"...These are two methods?"
Gently holding the two Light Orbs that had floated into his hands, Chiba carefully read the various streams of information transmitted into his mind. Slowly, he raised his head. The chains formed by words in his mind, symbolizing rules, gradually shimmered with different colors in his eyes. His pupils trembled and shifted slightly as though reading, and a faintly distant voice emerged from his mouth.
"Choose one."
At this moment, the past Chiba, whose body had faded into a humanoid mass of mist after losing the Light Orbs' radiance, spoke.
Yet his tone seemed to carry an added sense of remoteness, abruptly giving rise to an ethereal feeling, as though this misty humanoid figure stood right before him but was actually already somewhere very, very far away.
"What's wrong with you?"
In response, Chiba's gaze, filled with flowing numbers, runes, and words that formed chain-like patterns, stretched slightly toward his past self. His brow furrowed faintly.
Was it an illusion?
Why did it feel like my past self was getting farther and farther away from me? He was clearly right in front of me, but his presence was becoming more and more distant... or rather, more and more faint?
At this time, as the Light Orbs fed him a series of information, Chiba's field of vision—or rather, his perception—within this gap continuously expanded. Along with it, as his skin tingled faintly in waves, he gradually began to sense the vacuum around him. As he looked at his past self now, though the misty humanoid figure was plainly before his eyes, it was starting to seem somewhat illusory within his perception.
It felt as though the person was here, yet had already gone far away.
"I've already given you everything I was meant to give. After all,