As a non-mainstream traverser who has no system, grandfather, cannot summon, and has no space to carry, Duke cynically stated that the gold finger is an evil way, a stain on the traverser’s great journey, a dregs, a cancer, and every one has Those who pass the Golden Finger should be cast aside.

Just when he was outraged and vowed to go against the sky even if he didn’t have gold fingers, he heard a voice from another world.

“Hey! Is Duke here? It’s me! I’m Duke!”

“…”

Uh! In fact, we should treat it objectively and impartially, not one-sided…

This book aims to interpret Uchiha Obito from another perspective.

My name is Whirlpool Cube. I am a time traveler and was born in a small village in the Water Kingdom.

Although he is not a noble old Konoha man in the ninja world, he lives a pretty good life. With the foresight of a time traveler and the bloodline of the Uzumaki clan, this is a good start.

Even though the black-haired family trait isn't very obvious, there's still a lot of chakra. Even if I fail, I can just go to Konoha and cling to Naruto's thighs and win until the end. There's no need to panic! The future is bright, win!

It wasn't until I was seven years old, when my mother, Uzumaki Tomino, was critically ill and on her deathbed, that she finally told me my father was a mysterious man wearing a white Uzumaki mask. I looked in the mirror at my twin, tearful Sharingans, touched my prickly spiky hair, and my mind stopped thinking.

"ah?!!!"

If you accidentally receive a chat, you can also pull in various heavenly ways.

Possessing the ability to communicate with Heaven, Lin Tian said that from now on he can defeat everything and his ascending life has begun!

In the world of the Last Valkyrie, the Western gods are about to exterminate humans.

At the critical moment, Xun Yu arrives with the chat group of all the heavens and worlds.

The battle of Ragnarok begins, and humans and gods each need to send thirteen representatives to participate in the battle.

[Group leader Xun Yu: Everyone, the gods of this world want to destroy humans, is there anyone who wants to fight? ]

[One Punch Saitama: It seems very interesting, count me in! ]

[Kakarot Sun Wukong: Group leader, are the gods of that world as powerful as Lord Beerus? Can I come too! ]

[Space Prodigal Hong Kai: Can Ultraman join the battle? ]

"Mr. Yang, how did you create Gensokyo, a paradise where humans, magicians, monsters, ghosts, gods, and other races live in harmony?" "Using a rather heroic method." "What method?" "By marrying local girls of different races on behalf of the humans." "What kind of hero are you?!" "I give gifts to everyone I meet, ask questions when I don't understand, make friends through martial arts, practice and wander, help those in need when I see injustice, visit homes and rummage through everything!" "I treat both the necessary and the unnecessary equally, so it's only natural to emulate the heroes of the East, like Yuwen, Lao Chai, and Zhuge Liang, and marry multiple wives." This is the story of a young man's heroic journey, starting in Gensokyo, to cultivate a broad mind that embraces the Earth and creates a future where everyone can pursue happiness. Performance isn't the key to success, let me tell you! Excuse me, the secret of the Paladins!

What the heck? This is Campione?

Mochizuki Haru widened his eyes and said, “But I’ve already been targeted…”

“A mere Marquis Voban? A mere King of Swords, Tony? A mere martial arts king, Luo Hao? What do they amount to?”

After punching the Marquis, kicking Tony, and even taking a bath with the Cult Leader, Mochizuki Haru said this casually.

Damn, it’s already over thirty chapters in, and now the chat group finally shows up? Seriously?

Though he complained, he still quickly accepted the cheat.

Marquis, kicking Tony, and taking a bath with the sect leader. Day,It's been more than 30 fucking chapters.,It's okay for you to come out of this chat group?

Although someone was unhappy, he quickly accepted the golden finger

"Son of man, what are you longing for after accidentally obtaining the Witch's Book?"

"Power over thousands of people? Supreme power? Inexhaustible wealth? Or is it to explore the truth of the world?"

"I... I long for breasts."

The first world is "God Killer"!

Realization of fantasy is the ability to make the things firmly described in the mind become reality and create something out of nothing. Through the form of imagination, the ability to create natural phenomena, physical phenomena, man-made objects, divine creations... out of thin air.

Subordinate manifestation: Magic Universal Strategy Book, Rule Breaker, haunted by evil spirits;

Intermediate manifestation: Gae·Bolg, Backlight Sword, Teigu Shangri-La;

Superior manifestation: Excalibur, the Lock of Heaven, Lord Camelot, Emperor Keke, Cage Hand of the Sekiryuutei;

Athena's Holy Cloth, God's Power, Simulated Star Chart...Excalibur+Sekiryuutei's Cage Hand, Twelve Trials+Eight Gate Armor...Yueluo? That’s okay too!

Note: The plot of FGO comes later. (This story and characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.)

[Behind the scenes + Cultivation + Chat Group + All Heavens and Worlds]

I, Gu Jianghan, am an ordinary college student who sacrificed himself to save others.

I never expected that the golden finger for time travel was not the system, nor the old man, but myself.

I am the ruler of the old days!

Just when I was about to be driven crazy by this boundless power and completely lose my "humanity", a miracle called [Chat Group of All Heavens and Myriad Worlds] extended an invitation to me across dimensions.

I cautiously suppressed the mental energy that could have contaminated the entire group chat, conjured up a dozen tentacles, and like a Parkinson's patient, typed a friendly greeting on the virtual keyboard:

[Lord of the Old Ones - Gu Jianghan]: Hello, I am Gu Jianghan. May I ask where this place is?

And then... nothing happened.

Three group members suffered cardiac arrest on the spot, bleeding from all seven orifices, and were on the verge of mental collapse. One of them was so excited that he gouged out his own eyeballs.

From then on, the style of the chat group began to become extremely weird.

——The aloof and proud daughter of heaven in the world of immortal cultivation analyzes the "spiritual charm of the Tao" contained in my words every day.

——The seriously injured and dying Daozi from another world regarded every word I typed as a punishment and a gift from God, and trembled with fear.

——There was also a Qigong cultivator from the Dharma Ending Age who was tied to the bed, and every day he was trying to flatter people in various ways, shouting, "Is there any accessory missing from the boss's leg?!"

And I, the great Lord of the Old Ones, can only maintain the mysterious image of a god while silently shouting in my heart:

"Can anyone tell me how to drink a Coke without destroying the world?"