I Gain a God-Tier Talent Every Level Chapter 427

A faint, inexplicable lancholy settled in his chest.

This ti, when he returned...

he hadn’t even seen Earth.

From then on, ti once again fell into a cycle that could only be described as repetitive resets.

Starting from Misirushu, within thirty days, he could reach several hundred different continents scattered across the surrounding regions.

Most of those continents, however, were far smaller than Misirushu.

Through a process of simulation on-site verification, Kanzaki Rei had gradually beco extrely familiar with the surrounding world.

For example—

the nearby Gran Isle was a gathering place for ice-elent mages. The climate there was brutally cold, and ice magic had developed to an exceptional degree.

There was only a single church on that island—comprised almost entirely of fanatics devoted to preservation and cold.

Beyond Gran Isle—

places like Bariro Island and the Nesimi Continent... he had visited them more than once.

At this point, he could be said to possess a certain breadth of experience.

Only after witnessing everything that had transpired in the Secret Sea did Kanzaki Rei finally begin to reveal his true situation to Ansu.

Across multiple reset tilines, he had already confird Ansu’s safety.

Even if Ansu learned that he had co from a future tiline, it wouldn’t have any significant consequences.

First, the future he ca from wasn’t particularly distant.

Second, Ansu had no ans of harming him.

Even if Kanzaki Rei exposed the fact that he was under a ti curse, endlessly resetting through tilines, Ansu wouldn’t beco a threat because of it.

"So, what you’re saying is... you’re actually from the future? Just not too far ahead?" Ansu asked within the sea of consciousness.

Kanzaki Rei replied, "Mm."

Ansu let out a breath, as if a long-held suspicion had been confird. "I thought so... Back in the Secret Sea, I already had that feeling."

"What are you planning to do next?"

"According to what you’ve said, in a little over thirty days, it’ll be the day the reset happens again, right?"

Kanzaki Rei nodded. "Yeah, that’s right."

"So now, I’m planning to try sothing."

Ansu narrowed his focus. "Try what?"

Kanzaki Rei replied, "During these repeated resets, I’ve discovered so possibilities... regarding changing ti itself."

Having mastered forbidden ti magic, his understanding of ti far surpassed that of ordinary individuals.

While continuing his ntal conversation with Ansu, Kanzaki Rei once again arrived at the Ancient Library.

"Good morning, Big Sister Beatrice."

His voice was soft, but the woman beside him jolted awake in a fluster.

She hastily wiped the drool from the corner of her mouth.

"M-Morning, Rei..."

"I wasn’t sleeping!"

Kanzaki Rei smiled helplessly. "I didn’t say you were."

This was the tenth ti he had greeted her in exactly the sa way.

At the sa mont. On the sa day.

And her response... had never changed.

Maintaining fixed interactions with certain individuals was part of Kanzaki Rei’s routine—used as a control to determine whether any deviations had occurred in the world.

After the brief greeting—

in the very next instant, he vanished from Beatrice’s sight.

He could faintly sense the flicker of surprise from her.

But it was only that—surprise.

By then, he had already arrived in the Restricted Archives.

"So this is what you wanted to do?" Ansu said. "Honestly... sounds pretty boring."

Kanzaki Rei chuckled and shook his head. "As if I’d go through all this for sothing so trivial."

He opened an ancient to.

Looking at the book in his hands—so tattered it was barely more than a few fragile pages—Ansu couldn’t help but comnt, "Can you even read sothing that worn out?"

Kanzaki Rei smiled. "Actually, it’s quite clear."

"You already know I’m under a curse—ti repeating over and over again."

"And everything that happens, every action people take... as long as I don’t deliberately interfere, it repeats perfectly, without the slightest deviation."

Ansu nodded. "Of course. What has already happened is fixed."

Kanzaki Rei inclined his head slightly, then continued:

"And yet, this book... every ti I co here, I make a point to read it."

"Want to guess what happens?"

Ansu replied, "The way you’re asking... I’m guessing it changes?"

Kanzaki Rei: "Yeah."

"This book is called The Solitary Curse of Ti. It records the experiences of soone else—soone who went through the sa thing I did. Soone afflicted by the sa curse."

"But every ti I read it..."

"The contents are different."

Ansu’s tone sharpened. "You’re saying... within your repeating tiline, there’s another variable besides you."

At his core, Ansu was still a genius.

He grasped the essence of the curse almost instantly.

If ti reset over and over—

then the only factor capable of causing change should be Kanzaki Rei himself. If he remained unchanged, everything else should follow the exact sa script.

But this book—

if what Kanzaki Rei said was true—

was a variable that should not exist.

"I rember you being very certain," Kanzaki Rei said, "that history cannot be altered."

Ansu snorted. "Obviously. If history could be changed, the entire world would fall into chaos."

Kanzaki Rei’s gaze deepened.

"But what if... it’s a history that never existed to begin with?"

Ansu paused.

"What do you an?"

The question wasn’t born of confusion—it was hesitation. He had already thought of sothing, but couldn’t fully confirm it.

Kanzaki Rei spoke slowly.

"I’ve spent a long ti thinking about ti... about all of this."

"Ansu—how much do you know about the historical gap from 5,000 years ago?"

Before Ansu could answer, Kanzaki Rei answered for him.

"You don’t know, right?"

Ansu gave a cold chuckle. "You’ve already asked that before, haven’t you? Why ask again?"

In so tiline—who knew how many resets ago—

this question had already been asked.

Kanzaki Rei continued:

"Why don’t you know?"

"Because at that ti, you were at a critical stage of your cycle—one that required complete isolation."

"And during that period, you wouldn’t have known anything happening in the outside world."

Ansu fell silent.

This exchange alone proved just how deeply Kanzaki Rei understood him.

Kanzaki Rei went on:

"Ti is divided into past, present, and future."

"The present exists only for an instant."

"The future is uncertain."

"Only the past is considered fixed."

"You say the past cannot be changed, because doing so would throw the world into chaos."

"But what if..."

"it’s a past that no one has ever known?"

"And if that past were changed—what then?"

Ansu remained silent for a while before replying:

"Then according to your logic... to change the past, you’d have to deceive the entire world."

Kanzaki Rei added calmly,

"Or make the entire world believe in sothing that never existed."

The mont he said that—

a na surfaced in Ansu’s mind.

Lottie.

The one who had once controlled the minds of the entire world.

"You’re not seriously suggesting..." Ansu said slowly, "that you’re going to pull off a deception that fools the entire world? Reverse ti itself?"

Kanzaki Rei shook his head.

"No. At least, not yet. I’m not capable of sothing that grand."

"But..."

His gaze shifted to the battered ancient text.

"If history can be altered... if people from two tilines can influence each other..."

"Then maybe..."

"I can influence soone else, too."

A fresh stack of blank books appeared in his hands.

He opened one, and with a re thought, words began to inscribe themselves across the pages.

"I am Kanzaki Rei. Within the ruins of ti, I have been afflicted by a ’curse’ that continuously resets back into the past. The current date is April 14, Year 5026. If there is anyone who has experienced the sa thing, please leave your information here. This curse..."

Line after line—

He wrote tens of thousands of words.

In just a few minutes, like drafting a novel, he roughly recorded everything he had experienced throughout these repeated tilines.

Ansu asked, "Do you really think this will work?"

Kanzaki Rei replied,

"Who knows..."

But if his hypothesis was correct—

if there truly existed another person whose resetting tiline overlapped with his—

then perhaps...

just perhaps—

he might receive a reply.

Even if that person had only been cursed a hundred years later—

as long as they were sent back into the sa point in ti—

they might see it.

Of course...

it was only a possibility.