Chapter 353 - 252: Child of the World and the Origin of Slaughter

"Soul Anchor?"

Han Zhan had heard the term "anchor" from Nuannuan more than once.

Hearing it again, he couldn’t help but ask, "So, what exactly is an anchor?"

"If you understand time as a river, wouldn’t an anchor be easier to understand?"

If time is a long river, then an anchor should be something that fixes a specific moment.

Han Zhan seemed to grasp something.

Nuannuan continued, "The Slaughter Battlefield is fixed above the Anti-Xia Alliance using an anchor because the Slaughter Battlefield has stolen my ability, allowing it to traverse different time periods and use them as battlefields."

Gongyang Jin nodded slightly.

She had deep experience with this.

Those familiar with the history of the City of Extreme Evil know that every time the Slaughter Battlefield opens, everyone is transported to a new, unfamiliar place.

Every Slaughter Battlefield has been different, making it full of unpredictable variables.

Like Gongyang Jin, the last time she entered the Slaughter Battlefield, it was the Ancient Battlefield, and this time it’s a modern metropolis.

So that’s how it is.

"As for the Soul Anchor."

Nuannuan paused, looking at Han Zhan, "As the name implies, it uses the soul as an anchor to select a time world that belongs uniquely to it in the river of time."

"This is also why you ended up here."

A harbor set with one’s soul as the anchor in the river of time!

So, "Gui Hun Port" means this?

This is why Han Zhan came to a world he was familiar with in the Slaughter Battlefield.

"But what does this have to do with our critical point of turning the tables against the Origin of Slaughter?"

Han Zhan still didn’t understand.

Even if this world was chosen with his soul’s memory as an anchor, under the suppression of the rules and origin of the Slaughter Battlefield, how could they turn the tables?

On this point, Nuannuan provided an explanation.

"You need to understand what the essence of the Slaughter Battlefield’s existence is."

"The Origin of Slaughter is just an origin; it can’t create battlefield after battlefield. At most, it’s a ’referee’ imposing rules."

Referees are indeed strong, possessing the ability to formulate rules.

But a referee is just a referee; it doesn’t belong to any world.

"And you’re different."

"I’m different?"

"You once belonged to this world."

A response that struck the soul.

Han Zhan never expected to hear such an answer from Nuannuan.

Yes, he once belonged to this world.

His lips felt dry, his throat moved a bit, but he still asked the question he wanted to know the most, "Can I still... go back?"

"Go back?"

Nuannuan looked at him somewhat surprised.

"Haven’t you understood yet? With the existence of the river of time, every second that flows forward causes thousands of worlds to vanish, becoming mere snapshots in the river of time."

"The world you see is just a former snapshot."

Former snapshot... former snapshot...

Han Zhan’s heart repeated the words, filled with mixed emotions.

He knew he could never return.

"So, I’m a person who once existed in this world, I belong to this world, while the origin, with its ability, is just a referee making rules. Is this our difference?"

After collecting his emotions, Han Zhan spoke.

"Correct." Nuannuan affirmed Han Zhan’s statement and added, "You are not only a person who once existed in this world, in this Slaughter Battlefield, you also have another identity."

Identity?

Role identity?!

"My role identity is... son!"

In Han Zhan’s initial understanding, his role identity of "son" corresponded to his parents.

But in Nuannuan’s description, it seemed to be more than that!

"You are the son of this world."

"In short, you are this world’s World Son."

World Son, and the Origin of Slaughter.

These two identities correspond to the native inhabitant and the on-site referee.

Logically, in the endless river of time, it’s impossible for randomly chosen Slaughter Battles to have a native inhabitant.

So the on-site referee makes rules, starts the Slaughter Battlefield, and decides life and death, which has always been the basic principle followed.

But this time, with the help of the Soul Anchor, Nuannuan found the world where Han Zhan once existed.

Han Zhan became the native inhabitant, the only native inhabitant.

Naturally, he also became the "World Son"!

"What does this have to do with marriage?"

Nuannuan glanced at him.

"The World Son is favored by the world and is always able to turn misfortune into fortune. You might not even have felt it."

Turn misfortune into fortune?

When thinking carefully, it seems true.

From encountering his mother at Gui Hun Port and being taken home, to spending the first night without pressure under the rules.

In the first encounter with Dream Demon Frog, Han Zhan and his group were actually at a disadvantage, but the Patrolman appeared at the right moment to suppress them with social level, effectively protecting him.

Later, he was bailed out from the cell by his mother Shan Yunmei with bail money, no issues.

Including stock trading, Special Envoy, etc., etc.

Considering all this, his luck after entering the Slaughter Battlefield has indeed been quite good.

If it weren’t for his World Son identity, he might have already been taken out by the Origin of Slaughter, the whistle-blowing referee.

Nuannuan continued, "After marrying you, we could also become people of this world."

"Would that have some special implication?" Han Zhan instinctively asked.

"I don’t know."

Nuannuan shook her head.

She didn’t know, as she had never seen nor experienced such a situation.

The Origin of Slaughter has intercepted countless worlds in the river of time, but never has there been a scene where multiple world natives appeared on the same stage.

But for them, for World Son Han Zhan, this approach is certainly worth trying.

"Try, and you won’t get pregnant."

"Isn’t that a bit premature to say?" Han Zhan reclined tactically.

After all, it’s marriage; what if?

"Isn’t there another way?"

"At least I can’t think of one." After finishing, Nuannuan sat back down, waiting for Han Zhan’s decision.

Marriage.

For Han Zhan from that world, it was a matter his parents eagerly advocated but felt very distant.

Dating, meeting the parents, discussing marriage, betrothal gifts, house and car, engagement - nothing could be omitted.

This was his parents’ greatest hope and concern.

After traversing, Han Zhan once thought he’d never have the chance to fulfill his parents’ expectations and ease their worries.

But fate seemed to have given him another chance.

"I’m stepping out for a bit."

After a long contemplation, Han Zhan stood up, leaving just a brief statement, rushing towards the door.

He closed the door, and soon after.

The two girls with ears perked up in the bedroom heard Han Zhan’s diluted voice faintly through the distance.

"Dad, Mom, I’m getting married."