A voice suddenly reached his ears—Theresa's.
"Hey, it shows that you've already woken up and are sitting on a beach. The setting appears to be ancient Canghai City."
"Go find the owner of the Stigmata and soothe his resentment."
"Hold on a moment."
Zhao Bai was utterly bewildered. "Principal, how did you establish communication with me? Even when my consciousness is inside the Stigmata Space, you still won't let me have some peace and quiet?"
"It's Bronya's Quantum Communication."
Though only two people were communicating, a third voice came through.
Zhao Bai's tone suddenly softened.
"So Bronya made it. Could it be an ability of Heavy Cannon Rabbit 19C?"
"That's right."
"Sigh, your voice is probably my only comfort in the Stigmata Space."
Outside, Bronya and Theresa sat beside the lab bench. Zhao Bai's words were amplified through the speakers and echoed through the laboratory. Theresa was deeply dissatisfied, while Bronya remained silent.
Her face was expressionless.
Yet her hand tightly gripped the hem of Zhao Bai's clothes.
"Not fair!"
"Principal, what kind of fairness do you want?"
Bronya's reminder only made Theresa even more indignant. So angry that she clutched the corners of her skirt with both hands and lightly bit her lower lip, she could not say a word.
Hmph!
The writing on the stone stele was quietly changing. Bronya noticed and began reading its contents aloud. It seemed to reflect Zhao Bai's interference with history.
Of course, Zhao Bai had not traveled through time. It was merely the Stigmata making corresponding changes in response to his actions.
Bronya found it interesting.
Especially this line:
When the bonfire was lit at the end of the sea abyss, no matter how dazzling an existence might be, all of them paled before Him. The age of many gods came to