One day later.
Wan Tiancheng strolled through the city streets.
Looking at the unfamiliar metal skyscrapers and aircraft around him.
Wan Tiancheng felt strangely as though he had arrived in some advanced alien metropolis.
Yet the Ordinary Humans wandering everywhere around him barely gave him some sense of belonging.
It made him feel that, in this environment, he was not some freak.
After casually finding a flower bed to squat beside, he watched a little boy in the distance use a special water gun to spray out an animated Gundam bubble, dueling against a Tyrannosaurus Rex bubble controlled by another child.
He truly could not make sense of what era this place's technological level belonged to.
Even a child's water gun had been made to resemble a magical artifact...
"Who knows what era of high technology this is from..."
While marveling at the advanced technology around him.
Wan Tiancheng looked at the display atop a certain skyscraper—Transmigration Era: Year 1, September 11, 16:55:22—and could not help sighing.
"Who could have imagined that three years ago, this place was merely an Earth from a twenty-first-century Parallel World..."
As far as he knew.
At this point in time, after undergoing genetic adjustments that eliminated all sorts of physiological defects, the Ordinary Humans on Blue Star now commonly possessed an average lifespan of five hundred years. As technology continued to develop, perhaps five hundred years from now, that could rise to several thousand years, or even tens of thousands of years...
As for intelligence, physical constitution, and the like, they had likewise improved tremendously.
Now, any random old man on the street could have been placed in an earlier time period and sent to compete in the Olympics, where he could have won medals in the triathlon...
"At this rate of progress, in