In a grand palace with red and black colors, a fat and blonde Shang stood in front of the God.

When Shang saw this past version of himself, he nearly exploded with anger for some reason.

He hated his past self.

Just the way he was standing there with uncertainty nearly made Shang scream with anger.

He was so weak!

His body was weak!

His mind was weak!

His willpower was weak!

He was indecisive, empathetic, and knew nothing of the world.

However, even though these emotions appeared in Shang's heart, he didn't lose control.

He ignored his past self and focused on the God, who looked at the older version of Shang.

Even now, Shang still couldn't feel the God's power.

"I need to think for a second," the young Shang said as he rubbed his chin in thought. "I'm kind of running out of questions."

"Take your time," the God said with a smirk as he leaned back on his throne.

The younger Shang kept trying to come up with a good question, but it became harder and harder to come up with one.

He knew that he would only gain the answer many years from now, and by then, he should know a lot more.

Yet, this was also an incredible opportunity.

But it was so hard to grasp and use correctly.

What question could he possibly ask that might save himself in the future?

his future

point, his future self should already have a group of friends, several contacts, and maybe

part of some sort of striking force

he would be a

he would be a

had said, the Sixth Realm

such a person possibly

wasn't

an issue. After all, Shang had

also asked about

to become more powerful was difficult

his future self possibly

how much Shang thought about it, it was just too difficult to

him that he had no

got an idea as he looked at

read Shang's mind, and

smart," he

Shang nodded.

should I ask

heard that, he realized how

Shang had no idea what he should ask about, but the

what Shang would

course, since this was essentially wasting a question, Shang would only get the answer to the actually useful question when he reached the

also

just continued smirking as he looked at the

didn't seem to have manipulated Shang's memory

probably dying to know

question should

to reach the Eighth Realm without the help of

current Shang heard that, his heartbeat accelerated with

an

memory cut off at

would only get the answer to that question when he

Shang was reevaluating his opinion

was pathetic and weak, but that question was extremely

mortal Shang had asked the God a question to help

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