Somewhere.
Chen Feng just watched quietly. He saw the disaster on Qinghe Mountain and saw everything, but this was history that had already happened in the past, and he could not change it!
Or rather...
He could not change it.
Until he felt that aura, one he was more than familiar with, flash by—the gene reagent he had specially crafted that day had been used!
Had it already been used?
Chen Feng looked into the distance. Surely, doing this shouldn't count as changing history, right?
After all...
Everything was the same as history.
Swish!
The memories in his mind flickered slightly, but they remained almost entirely unchanged.
Chen Feng sensed them.
In his original memories, the status of his parents was built upon countless overlapping reports, each with its own narrative: a ninety-nine percent chance of confirmed death, and a one percent chance of being missing!
This was the content of the original reports, and now...
Chen Feng recalled the reports he had seen. They were still a mix of missing and dead, only the reports confirming them as missing had increased somewhat!
Of course.
These reports all came out in the days following the incident. In the years that followed, because Chen Jianguo and his wife never appeared, so...
They were once again confirmed dead.
My memory hasn't changed, and everything is as usual.
Chen Feng breathed a sigh of relief.
As for his parents...
Chen Feng thought of the effect of that bottle of gene reagent he had made, feeling a slight sense of reassurance in his heart. He took a deep breath. What he was able to do really amounted to only this.
This should...
Not count as cheating, right?
"Let's go."
Chen Feng rose to his feet once again.
Clutching the child, he quickly vanished into