Control time?
Chi Xiu was stunned. He could actually control time!
That was already a bug-level ability. No matter how advanced this group's technology was, how much chance did they have against a god who could control time?
As if sensing Chi Xiu's disbelief, the white-clad Chi Xiu smiled faintly and waved his right hand. Chi Xiu's vision blurred for a moment, and his body swayed forward.
He looked around and realized that he was outside the Soul Guidance Research Institute.
He was currently walking inside.
This was not spatial teleportation. They had returned to one minute earlier.
The white-clad Chi Xiu walked ahead and said with a smile, "Once you become a god, you'll understand. These abilities are nothing more than trivial tricks."
Xu Ruocheng and his sister stared around in shock as well. They did not dare speak, afraid of saying something wrong. After all, the person standing before them was a god.
A god from legend.
They increasingly felt that the Empire's weapons designed to target gods were nothing but a joke. Those scientists had definitely never faced a god directly like this. All their designs and theories were merely empty talk on paper.
Upon entering the Soul Guidance Research Institute again, the white-clad Chi Xiu ignored the scientists' renewed shock and asked directly, "Where is the Time Machine?"
The scientists looked toward Xu Ruocheng. They had immersed themselves in research all day, their communication devices confiscated, so they had no idea what had happened outside.
They still regarded Xu Ruocheng as the Crown Prince.
"Take us there," Xu Ruocheng said.
A scientist in a white uniform nodded, his expression calm as he led the way.
That was how they were. They followed orders and conducted research, never considering the consequences their work would bring.
The scientist