Chapter 001: The Salted Fish's Thoughts

Wang Bo knew that his luck had always been quite good.

For instance, the first ability he gained was Superman's steel body, and the second was surprisingly Ripple Qigong, which could simulate the power of the sun, allowing Wang Bo to improve himself around the clock.

As for the third time, it was the Spartan bloodline that granted Wang Bo magical power, compensating for the final weakness of his Superman-like steel body.

And the first time he traveled through worlds, he met Laura as soon as he got out of prison.

The second time he traveled between worlds, he had only stepped out the door when Gwen came to him.

As for the third time traveling through the world, he discovered that Yin Ruiji had a problem.

As for the fourth time, needless to say, there was an additional queen Anna who did not exist at all.

As for the lottery draws, Wang Bo remembered that the first time should have been the Four-Dimensional Pocket, the second time was the Gourmet Tablecloth, the third time was the Horse Talisman, and then the good luck kept coming.

Copy Mirror, Woodcutter's Spring, Celestial Fragrance Life-Extending Dew...

He even got a magic lamp out of it.

But occasionally, Wang Bo would also think that he couldn't keep being lucky forever; perhaps one day in the future, he might also run into bad luck.

But Wang Bo did not expect that retribution would come so quickly.

After four worlds of smooth sailing, in the fifth world, Wang Bo encountered a very big problem.

He randomly replaced a man named Wan Ming, becoming an ordinary low-level member of society on Hong Kong Island.

According to the information Wang Bo inherited, Wan Ming was an ordinary employee working at an auto repair shop.

Around him, there was none of the plot that Wang Bo was familiar with.

Therefore, Wang Bo was completely unable to determine which world this was based on the information left by Wan Ming.

This is very awkward.

If he couldn't determine what world this was, or which characters were from the plot, then how was he supposed to screen for transmigrators?

In fact, Wang Bo was well aware that even if he knew the characters and which world this was, finding the transmigrator would not be an easy task.

In the first four worlds, the reason he could find the transmigrators was not due to anything else, but luck.

These transmigrators practically delivered themselves to his doorstep.

However, Wang Bo was even more aware that the world was so vast; occasionally there might be one or two transmigrators, but as long as they didn't actively make a fuss and blended into ordinary life, trying to find them would undoubtedly be as difficult as scaling the heavens.

One must understand that in this era, there were seven billion people living on Earth. Trying to find a single time-traveler among seven billion people was no different from looking for a needle in a haystack.

It was true that Wang Bo was proficient in dozens of witchcrafts, but not one of them could be used to find a time-traveler.

Even if he took out a magic lamp and made a wish, the genie of the lamp would have no way to help.

He is omnipotent, yet not all-powerful.

Even a magic lamp would have no way to find a transmigrator among a population of seven billion.

And what's worse, what if the transmigrator is someone I don't know?

This is not an impossible thing; in fact, it is very possible.

There were so many people across the myriad worlds, and Wang Bo only knew a few. Occasionally, there would be transmigrators he didn't recognize; unless they revealed themselves, even if Wang Bo met them face to face, he might not know who they were.

In this way, the difficulty of finding the transmigrators would undoubtedly be greatly increased.

To be honest, if it had been at the very beginning of his transmigration, Wang Bo would not have cared at all about such a thing.

Because what he dreamed of was living an ordinary, mundane life; he didn't care at all about time-travelers. Not finding them was just fine—he could peacefully live his own small life.

But here's the problem!

In Di Renjie's world, Wang Bo had taken two concubines, Hanyue and Yushu, who were still waiting for Wang Bo to return and reunite. Could Wang Bo abandon them and live happily alone in a new world?

Hmm... Wang Bo thought carefully, and it seemed there was nothing wrong with it.

After all, with Wu Zetian's care, the two women would never have to worry about food or drink for the rest of their lives, living happily and without care.

Why shouldn't I live happily in the new world.

If the time traveler can't be found, so be it; it's not a big deal.

Once the transmigrator dies of old age and there are no more transmigrators in this world, wouldn't I be able to move on to the next world?

With the magic lamp in hand, Wang Bo could achieve immortality by making just one wish, and he could completely outlive the transmigrators.

Moreover, the myriad worlds actually have many good things.

For example, a time machine!

Maybe one day, I'll be able to get a time machine.

With a time machine, there would be even less to worry about.

When he returned to the world of Di Renjie, even if the seas turned to mulberry fields, it wouldn't matter. With the time machine in hand, he only needed to jump back to the era of Wu Zetian's ascension to see his two concubines.

Perhaps to the two women, Wang Bo had never left at all.

Thinking this way, he didn't seem to be in a hurry to find the time-traveler.

Hmm... let it be.

If he could encounter a transmigrator, that would undoubtedly be excellent; if he could not, then he would simply outlive the other party.

When the other party died and there were no more transmigrators in this world, it wouldn't be too late for Wang Bo to leave.

Until then, let me just live well in this world.

Harboring this kind of salted-fish mentality, Wang Bo pulled the magic lamp from his fourth-dimensional pocket, rubbed it a few times, and summoned the red genie of the lamp.

"Great master, please make your wish."

"First wish: immortality." Wang Bo said.

For Wang Bo, immortality was very important; it was his trump card for outliving other transmigrators.

Because neither Superman nor the bloodline of Sparta could guarantee Wang Bo immortality.

For example, in many DC worlds, there are elderly Supermen. Unless one becomes a Golden Superman or an even more powerful Thought Robot Superman, Superman will eventually grow old.

In Devil May Cry, when Dante appears, his hair is already white.

So immortality is very important!

The genie of the lamp nodded, exerting his magical power, and streaks of golden light swirled around Wang Bo. In an instant, Wang Bo felt his entire body brimming with vigorous vitality.

Now he was already immortal.

With the magic lamp, it's just that simple.

Even though the genie of the lamp couldn't make Wang Bo live until the Earth exploded, living for several thousand or even ten thousand years should not be a problem.

Thus, Wang Bo had enough confidence to outlast the transmigrators.

After putting away the magic lamp, Wang Bo took out the Woodcutter's Spring and the Gourmet Tablecloth, then threw the Gourmet Tablecloth into the Woodcutter's Spring.

The goddess took out an upgraded version of the gourmet tablecloth. "Excuse me, did you drop this gourmet tablecloth?"

"No, I dropped a different one."

“You are truly an honest child, so this gourmet tablecloth is yours.”