Blackness spread before his eyes.
Feng Qi felt as if he were accelerating through a fall, surrounded by an intense sensation of weightlessness.
The process had no end as he kept plunging toward a bottomless abyss.
Just then, the narrator's wretchedly smug voice woke him from his gradual descent:
Aha, little bro, the foreman's pushing hard. Why are you still sleeping? At your age, how can you even sleep? Get up and move some bricks!
The narrator's voice was like light tearing through the darkness, instantly awakening Feng Qi and freeing him from the encirclement of negative emotions.
Opening his eyes, Feng Qi reached for the enhanced Mental Soothing Potion on the table and gulped it down.
A cool sensation spread through his mind, and the surging negative emotions were gradually suppressed.
"Phew."
Letting out a long breath, Feng Qi finally broke free from the influence of his negative emotions.
"Narrator, thanks."
Don't thank me yet. Things were too tense on the Future Dreamland timeline, so I haven't settled a score with you. Based on the intel you obtained, the body you're using now might be mine. So you forcibly took over my body. How are we settling this?
"That was just wild speculation. It doesn't count."
Bullshit. Why do I feel like your analysis was perfectly reasonable? You must have done something to me and taken over my body. Give it back already.
"Where's the evidence?"
As he bickered with the narrator, the analysis he had made back then surfaced in Feng Qi's mind.
Just as the narrator said, his analysis was actually very reasonable.
Every time he had previously opened a Sacrifice Timeline, the Main Timeline would lose all perception of the outside world and directly appear in the future world fifteen hundred years later.
During that gap,