The pungent smell of disinfectant water was everywhere, and there was an unfamiliar concrete ceiling overhead.

Wen Desi, who was not yet fully conscious, blinked, as if he didn't know where he was.

Turning his head, the golden sunlight poured in through the white curtains, and the rattan flower basket in the corner of the wall was filled with plain flowers.

A medical device, about the size of a microwave oven, was placed next to the bed, and several small screens were constantly beating numbers and curves.

Pulling his gaze back to himself, he could see a drip metal needle held in place with tape on the inside of his elbow, and a thin line spreading from the needle. Continuing to chase down the pipeline, he found that the pipeline was connected to a transparent medical plastic bag. The bag was suspended from a silver pillar, containing about five hundred milliliters of orange-yellow clear liquid, which was slowly dripping at a certain rate.

Looking at the small ward repeatedly, Wen Dehei, whose mind was still in chaos, began to try to sort out his chaotic thoughts.

Then, he finally remembered.

“…… Not...... It turns out that I've returned to modern shijie! ”

Wen Deji sighed and wanted to sit up from the hospital bed, but his sluggish body was completely unable to exert his strength and did not obey the call at all.

He only lifted his shoulders for a few centimeters, and then immediately sank down without a fight, which also caused a hot stinging pain in his body.

In desperation, he had to lie down on the pillow in despair. At the same time, I felt that my tears were flowing uncontrollably.

I don't know weishenme. His heart was always empty, as if something most important had been dug up.

For Moon, this experience of returning to modern Shijie was even more sudden than the time travel to ancient America.

In that zuihou dusk, the moment the sharp spear pierced into his body, he felt a sharp pain to his bones, and the objects in front of him also turned into layers of blurred ghosts, and then he fainted softly, completely unconscious.

By the time he woke up again, he had already been brought back to the modern Shijie. Lying in this hospital.

Alas, it came back like this?

I haven't said a word to Maca yet, and I haven't had time to touch my son's hair again!

Reminiscing about his five years spent in Central America in the 16th century, he couldn't help but feel like a dream.

Everything that I experienced in that shijie. Flashing like lightning before his eyes.

-- The panic of first arriving in another world, the hardships of struggling to survive, the unforgettable love, and the joy of career success...... There is also the sadness of a sudden parting.

On the first day after the crossing, facing this strange wild Shijie and strangely dressed Stone Age natives, he trembled and curled up on the broken dinghy, unable to swallow and sleepless at night, only to lament and weep incessantly.

On the third day after the crossing. He eats up a packet of biscuits from Zuihou next to him, and also learns how to catch fish and make fire, and then feed his hunger with grilled fish.

In the first month after the crossing, he moved into the village of the Hungshutizgans, where he lived with these seemingly friendly natives.

In the third month after the crossing, he fought an incoming enemy for the first time with a fire axe, and after easily cutting down his opponent with a sharp weapon, he vomited acid water and bile all day, almost vomiting out his internal organs......

Five months after the crossing, Chief Avaha gave him Princess Marka. Officially accepted him as a member of the village.

In the eighteenth month after the crossing, Princess Maca gave birth to a son for him, and he also had an inseparable bond with Shijie. …,

In the twentieth month after the time travel, a group of strange chengguan suddenly traveled through time and came to his home. As a result, the fate of him and all the people of Hongshutizgan has once again undergone a drastic change.

In the third year after the crossing. He owned a city called Port of Hope, which allowed the people of Hungshutizgan to make the leap from tribe to city-state. Then, the city-state grew, prospered, and became powerful at an astonishing rate, eventually becoming a great empire.

In the fourth year after the crossing, he led an expedition to the Mexican highlands, and with the support of the city leaders, he began to battle Cortés, the Spanish conquistador of history, and Montezuma II, the Aztec emperor.

In the fifth year since the crossing, he has become the emperor who rules all of Mesoamerica, the supreme lord of millions of beings, the Aztecs, Tlaxcalas and Spaniards all bow before him, and a new empire has been quietly born at his feet.

And then...... There is no then. On the battlefield on the outskirts of Port Hope, he was poked in the stomach with a sharp spear, and soon lost blood and fell into a coma, seriously injured and dying, and had to be sent back to the hospital in modern Shijie for first aid.

Then, shortly after regaining consciousness, he met with his parents, younger siblings, as well as his superiors, colleagues, relatives and friends.

Due to the huge difference in the speed of time between the two shijies, although he himself spent five years in the other world, for his parents and friends who remained in the modern shijie, he was only on a business trip to Mexico for more than two months.

In addition, before notifying relatives and friends, the relevant departments had fabricated and grafted a perfect cause of injury for Wen Desi - because the crystal glass skeleton produced by the company was used by drug traffickers, he was unfortunately shot while lying down, and was involved in the fight of the drug trafficking group (it is true so far), and was seriously injured, but fortunately he was rescued by well-wishers, and Zuihou was sent back by the staff of the Chinese embassy in Mexico.

And the company actually kept his job and comforted him to recover from his illness - people have been shot by Mexican drug dealers in order to promote the company's products! If even such a desperate employee has to be fired, who will be willing to work hard for such a cold-blooded and ruthless boss in the future?

The only regret. Because the supreme leader Director Ma was left in Mexico in the 16th century. As a result, a big chaos broke out within the relevant departments, and the bank accounts of Wang Qiu and others for interdimensional trade were frozen, and the dividends that should have belonged to Wen Desi were naturally lost

As a result, after some adventures, Moon Deji finds himself seemingly returning to the ordinary routine of ordinary office workers. However, the overlord from the side above 10,000 people has once again been reduced to a small staff who admires people's breath, and such a huge psychological gap has taken him a long time to adjust.

So, occasionally, when no one is around. He would quietly take out the obsidian amulet that Princess Maca had left for him, gently caress the delicate lines on it, and recalled the voice and smile of his wife and son, while weeping silently alone......

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Six months later. Pacific coast of Mexico, Puerto Acapulco

It is a beautiful and ancient tropical port city and one of Mexico's most famous coastal destinations, with an emerald coast that is known as the "Pearl of the Pacific".

Every winter, Canadians, Americans and Europeans leave their cold and snowy homeland to enjoy the warm sea breeze and beautiful sunny beaches of this beautiful tropical harbour. …,

The golden sunlight shines on the boundless sea, and the wind and waves are sparkling. Beautiful palm trees can be seen swaying in the wind everywhere along the seaside. The hillside facing the beach is densely packed with beautiful white houses, and lush tropical trees are scattered among the white houses, making the city even more natural. The winding stone road is clean and bright, and the flowers and plants are fragrant everywhere beside the road...... As the sun sets, the first lights on the promenade illuminate the bay of Acapulco at night.

After trying his best to save up a week's vacation, Wen Deji ignored the dissuasion of his relatives. I set foot on this land by plane with a tour group.

Because, in another Shijie, this tourist city in the Western Hemisphere has another name - Port of Hope.

Here, he wants to find memories of the past.

In the twilight of dusk, Wen Deji wore a short-sleeved shirt and beach pants, and a slightly silly little yellow hat. Sit in an open-air restaurant perched on the cliffs of La Kebrada on the shores of Acapulco Bay and listen to classic Mexican songs by local female singers. Overlooking the surrounding scenery. In a nearby seat, there is also a group of Chinese tour group compatriots who also wear small yellow hats, who are listening to the explanation around the tour guide holding a small red flag.

However, neither the emerald forests, nor the golden-colored shores, the jewel-colored waves, nor the fiery Latinos of mixed race could lift his spirits. In the twilight of the sunset, he just looked at the terrain and mountains that seemed to be somewhat familiar, and was silent for a long time.

- Here and now, only he knows that five hundred years ago in another time and space, there used to be a city called Port Hope in this land, inhabited by an Indian princess named Maka, and a reckless traverser who accidentally broke into that Shijie......

However, here, apart from the vaguely familiar bays and mountains, he could not see any traces of his past.

To be exact, there was no trace of his activity at all.

-- There has never been a port of hope in this space, let alone a Chinese-speaking Mexican emperor.

Because, this is not the shijie he once lived, struggled and changed.

With a long wistful sigh, Wen Deji unscrewed a bottle of tequila from a local manufacturer, and poured it directly to the mouth of the bottle without using a cup. A mellow and sweet liquid immediately poured into his throat and burned his throat like a fire. And the peculiarly rich aroma of wine, like the steam that opened the floodgates, suddenly rose from his stomach, and then quickly spread to all parts of his body.

Accompanied by a slightly drunken drunkenness, the scenes that he experienced in Yishijie were deeply memorable, and those things that had made him cry, laugh, happy, distressed, worried, melancholy, regretful, and proud quickly flashed in Wen Deji's slightly chaotic mind again.

However, by this time, all this seemed to have become a cloud on the horizon, gradually disappearing with the wind, out of reach.

However, Wen Deji knows that his wonderful adventure may not be over yet, and there is likely to be another chance to make a comeback.

- Due to the haste of the retreat, Director Ma was stranded in that time and space, and he was unable to come back together.

Therefore, after a certain period of time, as long as Director Ma does not accidentally die over there, a new wormhole will inevitably be induced again. And Wen Deji also has a glimmer of hope for returning to the other shijie, ascending to the supreme throne again, and reuniting with his wife and children.

So, he threw the empty bottle over the railing and watched it fall from the cliff and then shatter on the reef by the sea.

In the dim twilight, it seemed that he had once again seen the wonderful image of Princess Maca pouring wine for him, grilling fish for him, and singing and dancing for him.

- Honey, wait for me, I will definitely come back!!

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PS: Tomorrow is the end of this volume. (To be continued......)