Hearing Jiang Qiao's doubts, Yang Ling sighed and said helplessly, "Brother, you already know I'm an old monster."
"I was indeed absent during the early Nether Era."
"But when my homeland first connected to the Yellow Springs Road."
"I wasn't absent."
"The Great Escape hadn't happened yet."
"Although I didn't enter the Yellow Springs Road, I still learned something about its circumstances and the results of its first exploration. I even knew some things in considerable detail."
"Using that as a foundation, and combining it with the information obtained through archaeology over the years."
"It was easy to determine the origins of the two worlds."
"What I couldn't learn."
"Were the specific events that happened during those eras—for example, how the humans from my homeland guided the civilizations of the two worlds. Or what exactly my homeland encountered that led to the birth of the calamity."
"Like the Black Tide..."
"For example..."
"Autumn Frost."
"What I couldn't know were those specific details, not some broad framework of major events."
He knew about the Yellow Springs Road, knew its origins, and even knew what happened after it first connected, such as the Great Sundering and the birth of Sea Star.
He also knew about the preparations made before the escape, and the coordinate anchor point for the homeland's arrival on Sea Star.
In fact.
There had not been only one escape route back then.
The Yellow Springs Road was one.
The Great Tunnel used by the Small World he was in was another.
Besides those.
There were several other passages.
Some succeeded, while others encountered accidents halfway through, resulting in the complete annihilation of everyone involved.
Knowing this basic information.
Combining it with some things passed down on Blue Star.
And making reasonable deductions.
With his experience as an old monster,