After all, this was a battlefield. The Senior Engineer did not chat with the other party for long, merely tossing out a few simple conditions, such as increasing the number of national-treasure-level scientists from one to three, along with four Ascension buildings and ten different types of Tier Four profession knowledge.
Unfortunately, he did not know the other civilization's background. Otherwise, the Senior Engineer could have tailored his demands and freeloaded even more.
The moment he hung up, another unfamiliar communication came in.
It was an extremely peculiar number. What made it peculiar was that its coordinates were actually located in the Origin Universe!
What kind of call could communicate across universes? And who had leaked his communication number?
The Senior Engineer pondered for a moment before finally activating the communication—
"Hello?"
"I am Lightshadow Cicada. I obtained your communication number from Madam Du."
"General Lightshadow Cicada? You returned from the future?"
The Senior Engineer was stunned.
"Not exactly. I am still on the future timeline of the Origin Universe. This is one of my special abilities. I need your help..."
Lightshadow Cicada's situation was apparently urgent as well. He quickly explained everything in a few words.
"...So you're saying that Queen Blade, Madam Ba Ren, and the surviving forces of the Bureau of Temporal Administration jointly sealed the Old World Lord, but the entire timeline was severed by your actions. So you want to use my means to repair the timeline?"
"Yes."
The Senior Engineer did not deny possessing the sword technique to "repair timelines." Everyone was smart, so there was no point in playing such little tricks. He merely asked with concern:
"Who told you?"
"Madam Ba Ren."
The Senior Engineer's tense heart immediately relaxed. Thank goodness, thank goodness. As long as it was not Queen Blade, things