For the time that followed, Gu Chen once again immersed himself in research.
After all, once he understood it, he only needed to replicate it with Chaos.
Then he began experimenting again and again.
Until he could return.
A wanderer far from home...
He had a wife and children at home, friends and family too.
Why wouldn't he go back?
Was he supposed to turn into a madman amid the changes of ten thousand years?
Gu Chen had never believed in the idea that more effort somehow meant less.
There were some things where, as long as you did them, there would definitely be a result, whether good or bad.
Amid the day-after-day repetition, Gu Chen grew so bored that he sometimes could no longer feel the passage of time.
Sometimes he would sit for an entire day, and once he slept, it would be for at least a month.
Including the time spent on his experiments, he did not even know whether two, three, or perhaps five years had passed.
Given endless time, anyone would grow weary.
If he had merely wanted to pursue strength, Gu Chen had already achieved his goal. But he wanted to be greedier than that—for example, to bring a few people along with him and live somewhat like a normal person.
At the very least, no one in this era remembered him, and no one knew of him. It was almost enough to make Gu Chen increasingly restless. He would not do things like spreading word of his own existence to gain the faith of the people, nor did he intend to get acquainted with anyone.
"Another failed experiment."
Standing atop the snowfield, Gu Chen watched the Time Dragon King's Godhead explode with a boom. After using a few methods to compress the