Legend of the Heroes of Another World's Divine Tower

Chapter 3 The Initial Manipulation of Cause and Effect

Zhou Yanyu looked at the boy who seemed to be dead on the ground, and slowly floated towards the boy in the dim light of the "lantern".

"How did I end up in this mess the moment I transmigrated here?!" He looked around at the mess and muttered under his breath, his soul trembling at the horrific scene before him.

He drifted closer, his gaze settling on the boy's delicate, youthful face. He looked to be only about twelve years old, an age when he should be gradually bidding farewell to a carefree childhood and innocently embracing the future, yet…

Suddenly, a translucent, dark blue light screen unfolded out of thin air in front of him, the intense light so dazzling that it made his soul feel dizzy.

On the screen, several arrogant characters shimmered with light:

"The most powerful and invincible summoner system in history!"

"Possession target detected. Possession is imminent. Host, please check your surroundings and collect relevant memories!"

A cold, mechanical, synthesized voice suddenly rang in his mind without warning, and its inhuman texture made him feel intensely uncomfortable.

"So you're going to take over his body so easily?" Zhou Yanyu roared at the light screen, making a punching motion even though he had no physical form. "What about all the effort Ai Luo put into protecting him just now?!"

"I suggest the host take this in stride." The system's voice was chillingly calm.

"In that mother's eyes, her child is already dead. There are no moral constraints on possessing a lifeless body. Moreover, after possession, one's appearance can be altered. You will be able to come into this world anew with a 'blank' identity!"

"Get lost! Get me someone else!" Zhou Yanyu refused decisively.

"A strong sense of irrationality and immorality has been detected in the host. Memory implantation procedure to be forcibly executed!"

"Hey, can you even understand human language? Hey..." Zhou Yanyu's protest was forcibly interrupted.

Before he could finish speaking, a brief, bitter, and bleak torrent of memories surged into his consciousness.

A life spanning twelve years, three months, eight days, seven hours, and forty-six minutes—a mixed-race boy named "Lin Chi" struggles with caution and loneliness, his only warm memory being his mother's love... Zhou Yanyu was forced to accept it in just half a second.

"Get out!" Zhou Yanyu, having processed the memories, felt his soul tremble violently, his anger boiling. "This child is absolutely unacceptable! Possess him? Are you even human?!"

"He didn't even experience a normal, happy childhood!"

The previous uncertainty vanished completely; now he was 100% resistant.

At this moment, he desperately wanted to add even a touch of color to this boy's gloomy time.

"Target dead. Strong resistance detected in the host. The host's old world moral consciousness module will be erased immediately, and possession will be forcibly initiated. Countdown begins!"

Suddenly, the boy on the ground, whose body had been pierced by the halberd, twitched his blood-stained fingers very slightly, as if in a spasm.

"five!"

"Hey! Who's the host here, me or you?!" Zhou Yanyu was both anxious and angry, but there was nothing he could do.

As if sensing the gaze of Zhou Yanyu, this special "being," the boy used all his remaining strength to twist his neck with great difficulty, bit by bit, and barely managed to cast his unfocused gaze toward the direction where Zhou Yanyu was.

"Four!"

"Get out of here! How do I turn off this damn screen?!" Zhou Yanyu futilely slapped at the screen, but his hand went right through it.

The boy's gaze darted past Zhou Yanyu with difficulty, finally settling on the void where the teleportation portal had vanished. He gritted his teeth, his blood- and dirt-stained fingers clenching into a trembling yet resolute fist with his last ounce of strength.

"three!"

"If you're so capable, why don't you just revive him directly! Isn't the system supposed to be omnipotent? The strongest in history! I think it's the strongest in history in terms of talk!" Zhou Yanyu made a last stand.

In the boy's eyes, which had been gradually dimming, a last, faint but stubborn flame of revenge seemed to burst forth.

"two!"

"What's the point of this cliché script where outsiders always impersonate the original owner and wander through other worlds?!" Zhou Yanyu practically roared out these words.

As if finally exhausting the last bit of support in his soul, the boy's tightly clenched fist suddenly loosened, his eyes became completely dim, his head tilted to the side, and he collapsed to the ground, losing all life.

"Ding!"

Just as Zhou Yanyu finished his last complaint, the system interface suddenly changed. The blinding blue light disappeared, the entire screen turned black, leaving only a white circle in the center rotating silently and slowly.

"New settings parameters detected... Verifying the feasibility of the script..." The system's voice remained cold, but it seemed to have gained a very subtle sense of sluggishness from the algorithm's operation.

Zhou Yanyu, who was originally prepared to "self-destruct" and perish together with the system, was stunned by this sudden change. His anger had nowhere to go and turned into deep confusion.

"What kind of trick is this?" He looked suspiciously at the spinning circle, then looked down at the lifeless boy on the ground. "What kind of new scam is this? Could it be... there's still hope?"

He wasn't sure, but a faint glimmer of hope seemed to have appeared. So, Zhou Yanyu suppressed his anxiety, staring intently at the spinning circle, quietly awaiting the system's final "judgment."

Unbeknownst to him, deep within a strange palace enveloped in a thick, black fluid, a heavy, ancient "script," seemingly bearing the weight of the world, lay quietly open on a void platform, emitting a fantastical light that flickered on and off.

The legend of the hero from another world, which had been frozen on the pages, is now being rapidly rewritten as the pages turn wildly without any wind. The outline and plot of the story are undergoing fundamental distortion and change.

Including the main character!

The chapters that had long been written and sealed away, and should have been settled, are now constantly extending with new words, as if the end of the story has been completely erased, and no one can predict the final outcome.

Zhou Yanyu just stared nervously at the rotating circle, completely unaware that his choice and complaints, which came from his heart, had been like a stone thrown into a still lake of fate, and the ripples it created were quietly altering all the established causes and effects!

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Zhou Yanyu stared intently at the white circle that had been spinning silently for more than two hours, then glanced helplessly at Lin Chi, who was still motionless on the ground. His anxiety was almost palpable.

"Is it not ready yet? Is it going to work or not?!" He couldn't help but complain to the black screen, his soul drifting aimlessly in the air.

"Seriously... I'm fed up!" The long wait was wearing down his patience.

"Ding!"

Just as he was about to give up, a crisp system notification suddenly rang out. Zhou Yanyu snapped to attention, instantly energized, all his boredom and frustration vanished.

"The core system protocol has been rewritten. The basic framework of the Summoner System has been downgraded and evolved into the 'Supreme Summoner System'. The summon acquisition mechanism has been updated to adopt a more 'dramatic' and 'fate-based' judgment method."

"Execute the core command: Resurrect the original story's protagonist—Lin Chi."

"The actor, Zhou Yanyu, has changed his identity to 'Symbiotic Soul.' He can freely switch body control with his host, Lin Chi, without time or frequency restrictions. When one controls the body, the other's soul will be in a resting state and will be able to continuously recover its energy."

"Further system features and symbiotic details await your joint exploration!"

A clear yet information-packed notification tone played rapidly. Zhou Yanyu was completely disoriented, feeling as if his soul was in knots.

"What? What degeneration? What symbiosis? What's so dramatic?!" He instinctively reached out to touch his head, but only touched a void spirit, which confused him even more.

However, one thing he was absolutely certain of: the system had indeed responded to his seemingly impossible cry. The boy on the ground, named Lin Chi, was about to be given a second life and begin a brand new chapter in his life.

As for himself… Zhou Yanyu pondered, this peculiar “symbiotic” relationship made him feel that he was inexplicably about to shoulder some kind of responsibility. Perhaps he should guide him like a half-father? Or, to put it more easily, just treat each other as brothers who could entrust their backs to each other? The road ahead seemed to be full of unexpected possibilities.

Just then, as if to confirm his thoughts, the cold body on the ground finally changed. A soft and vibrant emerald green light, like breathing, emerged from the horrific wound on his chest and gradually spread throughout his body.

Lin Chi's eyelashes fluttered first, and then, somewhat dazedly and extremely slowly, he turned his neck. He struggled to prop himself up with his arms, his movements stiff like a rusty machine. The massive blood loss and the near-death experience had left him extremely weak, and even lifting his head seemed a struggle.

His listless gaze finally focused after a long while, eventually landing on the translucent soul floating in front of him—Zhou Yanyu—who had a tense yet somewhat awkward smile on his face.

A loud, excited voice echoed in Lin Chi's ears!

"Nice to meet you! Hello! My name is Zhou Yanyu! What's your name?"