Hello! I'm Luan Xi. I've dedicated myself to mastering all kinds of intelligence and worked tirelessly to become the smartest person on Earth, even surpassing human limitations to the point where I feel almost otherworldly.
Once I achieved this level of intelligence, I invented a device that allows me to transfer my soul into someone from another world. However, I have a crucial decision to make: I want to inhabit the body of a person with a tragic past so that I can help them seek revenge on those who wronged them.
There are countless universes, each home to its own unique solar systems, yet I struggle to find the right person for my soul to connect with. However, there is one human on a planet that bears a striking resemblance to Earth. After observing this person's life, I've come to realize that he has suffered like no one else. He has lost his family, his partner, his mentor, and all his friends—essentially everything he held dear. This tragedy was all orchestrated by a man who took advantage of him and his relationships, leaving him so manipulated that he now feels completely hopeless, as if his mind has gone blank.
I activated the device, and my essence was passed on to him. He longed for freedom, to escape existence and pain. That was his desire, and now his soul is utterly erased. I'm now inhabiting this boy's body with the goal of establishing a new order on this planet. From this moment on, my foes here may underestimate me, but eventually, they will all become my followers.
I was on the ground, surrounded by my enemies who were laughing at me. I tried to act like the same boy they had seen before. My face showed defeat, my body felt weak, and my voice was barely audible. They all seemed so pleased, so I decided to let out a deep, chilling voice that could send shivers down their spines, even if I looked pathetic. I calmly said, "These humans are all worthless," and suddenly, everything went quiet.
Fortunately, the atmosphere here is pretty laid-back; there’s no heat to spoil the chilly vibe. The breath of everyone around us comes out as cold air, which perfectly sets the scene for a spooky encounter. With a shiver running through me, I noticed that everyone else was feeling the chill too. As laughter turned into nervousness, a few took a cautious step back and stammered, "W-who are you?" Filled with fear, they couldn't help but question me. "Me? Are you really asking that?" I replied in a voice that was chilling enough to leave them breathless. "You’ve hurt this boy, and as the god of this realm, I’m here to punish all those without shame!" My words echoed ominously in their minds, filling them with terror. Some of them trembled on their legs, while others were so frightened that they sat down abruptly.
“Are you really the great god of this planet? Why are you punishing us?” they asked, clearly terrified and seemingly convinced that I was indeed a god. My voice alone was enough to instill fear in them. “I will punish anyone who brings suffering to the innocent. I will not allow anyone on my planet to cause such pain!” I declared, which only heightened their fear. Some of them fled in panic, shouting, “Run! The god will punish us!”
However, others stayed, kneeling and bowing in submission. “My lord, I sincerely apologize for the pain we've caused this innocent boy! I vow to be a better person and serve you faithfully,” one of them pleaded.
Those who ran were foolish, but those who knelt showed wisdom. In that moment, I gained a few followers simply through my words.
On the night I gained followers, after the event, I stood up and walked with remarkable grace, keeping the stance and appearance of an ideal human. As a result, those kneeling before me admired my perfection, and they were convinced that I was the only one capable of such greatness. "You truly are our great god; I fear for those who fled and betrayed you, my Lord," they remarked, expressing their admiration as they observed my movements, along with their concern for those who had abandoned us.
"Don't be concerned. As a god who defends this planet from other malevolent deities, they will ultimately heed my call. They don't fear death; rather, they fear my wrath," I asserted, emphasizing the term "evil gods." Their expressions shifted to concern as they began to question the reality of these malevolent beings. "My Lord, what exactly are these evil gods?"
"The evil gods are my fiercest adversaries; they wish to annihilate this world. I cannot allow that, as this is my creation and my home. However, due to a curse, I cannot wield my full power, so I must continue to fight without surrendering." I spoke with conviction, deliberately instilling fear of these evil gods and instilling admiration for my authority. They were deeply moved by my words and pledged their unwavering loyalty. "My Lord! This humble servant will offer their greatest loyalty to the supreme one!" the leader declared. "For the supreme one!" they chanted, repeating it three times in unison.
After instructing my followers to share my message, news of the god finally revealing himself spread across various countries. Those who had fled quickly returned upon hearing this information, saying, "My Lord, we apologize for our escape; our fear of your potential punishment made us act foolishly!" They knelt and bowed before me in fear. I announced, "I have come not only to reveal the existence of evil gods but also to offer wisdom and guidance to those humans willing to listen to me on an individual basis." I stood with a posture that conveyed sincerity and protection. My followers then declared, "We, the subjects of our lord, will tell the world of your greatness and the wisdom you offer!" They all knelt and shouted in gratitude, their hands clasped together as they looked towards me.
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Through my dedication to providing wisdom and advice on a personal level, I initially deepened my relationship with 20% of the population. After six months, that number grew to include the entirety of the population, who now share a profound bond with me.
While my comments were merely personal views, I've utilized Nostradamus' technique to predict future events—something I engage in only when I choose to. I foresee significant devastation on our planet due to a meteorite impact, which will be referred to as the greatest manifestation of the malevolent gods' power.
After building a close relationship with the entire population, I realized that my body is weaker than the average man. Consequently, I decided to create a potion to strengthen my bones and boost my physical abilities, using only some of the materials available to me. The blood of a scorpion and the blood of a bull were the most effective ingredients for this potion. I mixed them with sand, added a bit of lava, and then included seawater. As a result, I created a potion that could amplify my physical abilities a hundredfold.
This newfound power allowed me to run faster than any animal and jump higher than trees. As others witnessed my feats, they began to recognize the extent of my abilities, which stemmed from my intelligence. “Look! It seems our lord is regaining his strength; only he could achieve such things!” they exclaimed with admiration.
Afterward, I developed my own style of martial arts for this new body. I realized that the way this body is built—agile and light—means it can't use the techniques I had before. To make the most of it, I focused on creating martial arts that emphasized rapid strikes capable of delivering a powerful impact, strong enough to break several trees with a punch in just 0.1 milliseconds.
Using my intelligence, I successfully created these new techniques and, surprisingly, I ended up smashing through two mountains—what an incredible sight that was.
But what matters most right now, after observing the clouds and the animals getting ready to take shelter, is that a powerful typhoon is approaching. I addressed my people, saying, "My dear subjects! I currently lack the power to stop this great typhoon, but do not worry, I will ensure that not a single life is lost." The humans were filled with fear, unaware of the impending storm, while I, the god, understood everything. They pleaded, "Our lord, please save us, we trust in your wisdom!" They knelt and prayed without questioning my words.
When the next day arrived, the terrible typhoon wreaked havoc on the land, but thanks to my guidance, the people had constructed tall stone buildings in accordance with my instructions. Although the storm obliterated the landscape, it spared the lives of those who revered me, just as I had promised—there were no casualties, and once again, they expressed their gratitude for my greatness. "Oh Lord! You have blessed us with your wisdom once more. As your humble servants, we vow to give everything we can to our god!" they declared, their loyalty inspiring even some of the laziest individuals to work diligently, chanting my title, "Supreme One!" while they toiled on the construction I had envisioned.
After spending years as the dominant force on this planet, I turned back to Nostradamus's predictive techniques. This time, it’s not just asteroids at play; genuine deities are stepping in to exert control over the world they’ve shaped.
While this planet lacks true gods, I understand that these beings are clever enough to present themselves as its creators, even if they didn’t actually make it. Other deities typically abandon their creations, and my awareness of their existence stems from my ability to anticipate events. All the years I spent mastering various forms of intelligence have proven valuable.
Even if it was just a brief glimpse, though my abilities might have been bestowed by another deity, I now possess the capacity to transform myself into a god-slaying machine. This time, the gods who wish to dominate this planet will reveal themselves as the true "evil gods."
I addressed everyone, saying, "My beloved subjects and creations, in the days to come, malevolent gods might attempt to invade our world, but I have not yet regained my full strength—only a small fraction of it." I said this with a tone of sadness and sorrow, which brought tears to the eyes of my people, filling them with hope for me. They cried out, "Our God, we believe in you no matter what! Even if we are merely insignificant servants, we will fight alongside you!"
"I have realized that I need to retreat to my own space once more. I instruct everyone to safeguard this body while my spirit is away; although it may seem lifeless, do not worry, as this is a necessary step for my training to gain strength," I stated earnestly. One of the leaders responded, "Our lord, your wisdom and teachings are invaluable to us. We will do everything in our power to repay you. When you return, this world will be strong, and your servants will be wiser. We will make it our mission to honor you with all that you have taught us." The crowd erupted in a determined chant, "For the supreme one!" echoing their commitment three times.
I transferred my soul back to my original body, while my second body, which I control from another planet, is securely locked away in a specially designed room just as I requested. Now, I find myself in my favorite lab, where time moves differently—one year there equals just a minute here. I've been working on a small storage device that can fit my entire laboratory into an infinite space, which even other people are unaware of, as it’s located on a hidden island in Antarctica. Additionally, I invented a multi-power source that activates my lab whenever it detects sunlight; unlike traditional solar power, just sensing a bit of heat is enough to keep everything running for several days.
In the end, after returning to that planet, I'm confident that their technology will develop to a level where I can access resources previously unavailable to me. My status will only grow as they recognize everything they have achieved through their intelligence and existence, all thanks to my wisdom and abilities. While everyone may become akin to the geniuses of the early 21st century on Earth, they will still be unable to withstand the true power of God.
Before returning to that planet, I designed a suit similar to Iron Man's, but it's superior to him, even though he is just a fictional character. My suit is specifically crafted to achieve anything my imagination can conceive. For instance, if I want my hand to produce heat, it will do so. While some people think magical powers are purely a product of fiction, my intelligence allows me to bring those powers to life. However, there are limitations; I can't perform tasks that are outright impossible, like using my hand to control someone else's mind. On the other hand, I can create a shield with a level of 999999, similar to those seen in offline games with cheaters, simply by focusing on it with my shoulder.
This body suit is the only version of its kind, but who knows? If I continue to enhance my intelligence while keeping control of the planet, I might eventually develop a body suit capable of creating an entirely new planet from my imagination.
When I returned, my body was deeply buried underground in a large, highly secure room. Although I couldn't see it, this world has actually achieved 21st-century technology like that of Earth. They even have detectors, suggesting they are aware that their god has returned. Fortunately, the device I created for infinite space is now linked to my soul, so I need to put on the body suit right away.
"Our magnificent deity has finally returned after centuries! It's time to kick off the global celebration!" This announcement echoed through the latest technology's global speaker. My bodysuit rendered me invisible; all that was visible was the handsome body I had borrowed. I didn't realize how impressive I looked until I saw my reflection in a mirror. With these looks, I could easily attract even the most desirable women. However, this also makes it simpler to deceive them, as humans have begun to grasp abstract concepts that I can leverage to enhance my relationships and establish my complete dominance.