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Chapter 45 The Second Heroic Spirit, the Weakest Savior!

The "lucky" spell brought Jiang He a taste of good fortune.

Regardless of its effectiveness, Jiang He drew a Super S-rank profession after using it.

If that's the case, what about the curse left behind by the white crane?
Will the effect be stronger?
Jiang He activated the incantation and spoke.

"Apocalypse"

The curse mark spread to the corners of his mouth, and the power of his words burst forth.

Jiang He didn't sense any change.

However, he still managed to activate the [Time Transfer] talent during this time.

Revealing the future!

As his talent was activated, the light and shadows before his eyes shifted, and a brand new golden card appeared.

The gold on the card faded, gold fragments fell away, revealing the image—

The image has a clean, white background, and a middle-aged man with messy hair and a stubble beard is sitting in a chair.

He wore a red woolen scarf around his neck, but was dressed in a vest and shorts, revealing his muscular physique. His legs, which were crossed over his shoulder, were covered in hair. He casually rested his hands on his legs and had a big smile on his face.

Jiang He's heart stirred slightly.

The future self revealed this time, although he looks like a slovenly middle-aged man, appears to be very sunny and cheerful.

This is completely different from the white crane, who is filled with despair and grief after losing his wife and children.

That makes sense. He wasn't destined to be a bad guy. He can't possibly destroy the world every time he's in the future, can he?

So, what about this future talent?
He looked down.

[Time: One hundred years later]

[Talent: Eraser]

[Description: An ordinary eraser that can be used to remove stains]

[Effect: Transforms parts of the skin into an eraser material, possessing the corresponding properties of a regular eraser.]

Jiang He couldn't hold back.

According to the "Talent Encyclopedia," the eraser is listed alongside talents like the pencil, and is rated as the lowest level, G.

They have almost no strength, their functions can be replaced by cheap goods, and they are neither suitable for combat nor for daily life.

Those who awaken this kind of talent are essentially the same as those who haven't awakened any talent at all, only possessing the ability to change jobs and level up, and are considered a disgrace among extraordinary individuals.

Jiang He's former classmates often used this kind of trash talent to humiliate him, believing that he could only awaken talent of this level...

So, is this the price of being sunny and cheerful?

The weakest talent: Eraser?!
"Never mind, talent doesn't necessarily mean everything."

"Even with the strongest S-rank talent, Baihe still went berserk in despair, turning into an 'evil spirit' that she herself loathed."

"On the contrary, Eraser Jiang He not only lived to be a hundred years in the future, but also avoided the '2066 apocalypse' in the White Crane timeline, and even seemed quite happy."

From this perspective, Eraser Jiang He is much happier than Word Spirit White Crane.

Isn't what Jiang He is pursuing "happiness"?

The initial disappointment gradually faded.

Jiang He began to feel curious.

How did someone who awakened their weakest talent grow into a superhuman who remains young and cheerful even a hundred years later?
Let me answer this question myself.

Jiang He raised his finger and pointed at the card in front of him.

Time travels, heroes are summoned!
The golden card shattered with a bang, turning into countless fragments that swirled around the room, transforming into a middle-aged man wearing a scarf and with messy hair.

The middle-aged man opened his eyes, his gaze sharp for a moment, then returned to calm.

He looked around curiously.

"Where is this? This place looks familiar..." The middle-aged man scratched his head, then patted Jiang He on the shoulder: "Young man, you look familiar. Can you tell me what happened?"

"..."

When the white crane first appeared, it understood the situation in just a few glances.

How come Jiang He, the eraser, doesn't even recognize himself now?

What have I gone through in my future to cause such a big difference?
Jiang He felt a strange sensation and said, "From your perspective, I am you from a hundred years ago." "It is now May 25, 2029, the second Friday since I awakened my talent."

"In 2029, I've traveled back in time? Wow, no wonder it feels so familiar!"

The middle-aged man looked surprised, then a strong sense of curiosity arose within him.

He looked around, surveying his surroundings, and then picked up a lightning bolt-shaped clock from the bedside table.

"I remember now, this is a thunder alarm clock that my dad gave me when I was a kid. It's a piece of merchandise modeled after the S-class superhuman [Thunder Saint] from back then..."

The middle-aged man walked around, stepped out of the bedroom, seemed to smell something, and a hint of nostalgia appeared in his eyes.

"The taste of liangpi (cold skin noodles), is this made by Uncle Cui? I haven't had it for many years, I really miss it."

The middle-aged man entered the living room, saw the wedding photo hanging on the wall, and looked nostalgic.

"My parents' old photos... I searched for them for a long time afterward, but I couldn't find them."

"I remember the funeral hall was here..."

The middle-aged man pushed open the study door and saw the portraits of Jiang's father and mother.

He stepped forward, picked up three incense sticks from the cabinet next to him, lit them, kowtowed respectfully, and placed them in the incense burner.

He then quietly left the study, a smile on his face.

"It's so good to have the opportunity to come back here."

"Are you me now? You look so skinny, you don't even know how to eat more and get some nutrition."

"Oh, right, I forgot to ask, do you know how I got here?"

Jiang He watched the middle-aged man wander around the house for a long time and thought he had forgotten about the matter.

In terms of vigilance and alertness alone, the eraser version of myself is far inferior to the crane version of myself.

However, since it's a different version of myself from another timeline, it's normal for there to be differences.

Jiang He explained his talent to the middle-aged man and briefly recounted the story of the white crane.

After hearing the whole story, the middle-aged man was amazed.

"S-rank Word Power... I never expected that I, from another timeline, would awaken such a level of talent. That's amazing!"

"It was a problem with his mindset that prevented him from having a good ending, which is a pity."

"However, compared to your talent, he's a bit childish."

"Time travel..."

"To be honest, it's a bit unbelievable."

Jiang He had become accustomed to the astonishment of another version of himself.

He voiced a question that had long puzzled him.

"You are from another timeline, the me who awakened the [Eraser] talent."

"With such weak talent, how did you manage to live to be a hundred years later, and still look so happy?"

Are you happy?

The middle-aged man said noncommittally.

"Living a hundred years is not difficult. As long as you become a super S-class superhuman, living for tens of thousands of years is not a problem."

Jiang He was stunned for a moment: "Super S-class?!"

"Yes." The middle-aged man smiled happily.

"Oh my memory, I forgot to introduce myself."

"The person standing before you is humanity's strongest superhuman from a hundred years in the future, the first Super S-class superhuman, the 'Savior' who will save humanity from the end."

"Since he calls himself White Crane, you can just call me Old Jiang."

"Are you a super S-class extraordinary being? Or the savior who saved humanity?!"

Jiang He suddenly stood up, saying incredulously, "But isn't your talent for erasers...?"

"Yes," Old Jiang said, his smile unchanged.

"So what's strong isn't talent, it's me."

(End of this chapter)