"What is this place?"
Jiang Qiao froze.
The empty, void-like world had vanished, and the old suspension bridge was nowhere to be seen.
Before his eyes stretched a bustling street. Beneath the afterglow of the evening sun, young women and married ladies in short skirts walked around with milk tea in hand, while young men in slippers laughed loudly.
Neon lights flickered.
Traffic streamed by.
The crowds packed around the snack stalls made Jiang Qiao feel a wave of familiarity.
"This is..."
"Bin City?"
Suddenly.
Memories from eight or nine years ago surged into his mind. He turned around sharply. On a building more than ten meters behind him, several large words were clearly written: "Bin City Long-Distance Bus Station."
"Holy shit!"
"Isn't this where the dream began?"
"Did I come back?"
"Or is this an illusion?"
Jiang Qiao was shocked. His gaze swept across the surrounding area. The perception range of his "Dual Pupils" was enormous, and the whole of Bin City lay within his field of vision.
From the large to the small.
From buildings to living people.
Every detail surfaced precisely in his mind.
There was no problem.
This was Bin City.
At least, he had not detected any sign of an illusion. Every person, every building, and even his own body was real, without the slightest hint of falseness.
With his current strength.
Even a Half-God could not imitate reality so perfectly that he would fail to notice anything abnormal.
But...
"It's only a memorial tablet."
"Its interference with the time coordinates wasn't that serious. How could it have sent me straight back to nearly ten years ago?"
"Something's wrong."
Jiang Qiao looked left and right.
This was the place where he had transmigrated to Blue Star.
Even the date was unchanged.
July 31.
He still