Zhang Ze calculated and found that one small dinosaur represents ten years, and each tombstone represents a time he died and came back to life in the Mountain and Sea Secret Realm.

Looking at these records, he wasn't amazed by his own miracles but pressed on the notebook carefully. 𝑓𝘳𝑒𝑒𝓌𝘦𝘣𝘯ℴ𝑣𝘦𝑙.𝘤𝑜𝑚

"The material of this book is amazing, not ruined after so many years?"

Zhang Ze studied the material of the notebook for a while but couldn't figure it out, so he helplessly flipped further.

After turning several pages, his records appeared again.

[Ah, this is uncomfortable, God Li is out, now I'm the only one left here, don't know how he's doing outside, hopefully not bullied.

[Luckily, I wasn't idle while here, those dinosaurs are now used to me, or without God Li here, I fear I wouldn't sleep well.]

After flipping several pages again, Zhang Ze found a bunch of scribbled words.

Although he wrote it himself, it was hard to decipher.

After recognizing for a long time, Zhang Ze could barely make out what he wrote back then.

'Yay! Released from prison!'

Seems like some kind-hearted person summoned me out again.

"My handwriting is really ugly."

After commenting on himself, Zhang Ze continued to look down.

The next page, he's 'back.'

[This life went pretty well, ended in peace. Just a pity God Li doesn't recognize me anymore, and now he's like a glutton, it's impossible to get close, can't even afford it.

[But what's up with those Demon Race? Why did they suddenly start Immortal Cultivation? With their crazy disposition, things are likely chaotic up there.

[I have to think of something.]

...

Zhang Ze continued flipping through, most of the latter lives were miserable, largely running around with people, various escapes.

Dodging with tribes to avoid the Demon Race's pursuit, the Barbarian Race's pursuit, and avoiding pursuit by Innate Gods and Demons.

Until one life, he met a sane Old Fox Demon, this life he didn't form a tribe but roamed the Primordial with the Old Fox Demon.

And upon the Old Fox Demon's death, he learned the method of Demon Pill creation from him.

The Demon Pill method was brought to Mountain and Sea after his death in that life.

The Mountain and Sea Secret Realm served as his mysterious revival point, dying here means he'll revive in place.

After reviving in place countless times, Zhang Ze finally sensed a trace of Spiritual Qi.

Zhang Ze continued flipping, wanting to see what truly happened to him back then.

The next page was yet another pile of scribbled madness, completely illegible.

Probably was about to write when summoned above again.

Kept flipping, but there was nothing more.

Zhang Ze originally wanted to see himself as the Human Emperor, wreaking havoc across the Four Continents, but the latter part was clean, not a single word.

"Eunuch state?"

Zhang Ze scratched his head, puzzled.

He calculated the time, combining Horror Saint's narratives and his own situation with Li.

He realized that afterward, he and Li, except for this time, never returned here again, only sent back a Golden Core method.

"Strange?"

Thought for a long time, Zhang Ze had no clue, whether triggered by PTSD or otherwise, he felt this place was suffocating.

Secured the pigeon diary, Zhang Ze began meandering along the shore, pondering how to return to the Four Continents.

Going back wasn't hard, just being summoned again, but figuring out how to bring people along was troublesome, he'd boasted and couldn't go back on his word.

Not to mention the memory loss upon leaving, even more troublesome.

Zhang Ze felt this life was rather exciting, he didn't want to forget it.

While walking and thinking, Zhang Ze suddenly kicked a stone.

Looking down at the black stone, he suddenly had an idea.

...

In Fucheng, Junior Sister sat cross-legged on the Observation Platform, gazing at the still flashy pink Holy Tree.

Zhang Ze's sphere was in her hand, rubbed until smooth and shiny.

But while rubbing, the sphere suddenly began to vibrate.

Junior Sister was startled, quickly placed the sphere on the ground, but this time it didn't do any high-frequency shaking, rather it obediently wrote some characters on the ground.

[Sister, let me borrow your bird.]