thirteen individuals who survived, embodying the essence of all past heroes, devised a new plan at that time because... All of them failed, and generations of heroes perished tragically. In the end, the thirteen individuals who survived, embodying the essence of all past heroes, devised a new plan at that time because...

Since the formation of the primordial chaos, with the rise of myriad races, the human race has evolved on the primordial continent. The human race is weak, inherently lacking any internal energy circulation system, unable to absorb or store any free energy, devoid of any special abilities, with a fragile mind, a weak soul, and a frail body. They are a trash intelligent race, even weaker than the most primitive goblins, gremlins, and kobolds, to the extent that even slimes are stronger than humans

Eternal Night

Li Ming nodded in response, and he then saw his mentor turn and walk away into the void. He immediately called out, "Mentor, are you not coming in with me?"