Those who reincarnate must die.

The emergence of civilization has made this world increasingly resemble the one Zhang Lang remembers.

Human beings developed rapidly, from primitive apes to mastering stone tools and establishing tribes...

Just as humanity was about to establish nations and enter a new era, a problem arose.

A natural disaster struck, and humanity, lacking the strength to fight it, gradually succumbed to extinction...

It just didn't work out in the end...

Zhang Lang sensed the changes in the world and sighed silently.

His simulated wish ultimately differed from the original. However, in such a precise process as creation, even the slightest error could lead to disastrous consequences.

Therefore, in order to more smoothly complete the world reshaping, Zhang Lang captured many alien races and also induced the Divine Wrath Iron Jaw to choose an extremely solid world.

Having raw materials is much easier than creating something from scratch.

Based on this world, he was able to successfully simulate the environment, terrain, and even bring life into existence. But ultimately, a problem arose: the most important characteristic unique to his homeland—his special ability—could not be simulated…

Zhang Lang originally intended to make the best of a bad situation. His hometown might have been the source of his death because of his powerful superpowers. In such a stable world, it might be safer without superpowers.

However, the result was that the lack of superpowers greatly weakened the world's civilization's ability to combat disasters.

In this vast world, every civilization has suffered annihilation more than once. Those who have survived successfully rely on luck, in addition to the innate talents and efforts of their race.

It can be said that the interruption of civilization due to disasters is the norm, and those that can successfully continue to the level of technological advancement where humans can conquer nature are the exceptions.

Witnessing the impending destruction of civilization, Zhang Lang knew that even if he managed to avoid this catastrophe through minor adjustments, there would be a second, a third...

Regardless of how difficult this fine-tuning is, even if it succeeds, will the civilization that has undergone multiple adjustments still be the homeland he remembers? Will those people and places he cares about still appear?

Will Xiaoya appear again?

Zhang Lang sighed, placed his hands on his chest, and then the four essences of wood, water, fire, and earth left his body.

Since it's impossible to perfectly simulate the function of a wishing machine, the only option is to increase its power.

The saying goes, "With enough force, even bricks can fly." Miracles can happen if you have enough energy.

Zhang Lang poured all his attribute essence into it, and the fluctuations that enveloped the world began to change.

Those primitive people who were on the verge of extinction suddenly discovered that they possessed magical powers, such as the ability to control fire, superhuman strength, telekinesis, or extraordinary perception...

In short, with the help of various magical abilities, these primitive people successfully survived the catastrophic natural disaster, began to grow and develop, established civilizations, formed nations, developed technologies, and transformed nature.

As for Zhang Lang, he was also constantly expending his power to propel the world forward, ensuring history unfolded as he remembered it. And he himself, through this drain, grew increasingly thin, his hair and beard turned white, and wrinkles appeared on his skin…

Killing a person only requires a white knife going in and a red knife coming out; a life can be ended in a few seconds.

It takes the union of two sexes, ten months of pregnancy, careful care, strict education, and decades to cultivate a person into a useful person.

Creation and destruction are never equal; the difference in difficulty is more than 100,000 to 108,000 times!

Zhang Lang is now attempting to create a world with a body that is only good at destruction, and the energy consumed in the process far exceeds his imagination.

Finally, after an unknown amount of time, in a peaceful town in an Eastern country in this new world, a young couple had their first son.

The child was fair-skinned and chubby, and his cries were very loud.

Seeing the couple's joyful faces, Zhang Lang, deep in the earth's core, also revealed a genuine smile on his aged face due to overexertion.

But he knew that things were not over yet.

He continued to exert his power, making the whole world spin rapidly.

Finally, when the boy was five years old, his parents gave birth to a younger sister for him.

Like her brother, the little girl cried loudly at birth; she was a healthy baby girl.

The couple discussed it and decided to name their son Lang because he was born on a sunny day. They hoped that their child would always be as sunny and happy as the clear blue sky.

As for their daughter, the couple exchanged a smile as they listened to her deafening cries.

It's a good thing that the girl is so energetic, but I still hope she can be more quiet and elegant in the future.

How is Zhang Ya?

Hearing the couple's discussion, Zhang Lang's smile deepened, to the point that his skin began to crack, peel off, and turn to dust.

Zhang Lang knew that his time was running out.

But there was still one thing he hadn't finished; he had to hold on until then!

Zhang Lang's eyes gleamed with a sharp light as he poured his last ounce of energy into driving the world's progress.

With the emergence of new technologies, the world has undergone tremendous changes in the past few years. More and more factories have sprung up, more and more machines have been manufactured, and humans no longer rely solely on superpowers. They have discovered that technology can bring different kinds of wonders.

The changes in the world did not have a significant impact on the couple's peaceful life. They continued their work and life as usual, and their two children grew up happily.

Finally, one day, the father received a bonus for his hard work and happily decided to take the whole family on a trip.

The two children were overjoyed, while their mother packed her luggage with a smile. The family was filled with anticipation for their upcoming journey, and the cozy little house was filled with a joyful atmosphere.

Once everything was ready, the family went out and arrived at the station, where they saw the huge steam locomotive.

This is a novel gadget that has appeared in recent years. Although it wasn't the first time the two children had ridden it, they were still excitedly shouting.

With a long whistle, the steam locomotive slowly started up, carrying a full load of people southward.

The scenery outside the window rushed past. Xiaoya clung to the window, laughing excitedly. Her brother, pretending to be an adult, laughed at her for being unambitious. Her father was reading the newspaper, while her mother was peeling apples for the two children.

Everything was exactly as he remembered. Zhang Lang's withered eyelids trembled slightly, but his gaze was fixed on the mountainous area several hundred meters to the east of the railway.

There, several special police officers from the Supernatural Abilities Division were chasing a vicious fugitive. This guy was extremely powerful, possessing not only strong telekinesis but also the ability to unleash high-temperature flames.

Under his desperate resistance, the battle was extremely fierce, and he fought and fled until he reached the vicinity of the speeding steam locomotive!

Just as the criminal was attempting a desperate act, triggering an explosion.

Suddenly, a semi-transparent giant hand descended from the sky, slamming him to the ground and extinguishing the violent energy along with him.

Several special police officers from the Supernatural Abilities Division were stunned. They looked up at the sky, wondering which powerful being had come to their aid.

The passengers on the steam locomotive were unaware of this little incident, and the train sped past the scene of the crime, billowing steam.

Only Xiao Lang, sitting by the window, seemed to sense something and looked out the window.

"Dad, it seems like something just happened outside?"

"Hmm?" Dad put down his newspaper, looked at the wilderness outside the window, patted Xiao Lang's head, and smiled, saying, "This is a miraculous era; anything can happen. Xiao Lang, what do you want to be when you grow up?"

"Me?" Mentioning this, Xiao Lang immediately perked up, head held high and chest puffed out: "I want to be a great hero, a great hero who saves the world!"

"Haha, what a grand dream!" Dad laughed, but Mom scolded him, "Why do you want to be a hero? There are so many superpowered people in this world, it's not your turn. Being a hero is dangerous."

"It's precisely because we don't have superpowers that we need to work hard," Dad said, stroking Xiao Lang's head. "If you have a dream, you must strive to pursue it and not let yourself down."

Encouraged, Xiao Lang nodded emphatically.

Deep within the earth, Zhang Lang, who had been watching all this, gradually lost the light in his smiling eyes. His withered head fell, disintegrating and shattering in the intense heat, turning into ashes...

Those who like reincarnation must die.