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"Warning, warning, strong magnetic field gravity is continuously increasing, please disengage as soon as possible..."

Accompanied by a piercing alarm, in the vastness of space.

A spaceship was violently shaking.

"Do I have to be this unlucky?"

In the spaceship's cockpit, a man about 1.9 meters tall was struggling to control the ship, his expression a mixture of annoyance and frustration.

"After finally finding the way home, you think this can stop me?"

Gritting his teeth, the man did his best to stabilize the increasingly uncontrollable direction of the spaceship.

The man's appearance was similar to that of Earthlings, but if one looked closely at Chu Feng's eyes, the difference could be discerned.

A pair of light blue irises, with pupils in the center that were silver-white, making them look both eerie and special.

This was Chu Feng, who had traveled from Planet Taibo to Earth!

To be precise, he had accidentally transmigrated to Planet Taibo from Earth.

It was just that, for some reason, he had possessed this body.

Planet Taibo was a highly developed civilization, at least not comparable to Earth.

Everything felt like a dream; he had lived there for a long time.

However, what he had always yearned for were his hometown and his family.

By chance, Chu Feng discovered his hometown, that beautiful Earth, on the interstellar charts.

But Earth had already been discovered by a Level Four civilization!

Given the disparity in levels, Earth had no power to resist this Level Four civilization!

Upon receiving this news, Chu Feng anxiously sold all his possessions.

He purchased an interstellar spaceship, the exploration-class vessel he was currently piloting, and followed the discovered interstellar coordinates to find his way home.

Thanks to the highly advanced technology, the fully automated spaceship could be operated by Chu Feng alone.

Originally, everything had been proceeding in an orderly fashion, according to plan. The spaceship was almost at the Milky Way.

Unexpectedly, he encountered a temporal storm, a once-in-a-century event. An accident occurred during wormhole transit, and the spaceship was caught and pulled by the temporal storm.

"Increase thrust!"

"Yes, Captain!"

The spaceship's AI faithfully executed his command.

"Increasing thrust, energy decreasing by 1%... 2%..."

Coming from so far away had only consumed less than 10% of the reserve energy, and now, in just a few seconds, such a massive amount of energy was being depleted.

"Disengagement failed, approaching..."

The AI's reminder plunged Chu Feng into despair.

This temporal storm seemed like a cat playing with a mouse, deliberately toying with Chu Feng.

When he increased the thrust, it increased the suction, preventing Chu Feng from escaping.

"If you die, you face the heavens; if you live, you live forever! I'm fed up!"

Chu Feng was also getting angry!

"Change direction and charge directly into the center of the storm!"

"Yes, Captain!"

Even though it was a situation that was almost certainly fatal, the AI unhesitatingly carried out Chu Feng's orders.

With the aid of the auxiliary particle thrusters, the spaceship, which had been slowly pulled, accelerated towards the center of the temporal storm at an unprecedented speed!

Chu Feng admitted that he was gambling! Because there was a legend that someone had encountered a temporal storm before, and that person had broken free by charging through the center of the storm!

He didn't know the truth of the matter, but more facts told him that few who encountered temporal storms had ever returned alive!

He prepared the escape pod, which would be his only hope for survival at the last moment.

Although it felt a bit like self-deception.

If the spaceship couldn't withstand it, how could an escape pod?

Under the acceleration of gravity, the spaceship's speed display had become ineffective!

That was the result of exceeding the speed limit, and the consequence of exceeding the limit was that the spaceship had surpassed the speed of light!

Time seemed to stop at this moment, even thought itself seemed to cease...

Time felt as if it had become eternal!

In the last moment before losing consciousness, Chu Feng seemed to see a pattern resembling a Taijitu!

It was so mysterious, so beautiful, and then Chu Feng lost consciousness.

When he opened his eyes again, the scene before him made Chu Feng freeze in place like a wooden stake.

The familiar streets, the air filled with car exhaust and smog.

Faintly, he could hear familiar local accents...

"Where am I..."

He thought he was going to die, but he never expected to return to Earth!

Looking at his reflection in the glass door beside him, Chu Feng was a little slow to react.

"What's going on?"

Looking at his reflection in the glass, Chu Feng could say with certainty that this was definitely not his appearance on Planet Taibo.

Black hair, black eyes, wasn't this his appearance before he transmigrated?

What the heck?

A fleeting dream? A daydream?

"Master, is this your hometown?"

A synthesized voice sounded in Chu Feng's mind.

This was the personal processing terminal that everyone on Planet Taibo had, a highly intelligent system that helped him manage his daily life and was linked to his brainwaves. Chu Feng called it Xiao Meng.

"Xiao Meng?"

Hearing Xiao Meng's reminder, Chu Feng also reacted.

He definitely wasn't dreaming, because Earth didn't have this black technology yet...

"Finally back!"

He never imagined that through some twist of fate, he had actually returned to Earth, and back to when he was young!

"Are you going to deliver something?"

A sentence in his native dialect interrupted Chu Feng's thoughts.

Hearing the familiar local accent, Chu Feng's heart was filled with mixed emotions, but mostly excitement.

Seeing the young man staring blankly and not responding, the middle-aged man shook his head and drove his three-wheeled vehicle away...

Leaving behind only a sigh, "So young, and already foolish, what a pity..."

Chu Feng, who had snapped back to reality, was speechless. He had actually been mistaken for a fool.

He let out a wry smile and didn't mind.

Following the road he had longed for, he slowly arrived at the entrance of his apartment complex.

Chu Feng's hometown was a prefecture-level city in Jiangnan Province, Hailing City.

Hailing was a crucial hub for water and land transportation, connecting the south and north, serving as the gateway to the central part of Jiangnan Province. Since ancient times, it had been known as "a vital water and land passage, a strategic throat of the prefecture." Over 700 years ago, Marco Polo traveled to Hailing and praised it, saying, "This city is not very large, but it possesses abundant worldly happiness."

With the nation's Yangtze River Economic Belt development policy, Hailing also benefited from the development boom.

Factories and high-rise buildings sprang up one after another, and the per capita income level increased year by year.

Chu Feng's apartment complex was also a product of that era: a resettlement community.

Following the road he had yearned for, he arrived at the bottom of a residential building.

The building was only five stories high and had no elevator. Chu Feng's home was on the fourth floor, which wasn't ideal.

In the past, Chu Feng often complained about the inconvenience of carrying things up the stairs.

The closer he got to home, the more nervous he felt. He was about to see his parents, whom he had missed dearly, but he felt a little hesitant to meet them, afraid that it was all just a dream.

"Oh, Chu Feng, you're back?"

The familiar local accent felt so warm.

The one greeting him was his downstairs neighbor, Grandma Zhao, a kind old woman who often invited him over for meals.

Because it was a resettlement community, everyone in the complex was from the same village and knew each other well. Unlike many modern communities where neighbors were indifferent, sometimes not even knowing the name of the person across the hall after years, here people were close.

"Yes, I'm back. I graduated."

Chu Feng greeted her with a smile.

"Then hurry back. Your mom went grocery shopping early this morning and bought a lot. She must know her son is back."

Grandma Zhao chattered on; old people always liked to talk.

"Oh, Grandma Zhao, come over for dinner at my place."

"No need, I've already cooked at home. I'll eat with your uncle when he gets back."

After greeting Grandma Zhao, Chu Feng turned and went up the stairs.

He quickly reached the fourth floor and stood in front of the familiar door, staring blankly for a long time.

"Master, why aren't you going in?" Xiao Meng asked, puzzled. His master had always talked about going home every day, but now that he was home, he was lingering at the door.

Although an artificial intelligence, it found it difficult to comprehend human emotions.

Without replying, Chu Feng took a deep breath and knocked on his family's door.

"Who is it? Come on in."

A familiar voice came from inside the house, and the door opened.

It was the memory that had tormented him for decades, his mother, whom he missed day and night.

His mother was only 45 this year. She had given birth to Chu Feng at the age of 20, and the years had left their mark on her once smooth and bright face.

"Smash it, my son is back! Why didn't you call so your dad could pick you up?"

"Mom, I..."

Before he could finish speaking, tears streamed down his face uncontrollably. He hadn't cried in years, not even when he was struggling alone on Planet Taibo for so long, but he couldn't help it when he saw his mother.

As long as his parents were still around, he had a place to return to. He was back.

He hugged his mother and cried, releasing all his emotions.

His mother's eyes were also red.

"Oh my, you miss your mom after just a few months away. You're all grown up, and you're still crying..."

Hearing his mother's nagging, which used to annoy him so much, now felt like something he could listen to forever.

His mother pulled him inside.

"Mom, your grandson is back."

His grandmother, who was watching TV in the living room, came over when she heard his voice.

"Oh, my dear grandson is back! Let Grandma take a look. Your mom bought your favorite dishes this morning."

When he was little, both his mom and dad had to work, so his grandmother basically raised him.

His grandfather had passed away from illness when Chu Feng was four years old, leaving his grandmother alone. She doted on Chu Feng, spoiling him immensely. When Chu Feng was about to go to school, she cried for a long time in her room, which made Chu Feng feel very bad.

"Grandma, I'm back."

After venting his emotions, he finally felt more normal.

"It's good that you're back. Your dad will be home from work soon, and the food is ready. You can eat when it's time. If you're hungry, eat first."

His grandmother had always spoiled him, often making his father jealous.

"It's okay, I'm not hungry. I'll wait for Dad."

"Son, today I cooked your favorite braised chicken and sweet and sour pork trotters. I've been busy since this morning. You're in for a treat later."

"Of course, Mom's cooking is unbeatable!"

He gave his mom a little flattery, and she immediately became happy. All the hard work she had put in all morning felt worth it.