Starting from Ainz Ooal Gown, simultaneously traveling through time

Chapter 179 Time is accelerating, 100 years later

Rick and Minos waited a long time in Asgard.

One day, two days, one week, one month.

Nitrogen Accelerator King has never been available again.

They finally believed Leylin's words: once they quit the game, they really couldn't come back.

The moment he pressed that button, his connection with this world was completely severed.

Rick stood under the golden sky, gazing at the void for a long time. Minos patted him on the shoulder but didn't say anything.

At that moment, Leylin's voice came from behind: "Do you want to go back now, or do you want to max out your level before you leave?"

The two exchanged a glance.

"We'll farm it all before we leave." Minos said without hesitation. "The monsters in that world don't respawn, and they're generally not very high level."

"I'm not allowing people to enter those dungeons you set up now, Goblin Cave, Ogre Canyon, and Troll Forest. People say I've been farming too much and there are no monsters left."

Rick nodded in agreement: "I feel the same way. I turned that human kingdom upside down and only reached level 30-something. If you want to reach the maximum level, grinding here is the fastest way."

He suddenly remembered something and looked at Leylin: "What is this 'duplicate' he was talking about? You created something like that in that world?"

Leylin nodded and gave a brief introduction to the goblin caves.

Leylin smiled and said, "Before we connected to this place, we set up a few low-difficulty practice areas for locals, but they couldn't help you level up to higher levels."

Rick's eyes lit up after hearing this.

"A copy set in reality?" he murmured. "Interesting. I must go and check it out when I get back."

Then, the two began their long journey of grinding levels.

In the game world, monsters are endless; if you kill one today, they will respawn tomorrow, and if you kill one tomorrow, they will respawn the day after.

They traveled back and forth between the nine worlds, fighting their way from one map to another.

One month, two months, three months —

Until one day, a flash of light appeared on Minos, and the number jumped to 100.

He let out a long sigh and threw the weapon on the ground: "Finally—full."

Rick, who had just sheathed his sword, nodded and said, "I'm full too."

The two looked at each other and saw the same expression on each other's faces—exhaustion.

It's not physical exhaustion, it's mental exhaustion.

Minos gazed at the sky and muttered, "I'm about to throw up from grinding monsters."

Rick sat next to him, looking equally dejected: "For months on end, I've been dreaming about slaying monsters even when I close my eyes."

Leylin appeared just in time and brought the two back to that familiar world.

He raised his hand, and a spatial rift unfolded before them.

"Let's go back."

Fresh air, real sunlight, the rustling of leaves in the wind.

The two stood on a patch of grass and took a deep breath.

They're finally back.

Minos suddenly asked, "Will we be able to go back to that game world in the future?"

Leylin glanced at him: "What, regretting not going back? Want to go back to your original world via that route?"

"No." Minos shook his head. "I was thinking that since that world is so rich in resources, if we could go back and bring them back often, this world wouldn't be so barren."

Rick nodded in agreement: "If we can open a passage between the two worlds and transport the ores, wood, and magical materials from the game over, this world's development will be much faster."

Leylin smiled.

"Don't worry," he said. "The resources of that world will be used properly, and you will see changes in the future."

The two nodded and didn't ask any more questions.

The three then parted ways.

Rick continued his travels around the world.

Alone, carrying his sword, he traversed mountains and plains, passing through city after city, encountering new people, seeing new scenery, and experiencing new stories along the way.

He didn't know how long he would walk, but he knew the road ahead was long.

Minos chose a scenic spot and began building his house.

He personally chopped down trees, built stones, and planted flowers and grass. After living for so long, this was the first time he had ever felt like he had "settled down."

From then on, this was his home.

Leylin returned to the capital to continue his work.

He opened up a passage between the two worlds, transported resources, cultivated strong individuals, and made the country stronger.

one year later.

Through the World Tree system, Leylin cultivated the first batch of high-level powerhouses.

They are no longer ordinary soldiers, but true "super soldiers," and their existence will bring more innovation to the world.

Five years later.

Resources from the game world flowed into Inberia continuously.

New ores, new timber, and new magical materials have led to a rapid advancement in Inberia's craftsmanship and magical abilities, making the empire more than twice as powerful as it was five years ago.

Ten years later.

Inberia's territory expanded across the entire continent. From east to west, from south to north, all lands flew the Inberian flag.

All people submitted.

Raylin acquired more and more titles: King of Saviors, Supreme God King, King of Kings.

Fifty years later.

Inberia's territory extends beyond the continent.

Through overseas expeditions, foreign nations submitted one by one, and eventually, all the land in the world became part of the empire.

Leylin became the king of the world, the ruler of all under heaven, and the king of mankind.

Sixty years later.

Minos has died.

He passed away peacefully, on a sunny afternoon, sitting on a deck chair in front of his house, with his eyes closed, as if he were asleep.

Throughout his life, he taught many students. He recorded all his knowledge and thoughts and passed them on to those who were willing to learn. He taught magic, combat, knowledge, and principles—he taught everything.

The students revered him as their teacher and called him "the Great Sage Minos".

But he has a problem: he likes to talk but doesn't like to do. He's all talk and no action. He has a lot of theories, but when it comes to actually doing something, he just dodges the question.

So some people called him behind his back a "fake sage" or a "sage who talks the talk but doesn't walk the walk."

This title subtly overlaps with his persona on another timeline.

Seventy years later.

Rick left too.

Before he left, he gave something to Leylin.

It was an unremarkable, rotten wooden cane, dusty and gray, like a twig picked up casually from the ground.

"This is the Staff of Moses," Rick said. "It's a world-class artifact I possess. With it, I can unleash the Ten Calamities consecutively over ten days. It's a grand ritual magic that's countless times more powerful than super-tier magic."

Leylin took the wooden staff and weighed it in his hand.

He had thought it would be the "World Will," and was a little disappointed.

However, the Staff of Moses is also quite good.

"Thanks," he said.

Rick waved his hand and said nothing more.

Throughout his life, he was always on the go, forming the "Rick Adventurers" and leading a group of people all over the world, going wherever there was danger or mystery.

Later generations called him and his teammates the "Thirteen Heroes," and based on his adventurer group's structure and the records from the province of Slane, they created an adventurer organization called the "Adventurers' Guild."

He passed away peacefully, because his life had been extraordinary enough.

Rick, the leader of the thirteen heroes.

This name will be passed down through generations.

One hundred years later.

A century-old aftershock struck again as expected.

There were two groups of players this time.

One group consisted of a goblin player, leading a bunch of NPCs, and the world-class item they carried was called the "Branch of the World Tree."

Another group consisted of a female player who brought her entire guild across to a massive floating city. The world-class item she possessed was called the "Mysterious Monarch's Seven Chapters Secret Scripture."

Leylin went to see them in person.

"Do you want to go back?"

The goblin player nodded vigorously.

Leylin took his World Tree Branch as payment for the teleportation, then punched open a spatial rift, sending him and his NPCs back.

The female player stood there, watching the crack slowly close.

"And you?" Leylin asked.

The female player shook her head.

"I don't want to go back," she said. "It's fine here."

Lei Lin didn't make things difficult for her and let her go.

Later, the female player wandered around her floating city for a while, and finally found the most comfortable room and started to sleep soundly.

If no one disturbs her, she'll probably keep sleeping.

One hundred and ten years, one hundred and twenty years, one hundred and thirty years —