The Time Machine of the Future

Li Qing was speechless inwardly.

In the next thirty thousand years, was this the only "major" event in history?

The sun came out, the Celestial River collapsed?

None of us made a move, and everything was resolved?

In his own seven thousand years, a new era had already emerged every few hundred years, with one crazy buildup after another.

Yet the following thirty thousand years were equivalent to nothing happening at all.

"Does that mean my future self spent a full thirty thousand years slacking off? Could I have been fishing here for thirty thousand years?"

Li Qing was speechless.

His future self was a total salted fish.

"Still, my future self didn't die. He survived the bottleneck of nine thousand years and was still fishing at thirty thousand years. He must have found the Longevity Method behind the scenes and succeeded by now."

Although he had never communicated with his future self, the version of himself from that era should have had a great many more trump cards hidden up his sleeve.

After receiving confirmation that he would definitely succeed, Li Qing felt considerably more at ease.

Nor did he intend to travel personally into the future and communicate indirectly with his other future self, exploit a bug, and obtain the Longevity Method technology of his self from thirty thousand years later.

Because from his perspective in Atabia's mind, secretly watching Atabia travel through time was fine, but traveling through time himself would expose his existence.

After all, the previous Timeline had contained all sorts of anomalies. One could say that Meng Yi had been behind them in prehistory.

But now, he had suddenly sensed another anomaly appearing in the Timeline.

No matter how foolish Atabia was, he could immediately detect that another God of Time was lurking in