Unlike the River of Time I knew, which was composed of the "past, present, and future,"
this time, what he saw was a "River of Time" that spread outward like a hedgehog ball, with himself and Song Youyou as its nodes.
Is this thing really the River of Time? And not a sea urchin of time?
Song Shuhang himself was filled with doubt.
Yet at this moment, he could clearly understand that this hedgehog-, sea-urchin-ball-shaped thing was the River of Time!
Understanding was understanding; he didn't even have a reason for why he understood.
It was just too blurry...
Even after desperately opening all his "Quasi-Immortalized" eyes, it was still like trying to see flowers through a fog, or like suffering from extreme myopia.
Perhaps I need a lens?
Something like Senior Three-Eyed's monocle, hooked onto his forehead—it looked rather interesting, didn't it?
As Song Shuhang thought, he stubbornly tried several more times.
But no matter how he operated them, this was the absolute limit of what his Quasi-Immortalized eyes could see.
If this is all there is... then it's completely meaningless.
When something was as blurry as flowers seen through fog, completing it could only rely on filling in the blanks oneself or blindly guessing. It was practically as unreliable as low-end fortune-telling.
After displaying every meager method at his disposal, Song Shuhang finally gave up.
For now, being able to see this pixelated, sea-urchin-ball-shaped River of Time was the limit of his status as a "mortal."
If he wanted to see more and farther, he had to level up again or borrow some other external force.
Borrowing external force wasn't actually shameful.
Just as humans had learned to use all kinds of tools and finally reached the top of the food chain, external force could make people stronger.