Chapter 1

Opening Words: [Every穿越者 (time traveler) without a golden finger is a fragile heart.]

"Failure!"

Looking at the greenish glow gradually fading before his eyes, the old man spoke with a voice nearly filled with despair. His eyes narrowed into slits, staring intently at the motionless human-shaped "corpse" lying in front of him, his heart nearly breaking.

"What? How can this be! Didn't you say the ninth attempt would definitely succeed?" Behind the old man, a dozen people crowded closely together, speaking in unison, their voices filled with terror!

As soon as he finished speaking, the corpse began to move on its own, making the scene extremely eerie!

"Hey, look, he's not dead yet," one person shouted in surprise.

"He is definitely not the Guardian God!" Another man with white hair stepped forward, speaking with a firm and somewhat hostile tone.

"Hmph, this is the best sacrificial offering the High Priest has been counting on for three years, and he's still alive after the ritual! What a freak!"

"What do we do now? According to the family's secret history, if the ninth ritual fails, it means the Guardian God has abandoned us! Does this mean we will really be exterminated this time?"

"Hu Gao! Are you still Hu Gao?" The old man looked at the youth with a head of green hair who was staggering to his feet, his voice trembling as he asked.

The youth, who had finally managed to stand, lowered his head and slowly opened his eyes. They were large and sky-blue, shining brightly in the dark night. He slightly curled his thin lips, revealing a faint smile.

"Yes, I am Hu Gao!"

The crowd was in an uproar. They did not notice any difference between the two Hu Gaos (hereafter referred to uniformly as Hu Gao). In their minds, this youth was still the failed "sacrificial offering."

The youth calmly glanced at the old man before him, who was wearing a black robe with golden edges, his eyes clearly defined, his face covered in countless wrinkles, his skin sagging, and his body covered in age spots. His mouth twitched, as if he could collapse at any moment.

Behind the old man stood a group of people in a panic. Looking further back, the youth was surprised to find himself on a high platform. Below, a crowd of people with different hair colors knelt on the ground, chanting softly.

The undulating chants merged into a rousing battle song, deafening and resonant, like the strong rhythm of drums from an ancient battlefield, almost causing the already unsteady youth to fall before the bronze tripod.

"What a grand opening for a time travel adventure!" Hu Gao clenched his fists with a slight excitement, completely unable to believe that everything he had experienced in his dreams was actually real!

"Hu Gao, are you okay? Do you feel any abnormalities?" The old man seemed to have calmed down from the shock, asking the thin youth before him with concern, hoping to get some information from him.

"My head hurts, as if something is drilling into it! Ah!" Hu Gao clutched his head with both hands, his face contorted in pain, as if he were experiencing a severe shock, emitting a loud roar like a fierce tiger.

As his roar echoed, the people below, who had been chanting, suddenly stopped, as if receiving a signal, and began to shout loudly.

The shouting grew louder and louder, eventually drowning out the entire area. The people kneeling on the ground thought they had finally received the long-awaited arrival of the Guardian God. To them, it was a roar symbolizing the revival of their family!

Of course, no one would have thought that this mistaken confirmation would become reality in the future.

At this moment, even Hu Gao, who was known in his previous life as a [one day without action, three autumns of mourning] at his school, was somewhat stunned by the scene before him. As a highly educated person from China, he deeply understood the difficulty of surviving in a different world and would never think that these people were affected by his "domineering aura."

Speaking of which, the most physically impossible thing, time travel, was something Hu Gao found somewhat unremarkable. In China, people of his age had all grown up reading countless time travel novels, whether it was soul transfer, beast transformation, solo travel, or group travel, all of which were just small potatoes. Even if he suddenly became someone with a surname like Lin Fanglong Xiao, it would be nothing out of the ordinary.

According to the first rule of time travel summarized by countless predecessors, Hu Gao's most important task now was to integrate his memories and understand the situation.

But damn it, Hu Gao's last memory was of himself, a biology graduate student at Qinghua University, taking on a job from his mentor to study white foxes at a strange species base in Shennongjia. Suddenly, there was a loud noise in the sky, and he found himself here...

Not knowing how he traveled was one thing, but the worse part was that the memories in this body were completely blank. It felt like a beautiful woman throwing herself at him, only to find out she was a stone woman... unable to enter!

"Hu Gao! Honestly, did you receive the legacy of our ancestors?" The white-haired elder stepped forward, grabbing Hu Gao's hand and asking fiercely.

Ancestral legacy? What's this about? Thinking about his state when he woke up and the environment he was in, Hu Gao felt he understood a bit. Could it be that these people from an unknown plane were trying to obtain some kind of legacy through a ritual?

I'm so frustrated! Hu Gao felt like crying but couldn't. Although he had only been in this world for 3,210 seconds, he was certain that he had no legacy at all! Who has ever seen a legacy holder who is weak and has a blank mind...

Seeing the white-haired elder's almost murderous expression, Hu Gao weakly nodded, for he had no choice but to agree.

"That's good, that's good... Heaven has opened its eyes, the Hu family of Ningcheng has a chance to be saved. As long as Hu Gao grows up smoothly, in at most ten years, the Hu family of Ningcheng will have a chance to revive. Not only will the Lang family of Yuecheng no longer be a threat, but under Hu Gao's leadership, we will be completely revived!"

As Hu Gao spoke, an old man with green hair, who had been standing behind the white-haired elder, stepped forward, sighing repeatedly.

"This..."

Hu Gao looked at the other person, feeling no guilt for deceiving him. His mind was filled with thoughts of how to escape, as he knew there was no ancestral legacy. If he was exposed, these people would surely treat him like a ten-year-old bachelor suddenly seeing a beautiful woman, and strip him bare.

This is truly a complete failure of a time travel adventure!

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