Keyboard Immortal - Chapter 2924

Chapter 1437 Three Kingdoms

“Liu Bei?” The God of Wisdom frowned. “This man is indeed one of the protagonists of this timeline, but his starting point was too low, and his rise to power came too late. He did enough, but it was difficult to change the overall trend. Are you sure you can do better than him?”

As a true god, he could naturally read the original course of this history.

It’s no wonder he had such doubts. As the chosen one of this timeline, whatever he did had the effect of the heavens and earth converging on him. Even if others were stronger or more intelligent than them, it would be difficult for them to do better.

“We can give it a try.” Although Zu An spoke casually, his expression was very solemn.

The God of Memory warned, “Are you sure you’re compatible with Liu Bei’s path? If, after going there, the will of that world senses that you’re incompatible or mutually repelling, you won’t only fail to enjoy any of his fortune, but you’ll also be plagued by misfortune, becoming an existence rejected by heaven and earth. Everything you do will be twice as difficult, and even drinking water might cause you to choke.”

Zu An closed his eyes. Actually, when he was a child reading *Romance of the Three Kingdoms*, he didn’t like Liu Bei much. Back then, he thought Liu Bei had no skills,

only knew how to cry, and couldn’t compare to Cao Cao’s great talent and righteous indignation, or even Lü Bu’s invincibility and the beautiful Diao Chan by his side. But as he grew older and gained more life experience, he realized how rare Liu Bei was.

His benevolence was undeniable; countless examples proved it wasn’t hypocrisy or pretense, but genuine benevolence from beginning to end. Throughout history, countless emperors, if they had the power of divine insight and could choose again, would probably have very few willing to follow their original masters again?

Conversely, the people under Liu Bei, whose regime was destined to fail, were mostly willing to fight alongside him again, continuing to defy fate.

Another thing that moved Zu’an the most was Liu Bei’s indomitable spirit. Compared to Yuan Shao, who came from a family of high-ranking officials, to Cao Cao, who had the resources of the Cao and Xiahou families, and to Sun Quan, who had the legacy of his father and brothers, he was practically penniless. Moreover, his personal abilities weren’t top-tier for that era; in terms of strategy, martial prowess, and leadership, he was only second-rate in the constellation of talent at the end of the Eastern Han Dynasty.

Yet, even after a life of hardship and wandering, past fifty, he never gave up on his dream, ultimately achieving the tripartite division of the empire.

Everyone has many dreams in their youth, always feeling like the protagonist of the world.

But after experiencing reality and being beaten down by society, they gradually realize they were never the protagonist, just ordinary people, and gradually resign themselves to their fate. Only

ordinary people who have experienced all this can understand how rare it was for Liu Bei to persevere through repeated defeats and maintain his dream.

…

Countless thoughts surged through his mind, and Zu’an solemnly replied, “I’m sure!”

“Good.” The gods exchanged a few words and finally approved of his decision.

Zu’an originally wanted to go back to say goodbye to his many confidantes, but was stopped.

The God of Chaos and Mystery said, “You won’t see them even if you go back now. They all have special qualities, and the threads of fate will eventually bring you together again.”

Zu’an had no choice but to give up, and then confirmed some information with the gods before agreeing to set off.

The gods joined forces, and a mysterious power enveloped the surroundings. Then, a spacetime vortex appeared before them, with some scenes appearing and disappearing within it.

Zu’an, holding Qiu Honglei and Princess Liuli’s hands, comforted them as they stepped out.

“He really is a romantic, even at a critical moment he doesn’t forget to flirt with girls.” The God of Joy and Desire’s teasing voice rang out.

“If there were no emotional ties, how could he reconnect with those old friends?” A vague voice said indifferently.

“Do you think he can successfully complete the mission?” As a true god, Meng had never been so uncertain.

“You’d better pray he succeeds,” the Goddess of Love and Beauty said coldly. “This is our only chance to cooperate.”

“He already has the highest probability of success. Considering all the conditions, I’ve calculated his success rate to be a whopping 29.8%!” The God of Wisdom’s voice was no longer as calm as usual, but rather tinged with inexplicable excitement.

He was met with an unspeakable silence.

The Goddess of Love and Beauty left with a cold face, a flash of light in the sky, and the two halos of light, Misty and Hazy, disappeared.

The God of Wisdom couldn’t help but wonder, “Isn’t this good news? Why are they reacting like this?”

A seductive laugh came from the sky from the Goddess of Love and Desire: “After all these years, you still can’t calculate emotions.”

Sensing her departure, the God of Wisdom remained rooted to the spot, silent for a long while: “Is this why my simulation has failed to succeed all these years?”

…

Meanwhile, Zu An felt a sudden dizziness; in fact, this wasn’t the first time he’d experienced something like this.

Opening his eyes, he found that Qiu Honglei and Princess Liuli were indeed no longer beside him.

He wasn’t too worried. With the two women’s strength, intelligence, and special status, they were certainly capable of protecting themselves.

He got up and looked around, finding himself in a simple house, experiencing firsthand what it meant to be destitute.

On the table beside him were some woven bamboo mats and straw sandals, and he was startled; it seemed he had arrived in Liu Bei’s youth.

He wanted to find a mirror, but there wasn’t one in the entire house. So he waved his hand, and a cloud of water vapor appeared before him, smooth as a mirror, reflecting his image.

Except for slightly longer ears and drooping hands, his appearance was largely unchanged. It must have been the power of the true gods who had extracted a wisp of fortune from this time and completely merged it with Liu Bei’s identity.

He was even somewhat dazed, as if he hadn’t just arrived, but had been born and raised in this world for many years.

Pushing open the door, he found himself in the middle of a mountain forest, with some houses scattered in the distance. This must be the village where Liu Bei originally lived.

With a light leap, he flew to a deserted place, casually unleashing a sword aura that sliced through a vast forest.

He tested his various abilities one by one, finding that he could use almost everything.

While relieved, his expression grew increasingly serious. He hadn’t needed to seal any of his abilities, and Liu Bei’s martial prowess in this world was barely second-rate. It seemed this world was far more dangerous than he had imagined.

He then explored the entire village, discovering that the villagers were all strong and robust. He even witnessed an elderly man with white hair moving with incredible speed, plowing an entire acre of land.

These people were comparable to some low-level cultivators.

However, after some conversation, he discovered they were just ordinary people of this world…

From them, he learned the direction of the nearby county town and decided to head there to obtain more information.