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      I Really Didn’t Want to Be the Savior

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      by post_api [The story took off at chapter 62 and exploded at chapter 92. This is the tale of an ordinary man pushing himself to become the Savior of Civilization.] Born ordinary, Chen Feng found himself a thousand years in the future during a dream, witnessing humanity’s Doomsday. He woke from the nightmare that destroyed everything, returning to reality where nothing had changed. He stood at a crossroads, lost and wandering. Should he be a shameless copycat, burying himself in mediocrity, eating and waiting to die? Or should he be a lonely Savior, stepping forward courageously onto the endless path of struggle? Fear of the unknown and dependence on reality made him hesitate, unable to decide. That day, he discovered that just by selling three songs, he had sparked a technological revolution for Civilization. His heart began to race. The butterfly had flapped its wings. That day, the woman who would be the mother of his unborn child, on the eve of Doomsday, said she was pregnant. His fury began to boil. The boy became a father. Born as a human, one must carry heavy burdens and press forward. Chen Feng decided to shoulder everything. “I will make this war burn forever, until it has consumed your Civilization.”
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      Chapter 1: My Dream Was Actually Real

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      by post_api Chapter 1: My Dream Was Actually Real Far on the horizon, the morning sun lazily rose, just half its crown showing. A rosy morning glow stretched across the sky. Chen Feng curled up his legs and sat alone by the window, gazing at the morning glow, petrified like a statue. His expression at this moment was subtle. Melancholy, confusion, shock, and regret were all mixed together like an abstract painting. He looked back and examined his room. It was clean and tidy. A faded, washed shirt hung on a wire…
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