Time Traveler Help Hotline

The forest where the person seeking help was last located is the same forest where Zhang Qixuan used to level up. However, the forest covers a vast area, and the village, with its semi-circular layout, forcibly occupies a section of the area, thus dividing the forest into east and west sections.

This short distance was no problem for the two of them; they arrived after chatting for a while.

Jiu Chonglou first closed her eyes to sense her surroundings. Waves of energy rippled outwards from her center, taking in the scenery and life within her.

A moment later, she opened her eyes again, a rare look of surprise on her face: "The target is no longer in this world."

It's not that they ran far away, or that they died; it's that they're no longer here.

From Jiu Chonglou's perspective, the trajectory of the seeker's soul fluctuations disappeared abruptly somewhere in the forest.

"Is the ability teleportation?" Ji Mo guessed.

"Impossible. No matter how powerful an ability is, it is still limited by the user's level. To have the ability to teleport across realms, one needs at least a fourth-level physical body to withstand the tearing of the void during the process."

Ji Mo remained silent; he knew this all too well. He had only ever wanted to live an ordinary life, ignoring Jiu Chonglou's occasional hints of extraordinary abilities, remaining a mere first-tier extraordinary being until he was eighteen. This meant that when death descended, even with his invulnerability to all magic, the vast difference in their levels meant he couldn't escape annihilation.

The essence of being invulnerable to all laws is to isolate supernatural influences. Either the supernatural power fails to take effect, or the supernatural influence remains, only the degree of influence weakens as Ji Mo's level increases.

Those who can watch the program must be at least Tier 3.

"Weren't there two people making those sounds? Maybe it was another person," Ji Mo guessed.

"Perhaps." Jiu Chonglou frowned slightly, another guess in his mind, which was about as likely as Ji Mo's guess, but he couldn't help but deny it to himself: "...If it were that, there shouldn't be any fragments scattered outside."

Regardless of their many doubts, the rescue mission had to be terminated.

Even Jiu Chonglou couldn't deduce from this residual energy which small world the other party had been teleported to.

The most discouraged among them was Chen Zhuzhu, who lost contact with the person seeking help during her first live stream, which was definitely not a good start. Especially after hearing about the previous two cases of seeking help, she deeply realized how well she had performed back then.

"Maybe this is the peak from the start, and I'll be the best person to ask for help on this show," Chen Zhuzhu thought to herself.

After all this back and forth, the show came to an end. With Jiu Chonglou's permission, Chen Zhuzhu went home first, leaving the two of them in another world.

"Should we stay here for the night, or send that brat back now?" Jiu Chonglou checked the time; it was 10 p.m.

Although time flows at the same rate in both worlds, the days here are relatively longer, and it doesn't get completely dark until around 8:30 PM. According to the villagers, the forest is extremely dangerous at night and one should never linger there, but that only applies to the villagers.

Jiu Chonglou was already considering whether to camp in a tent for one night or to have a three-story villa rise from the ground with a snap of his fingers.

"I want to see the Demon King of this world," Ji Mo said.

Jiu Chonglou stared directly into Ji Mo's golden eyes and remained silent for a full half minute.

Under such questioning gazes, Ji Mo's emotions never wavered, remaining firm yet filled with remorse for troubling others.

"You're such a pain, always trying to help others whenever you can, but that's what I like about you." Jiu Chonglou rubbed his forehead, looking away, and said, "But you really don't need to worry about this. In fact, you defeated the Demon King too quickly, and the ruling class here will be unhappy."

Ji Mo didn't speak, but his eyes revealed a hint of confusion.

"Fine, I'll show you with my own eyes anyway."

……

The two hovered above the capital of the human kingdom. From the air, the city presented a typical medieval appearance, with Gothic spires everywhere and thick stone walls defining the boundaries of the city.

The people below are dressed in clothing with a strong regional style and a sense of the era. They consciously pour sewage into the underground drainage system to keep the surface clean.

At this moment, the city lights were on, but the light source was not a torch or a magic orb, but an electric light that emitted a steady white glow.

Something slowly flew past them, and Ji Mo grabbed it, only to find that it wasn't a bird or a magic eye, but a drone that he often saw in modern society.

The drone was flashing red, and just as it uploaded Ji Mo's image, the terminal screen went black the next second.

"What are your thoughts?" Jiu Chonglou asked him.

"It's like a theme park that claims to recreate medieval life." That was Ji Mo's only thought.

"Okay, let's go to the next location."

The next location is a village 300 kilometers away.

From the moment they left the capital, the outside world was pitch black. There was no modern convenience of electricity, no entertainment, and the villagers, after a busy day, could only fall asleep. Occasionally, the sounds of procreation could be heard, but they were drowned out by the chirping of birds and the croaking of frogs.

It's not so much that the people here are unhygienic, but rather that they lack the means to be hygienic; one careless step could easily lead to stepping on carelessly dumped filth.

The capital and the countryside are two completely different worlds.

"Worlds like the mortal realm, which have the ability to safeguard the truth of other worlds and develop rapidly, are extremely rare. More often, like the world we are in, people simply deify the people of the outside world, do not carry out industrial revolutions, and their society is extremely backward."

"Too much history proves that human desires are endless; no matter how much a nobleman possesses, he will never be satisfied."

"Prolonged oppression will inevitably arouse public resentment. The best way to divert public resentment is to find a universally recognized enemy. That's right, it's the Demon King."

"There was indeed a powerful demon king in this world, and the initial campaign against him was mostly positive. But the demon kings that appeared later were mostly Gu Kings raised by demons killing each other, or simply beings that were bought."

"Buy?" Ji Mo had never heard of the Demon King being able to buy things before.

Jiu Chonglou sneered: "Demon King is essentially a title. As long as it's strong enough, doesn't resemble a human, and destroys everything indiscriminately without reason, that's enough. If you really want to be swayed by a demon, a powerful and bizarre creature can also be called a Demon King, and the out-of-control biological weapons created in the Wuhai Realm can also be called Demon Kings. Anyway, the common people here don't understand."

"Why have taxes increased? Why have farmers lost their land? Why are respectable women being abducted to noble families for testing? These are all necessary sacrifices to defeat the Demon King."

"If nobles can trade with the outside world and buy Demon Kings, wouldn't they also buy some technological products to make their lives more comfortable?"

"If you want convenient technology that is only available to nobles, how do you explain it? Just say it's a treasure brought by a hero, something that can't be replicated in another world."

"The nobles have long looked down on the meager yield of unpolished rice produced by the local farmers, yet they still levy heavy taxes on rice. In short, they want to ensure that the people below are not well-fed and are too busy to think every day."

"The so-called hero's battle against the demon king is nothing more than a story fabricated by these nobles in order to maintain their exclusivity while enjoying the convenience brought by external technology."

"So that village from before..." Ji Mo only then noticed that the village was too clean.

"Didn't I already say? It's an essential starting village in every adventure story~"

"Therefore, it's pointless for you to kill the Demon King immediately. The nobles haven't achieved the effect they wanted yet. They'll just wait for you to leave and then bring in another Demon King, and then announce that non-heroes can't kill the Demon King."

"As for the heroes of past generations? Ha, they've been selectively screening people in the mortal realm; their desired outcome is obvious."

"So what if you're caught abducting a minor? The person is still standing there unharmed. We'll just pay some compensation and send them back."

"As for the powerful warriors who remained before, they all did it voluntarily; it was a mutual agreement. What law did they break?"

"Wuhu, a place where you can make huge profits with no investment!"

As Jiu Chonglou spoke, she kept observing Ji Mo's expression. She watched as the expression on Ji Mo's face gradually disappeared, like the calm before a volcano erupts.

"I know what you're thinking: smash those nobles to pieces with one punch? Putting aside the fact that this would be a diplomatic incident, what will you do after you overthrow the nobles? How can you be sure that after you leave, these commoners won't fight among themselves to produce the next generation of nobles? Even if you're willing to stay and improve this world so that it won't easily decay again, how long will that take? There's more than one world like this, but there are very few powerful people passing by who are willing to waste their time to help change it."

Jiu Chonglou spoke softly, unlike his usual arrogant self, and said, "Not to mention that most of these worlds are political appendages of other worlds, and it would be very troublesome to take them too seriously."

"Ultimately, there is no absolute fairness in the extraordinary world, only relative fairness, which is granted by the kindness of the strongest."

"If you really want to change all of this, then strive to become the strongest."