Wenren Sheng eagerly called back the Puppet Man, then briefly submitted the incident report.
Great King Town would naturally be merged away. Letting them remain there would be a dead end.
Before long, their town would silently become a true ruin.
He had not been this happy in a long time, because this expedition had allowed him to explore unprecedented Time Power.
It was only a beginning, but it was immensely precious.
The beginning of everything was difficult.
Afterward, Wenren Sheng plunged headfirst into his study and began researching the Space-Time Folding Technique.
He had to quickly turn his previous insights into genuine knowledge...
Combining the lectures from those experts and professors with his fresh, firsthand experience, and finally relying on his genius and wise mind, he believed he would soon succeed in his research! One month later...
"Ah! Why is it still not working?"
Wenren Sheng cried out inwardly.
As a perfect person, he could not vent casually, so he could only howl inside his head.
It was too difficult.
For the past month, he had worked over eighteen hours every day, yet his ideas about space-time folding still remained theoretical, unable to touch upon its essence.
He vaguely understood that this was because his Mystery Points were still not high enough.
After all, that had been an event worth 99,999 Mystery Points.
He only had 5,466 now, barely exceeding the five-percent mark.
It seemed he could only keep raising his Mystery Points limit.
Thinking this, Wenren Sheng reluctantly gave up researching space-time folding.
What a pity. If he succeeded, he would not need to worry about Timelines.
So he continued with his daily tasks...
Meanwhile, in Hot Continent.
On a vast grassland, within some remote tribe.
Dilapidated dome-shaped thatched huts, mosquitoes and flies swarming everywhere, huge pits