After thinking for a moment, Qin Mu waved his hand.
"Boom..."
All the restrictions within the seclusion chamber activated at once, blocking out every attempt to probe inside.
Once everything was done, Qin Mu sat cross-legged on the cushion and took a deep breath. Then he contacted the system:
"System."
"Fuse the ten Extra-Large Red Packets."
Soon, the system's notification rang in his mind:
[ Ding! ]
[Beginning fusion of Super Red Packet!]
[Estimated fusion time: one hundred thousand years.]
[Please wait!]
"What?"
Hearing the system's notification, Qin Mu was instantly stunned, his face full of disbelief.
"One hundred thousand years?"
"Th-that long?"
Qin Mu had thought that once the fusion began, the ten Extra-Large Red Packets would immediately become one Super Red Packet, which he could then open right away.
Who would have thought the fusion would take so long—one hundred thousand years?
Even Qin Mu, with his firm resolve, was shaken by such a lengthy fusion.
After all, in the mortal world, one hundred thousand years was enough for seas to turn into mulberry fields and for the world to undergo countless cycles of change.
"Phew..."
After a brief pause, Qin Mu let out a long breath and sighed to himself:
"Forget it!"
"One hundred thousand years it is!"
There was nothing Qin Mu could do but wait.
Meanwhile, on the Primordial Land.
The Human Race's Fortune churned violently.
After Human Emperor Xuanyuan attained the Dao and entered the Human Emperor Realm, the Human Race, once unified, had again fallen into a struggle that split it into many factions.
In particular, with the successive rise of Zhuanxu and Shaohao, both human kings, the Human Race entered an even more intense era of rivalry.
Both Shaohao and Zhuanxu bore the aura of emperors, and Human Tribe after Human