"Luo Xia, I've been trying to calculate the point in time you're in from the future, but I need more information. I need you to take part, to an appropriate degree, in important events in the world and leave something of yourself behind, but please be careful. Also, don't try to find me at this point in time. The power of the Eye of Agamotto will make the timeline you're in even more chaotic."
That was the entirety of The Ancient One's message to Luo Xia.
Luo Xia didn't know what method The Ancient One had used, but the message had come through smoothly, without pauses or delays. That seemed like a good sign. The Ancient One appeared to have found a more precise way to send him messages.
That meant The Ancient One was probably closer to finding him. Unfortunately, Luo Xia could only receive messages for now; he couldn't reply.
It was as if something lay between The Ancient One and him, turning their communication into a one-way channel. That was probably because Luo Xia knew nothing about time and had no abilities in that area, while The Ancient One wielded the Time Stone, a priceless treasure.
But after hearing The Ancient One's message, Luo Xia felt the problem had only grown more serious.
What did it mean to take part in important events in the world to an appropriate degree? The words "appropriate" and "careful" clearly implied some limit, but that limit was vague.
"What a shame. If I didn't have this restriction, I'd go take a lap around the Island Nation. I bet the whole world would remember my name."
When Luo Xia had realized he'd returned to the time of World War II, his first thought had been to cross the ocean and slaughter everyone