Starforce Warriors - Chapter 509: He Was Here Before

After Jiang Cheng transmigrated to the Cultivation World, he discovered he had no talent for cultivation, but he was unexpectedly gifted in making talismans.……Buyer, “Jiang, I need some talismans for self-protection.”Jiang Cheng, “This Fireball Technique is perfect for you.”A few days later.Buyer, “Jiang, there’s something not quite right with this Fireball Technique?”Jiang Cheng, “Is there fire?”Buyer, “Indeed, it did catch fire.”Jiang Cheng, “And the ball?”Buyer, “I did see it.”Jiang Cheng, “Did it protect you?”Buyer, “It left me exposed.”Jiang Cheng, “???”Jiang Cheng, “Then you would like…”Buyer, “I would like to buy another hundred million of them!”

The first time Yan Zhaoge crossed worlds, he landed in a martial warrior civilization that was at the peak of prosperity. He ended up in the book storage building of the the Divine Palace, which collected and preserved the classics of the entire world from all fields of knowledge. However, a world class calamity struck soon after and even the Divine Palace was destroyed.

Yan Zhaoge’s soul once again crossed over, but this time he arrived in the same world, except countless years have passed.

With his brain full of rare books and classics from the era of peak prosperity, Yan Zhaoge’s second crossing over to the present era was like a gamer who was used to playing hell mode suddenly finding himself playing the game on easy.

That was just way too awesome.

But before that, he needs to fix a certain problem.

“I’m not a main character? In fact, I’m actually the main character’s love rival and the antagonistic Mr. Perfect senior martial brother? This script is wrong!”

PS from author: ‘History’s Number One Founder’ is already complete with 4.6 million characters, I welcome you readers who have favourited and fed my book until it became fat to enjoy this book as well.

A couple of words from the author: after chapter 3, the writing style changes; don’t be afraid of the first two chapters, because I really screwed up there when I wrote this.This is the story of a guy who met God and was sent to another world at will by acting according to his choice. There is no mention of training for yourself or overcoming challenges. The main character is strong from the start, and this is a light-hearted story without the darkness, betrayal and other complications often found in any work. I came up with the story myself and then corrected and translated it using ChatGPT. English is not my native language, so please forgive any mistakes.I'll write this right away for the stupid potatoes who will read this. This is literally my first experience in writing history and something similar. Before this, I only wrote diploma papers and term papers, not counting filling out documents at work, so I apologize in advance if something does not suit you. Enjoy reading!First Arc: DanMachiSecond Arc: Cyberpunk: EdgerunnersThird Arc: Record of Ragnarok

“So, Diana, what's your excuse for betraying me?”

His amber glinted eyes bore into the woman with bloodied, broken blue hair, kneeling in complete disarray.

“... you're evil.”

“Oh, so, looking out for all of you makes me evil?”

The man narrowed his eyes, contemplating the echoes of protagonist halos and heroines' mentality, starkly real now.

Coming from a world far removed from such grim reality, he had read about these personalities in novels, but experiencing their shortcomings firsthand was a different story.

“How am I evil?”

He looked down at his foot where a young man, limbless and crushed, lay in a state of complete brokenness, mustering the little strength he had left to utter some words.

“... y.. you ba..stard, You killed millions.”

Hearing these words, the man's internal amusement grew at the absurdity of these hypocritical people.

He had eradicated all the evil organizations within the Empire after ascending to his throne.

Wars were waged to crush rebellious kingdoms that stood against his Empire, uniting the entire Heidal Continent under one flag—the Selvius Empire.

He shifted his gaze towards another woman with pink hair, her body completely broken, supported by a rock to maintain a semblance of balance amidst the devastation.

“Hmm, so what about you, Karina? Wasn't your family about to be executed by the Aidiac Royal family? Is it wrong for me to have intervened?”

“You killed them without mercy, and although you saved my family, it was not worth it.”

“I just saved—”

“It's bullshit. You could have solved everything peacefully without drawing so much blood.”

Hearing all this, the man began to understand why those novels depicted these people as hypocritical and low in intelligence.

If he hadn't saved them, they would have suffered the most gruesome fate.

Yet, despite being saved, these ungrateful individuals chose to blame him. The bitter irony of their ingratitude gnawed at him, leaving a bitter taste in his mouth.

“Guess you all have the same reasons.”

The man looked towards the seven people, their disdainful gazes directed at him.

He had only aimed to change their fates, to rescue some from slavery, others from crippling circumstances, and a few from inevitable betrayal.

Yet, they all blamed him for saving them, unable to comprehend that he had severed the root causes that would have subjected them to excruciating suffering.

“Hahaha.”

“Indeed, now I see.”

He now understood what those novels had tried to convey—'these idiots think this whole world works like they think it would.'

'System.........

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