The divine manifestations began at the Gongwei Division.

cold.

can not breath.

Zhou Heng felt his body sinking deeper and deeper.

His consciousness grew increasingly blurred, until only one thought remained: "I hope the child was saved."

It's a pity I won't have the chance to receive a bravery award.

The cold, fresh air forcefully squeezed into the alveoli.

Zhou Heng sat up abruptly, vomited a puddle of dirty water, and then coughed violently.

I'm alive?

Doesn't that mean there's a chance to receive an award? Can this auxiliary police officer be promoted to a regular position?

My thoughts were in disarray, and my mind was like a movie playing out, with chaotic images rushing through my head.

Why is this movie a period drama?

Zhou Heng felt his head was incredibly heavy and throbbing with pain.

He clutched his head, barely managing to maintain his composure and refrain from screaming.

Is this a dream?

If it's a dream, then wake up quickly.

Zhou Heng had exhausted his last bit of strength and lay down on his back in despair, fragments of memories still flying around in his mind.

Let them fly for a while.

The pebbles beneath me were a bit rough; this was definitely not the stone path found in a park.

The sky was high and dark, frighteningly clear, filled with stars, brighter than the stars he had seen on the plateau years ago.

This isn't a dream; he really traveled through time.

Unexpectedly, he, the champion of the swimming competition at Baliwa Primary School, ended up falling in the lake in the park.

If he had to do it again, he would probably still jump into that ice hole without hesitation.

That was a child.

He lived half his life in a daze. When he was young, he made a lot of money when he was in the right place at the right time. Later, he couldn't stand his parents' persuasion anymore, and since he had enough money, he went back to his hometown and got a government job as an auxiliary police officer.

"A life for a life, it's not a bad death."

Zhou Heng muttered to himself.

His parents are in good health, and with the money he left behind, he doesn't need to worry about their retirement.

Lost in thought, Zhou Heng gradually accepted the fact that he had traveled through time.

There's nothing we can do if we don't accept it. We can't exactly let him jump into the water and drown himself again, can we?

Even though he had already died once, recalling that feeling of death still filled Zhou Heng with intense fear.

The fear of death is an instinct, even if you've died once before.

Furthermore, what if someone dies but fails to travel back in time? Wouldn't that mean they died for nothing?

"The Great Yue Dynasty...Guardian Division..."

As the cold night wind blew, dead memories began to surge back into Zhou Heng's mind.

"Are they similar to the Imperial Guards or the Embroidered Uniform Guards, tasked with protecting the world and vanquishing demons?"

Zhou Heng had a vague feeling that something was wrong. Was this not ancient times on Earth?

What's the deal with the demons?

"My mother died early, and my father was originally a centurion in the Imperial Guard. He also passed away a hundred years ago. My predecessor was escorting my father's coffin back to our hometown for burial, and then I was to return to the capital to take over my father's business..."

Zhou Heng gradually understood his situation, and a question arose in his mind.

If he is returning to his hometown to bury his deceased father, where is he?

Look around.

Zhou Heng found himself in a desolate mountain wilderness, with a rushing river not far away.

He was soaking wet, clearly having just climbed out of the river.

He couldn't help but tap his throbbing head, and a line of small words flashed before his eyes as if in a hallucination.

Before he could see the hallucination clearly, a flood of information rushed into his mind, making his head feel like it was about to split open.

"The sins of the father must be visited upon the son. Your father killed my elder brother, so I will eat you."

"Go ahead and scream, no matter how loud you scream, no one will come to save you!"

"Run? Let's see where you run to!!"

"Grab him, don't let him get away!"

"Thump..."

Because of his memory, Zhou Heng trembled all over.

Fear permeated my entire body.

I'm so scared.

In his final memory, he saw a butcher-like giant peel off his human skin, revealing a hideous dog's head, and roar at the cliff.

"Oh shit!"

Zhou Heng couldn't help but spit. His predecessor had some courage and would rather jump off a cliff than fall into the hands of that dog demon.

The thought of almost becoming meat for the dog demon to chew on made Zhou Heng feel nauseous.

He gagged twice, then waved his hand irritably, trying to shoo away the tiny words that looked like mosquitoes in front of him.

As a result, the small characters were not dispersed, but instead became even clearer.

【00:00:03】

He rubbed his eyes, and the small print flickered.

【00:00:02】

……

He blinked again, and the small print was completely cleared.

Just then, a burst of multicolored light appeared before his eyes, accompanied by a clattering sound like gold coins being scattered.

Even with his eyes closed, the light was still clearly visible before him.

Two breaths later, a beam of light shot into Zhou Heng's brow like a sharp arrow.

In an instant, Zhou Heng's sea of ​​consciousness shone brightly, and large amounts of information poured out like a fountain.

Zhou Heng's expression faltered for a moment, then turned to great joy.

[Reward obtained: Dragon Elephant Prajna Skill (Thirteenth Level)]

A warm current instantly flowed through my entire body.

Zhou Heng felt his body becoming stronger at a speed visible to the naked eye.

He practiced swordsmanship with his father from a young age, but due to his limited aptitude, he never mastered the skill and his body was only slightly stronger than that of an average person.

But now, his strength is constantly increasing, his muscle lines are becoming more and more defined, and he has even grown a little taller.

It's as if he really spent decades diligently studying and practicing the Dragon Elephant Prajna Kung Fu, eventually achieving great mastery.

A thousand pounds of divine strength, the pinnacle of mortal power.

Zhou Heng clenched his fist.

A snap.

He crushed a hard pebble into powder.

"A danger countdown? A countdown will start when you encounter danger. If you survive until the countdown reaches zero, you will receive a reward..."

Zhou Heng muttered to himself, now he understood the purpose of those small characters in front of him.

"Did this danger mean I almost drowned, or that I almost got eaten by a demon?"

Zhou Heng pondered.

It's a pity that the countdown only starts when he encounters danger; otherwise, he could just hide somewhere and farm rewards, and keep getting stronger.

I was just thinking about it.

The small print in front of me suddenly flickered.

【02:00:00】

"Two hours?"

Zhou Heng was taken aback. What danger was there?

"He's here!"

A loud shout broke the silence of the mountains.

A black dog stood upright, speaking in human language, and pointed its paws at Zhou Heng.

Its thick thighs suddenly leaped up, and it kicked Zhou Heng in mid-air.

A rustling sound came from the surrounding forest, and at least twenty or thirty large wild dogs rushed out.

ambushed on all sides.

Zhou Heng finally understood what danger was.

These dog demons actually chased after us like glue.

No sooner said than done.

The black dog's hind leg struck Zhou Heng's chest, causing it to pause briefly in mid-air, its face showing surprise.

It felt as if it had kicked a stone.

The opponent's not-so-robust body remained unmoved under its kick.

Was it originally forced to jump off a cliff to escape because of these things?

Grass!

He suddenly raised his hand and grabbed the black dog's leg.

The black dog's body, which was about to fall, suddenly flew up.

call!call!call!

Zhou Heng grabbed the dog's leg, spun it around three times, and then let go!

The black dog's massive body flew out like a kite with a broken string, splattering onto the mountainside with a thud, and dog blood dripped down the mountainside.

The dog demons that were originally running towards Zhou Heng were stunned by this scene. They all instinctively staggered backward, their paws scraping the ground and making an unpleasant scraping sound.

They stopped a few steps away from Zhou Heng, staring at him in astonishment.

How did the little white rabbit suddenly turn into a big gray wolf?

"You want me dead, but I want to live."

Zhou Heng raised his head, grinned, and said, "So, I can only ask you to die."

Just bear with it, it'll be over soon.

good."