The Great Era Approaches, Frog at the Bottom of a Well?

"Found them."

"Gene match rate is eighty percent. The bloodline is correct, with limitless potential."

Uncle Zuo nodded and continued, "This afternoon, the Third Miss has already set off to personally retrieve them."

Wuzhou Group also had its own genetic research institute. Though not as advanced as Chang Sheng Gene, it was more than capable in this regard.

"Eighty percent?"

Hearing this, Zhou Yunqiong's eyes lit up faintly.

Clearly, she was pleasantly surprised by this result.

After all, this was no ordinary bloodline—it was hardly weaker than that of the Zhou Family's ancestors.

Especially that eighty percent match rate, which was absolutely unprecedented.

Otherwise.

It wouldn't have warranted the Zhou Family's Third Miss going to fetch them in person.

"Also, forces like Chang Sheng Gene and Tianshen Technology seem to have discovered extraordinary bloodlines of their own. They're preparing in secret, but this is their top-secret information—we can't dig it up."

Uncle Zuo recalled another matter and continued, "It seems they're also harboring thoughts of competing with us."

After the mutation, the stronger the bloodline, the greater the future achievements.

The major powers, led by Wuzhou Group.

Though they were already formidable and had prepared for years.

To be safe, they naturally sought to gather those with such bloodlines.

Once nurtured, they would become a major combat force, helping them seize the initiative in future conflicts.

"Is that so?"

Zhou Yunqiong responded, "The great era is approaching. I can hardly wait."

Indeed, in her eyes, the current age was far too dull.

The same old story, over and over.

And she had to endure the pain of gradual aging. But the new era would be different—everything would change.

She possessed the Zhou Family's powerful bloodline, destined to be a protagonist.

Thus.

Zhou Yunqiong looked forward to the future with great anticipation.

Mythical abilities, extended lifespans, formidable physiques, commanding the elements, standing above all—that was what she truly desired.

"Yes, when that time comes, our Zhou Family won't have to stay hidden anymore. We can step into the light."

Uncle Zuo thought so too. The Zhou Family was one of China's oldest clans.

But for thousands of years, the world had lain dormant, and divine signs had concealed themselves.

This era.

Was simply too unsuitable for them.

Of course, he also knew that when the time came, it wouldn't just be China. The same would happen abroad. Several civilizations might clash in the most brilliant of collisions.

"Alright, I have a feeling the mutation is drawing closer. Tell the people below to rein themselves in."

"Right now, it's best not to stir up any trouble. Wait for the final moment to arrive."

Zhou Yunqiong didn't dwell on it further and gave her orders.

After graduating from university.

She had begun to involve herself in major family and corporate affairs, becoming one of the decision-makers.

So her commands carried considerable weight. Apart from the family head and a few elders, everyone had to obey.

Upon hearing this, Uncle Zuo immediately nodded: "Yes, Eldest Miss. Rest assured, I'll handle it."

With that.

He withdrew.

Only Zhou Yunqiong remained.

Still wearing her haughty demeanor, she walked to the window and stood in the faint moonlight.

From childhood to now, wherever she went, she was always the absolute protagonist. Even when the new era arrived, it would be no different.

Involuntarily, Zhou Yunqiong suddenly thought of Lu Yuan—the one who had once secretly admired her and confessed publicly, only to change his former warmth at the class reunion, becoming somewhat indifferent.

In the past, she might have probed deeper, wanting to know why.

But now, everything was different.

The gap between them would only grow wider. Eventually, they might never see each other again.

Why bother seeking trouble over someone like that?

"In the end, a frog at the bottom of a well."

Zhou Yunqiong recalled that day at the hotel entrance, and the corners of her mouth couldn't help but curl into a trace of mockery.

But none of it mattered anymore; she would completely forget it all.

Early the next morning.

After driving all night, Lu Yuan finally returned home.

Many things had happened during the time he was away.

But in the end, everything was settled.

The last two divine objects were also fully in hand.

In the courtyard, the Bodhi Ancient Tree still stood quietly, its green leaves swaying in the wind.

But unlike before, the mysterious Dao resonance emanating from this myth-laden ancient tree had grown even richer.

To the point that anyone approaching could feel their thoughts become clear, able to focus, unmoved by external distractions.

And the Bodhi leaves had also turned a deeper green, brimming with vigorous vitality.

Of course, this required careful observation.

Lu Yuan only noticed because he knew what was coming and looked more closely.

"It's August twenty-first now, just ten days left," he murmured to himself, knowing that during this time, he couldn't go anywhere for now—he could only wait quietly for the anomaly to descend.

The preliminary preparations were also complete, with nothing overlooked.

Three months.

Being able to gather this many divine objects was already quite good.

Once the new era arrived, he could follow the memories of his past life and implement a new plan.

Then.

Lu Yuan moved the Great Luo Sword Embryo and the Wordless Stone Tablet into the villa.

But he didn't head straight for the underground secret chamber; instead, he first turned on the TV, then prepared to wash up.

He had fought a great battle the night before, and though he hadn't suffered any injuries, there was still some dust on him.

After everything was done.

Lu Yuan had just changed into a fresh set of clothes and stepped out of the bathroom.

When the news broadcast from the TV reached his ears.

[Last night at around eight o'clock, a meteorite fell on the outskirts of Wuzhou City. Fortunately, no one was injured. Next, we bring you other news.]

That's right—yesterday's meteorite incident was glossed over on TV in a single sentence, without even an explanation.

It even claimed no casualties.

"Someone really is choosing to hide the news, huh... but can they actually hide it?"

Seeing this, Lu Yuan smiled, understanding it was meant to stabilize public sentiment.

But how long could they keep it under wraps?

He said nothing more.

He simply picked up the Great Luo Sword Embryo and the Wordless Stone Tablet, then placed them in the underground secret chamber.

All the divine objects he had collected before were also stored here.

But Lu Yuan didn't choose to linger.

He went straight back to his room to sleep.

In truth, with his current physique, going days and nights without rest was no problem at all.

But what Lu Yuan wanted was to greet the day of the anomaly in his best possible state—because that day was far too important.