Bai Ye frowned deeply. Knowing the right answer yet being unable to work out the process was incredibly frustrating.
Everything seemed to be unfolding according to the correct history, yet there were many details that felt almost right but not quite.
As he pondered, suddenly—
It was midnight.
In the Mind Space, the minute hand on the enormous Golden Dial steadily advanced by one tick.
Bai Ye's time increased by another minute, bringing it to 4 minutes and 22 seconds.
"It can still increase!?"
He sprang up from the bed, delight flashing in his eyes.
This was one of the few pieces of good news.
But amid his excitement, Bai Ye was also puzzled. Why could he still gain a minute every day after returning to a hundred years ago?
Could his time ability truly be part of the [World], rather than stemming from the desynchronization between a transmigrator's soul and time?
Or had the flow of time already changed a hundred years ago?
Forget it. Whatever the reason, gaining more was a good thing.
Bai Ye instantly stopped worrying about going back. If I stayed here for a month, wouldn't I have thirty minutes when I returned?
Just as he thought that, the minute hand on the Golden Dial moved back one tick.
"Fuck! What the hell? Who stole my time!?"
Ding!
[New Era Deity does not belong to the current timeline. Maintaining its existence by force requires the consumption of time energy.]
"Fuck! I want to go home! I want to go home!"
A life where he could not accumulate time was meaningless. Staying here was nothing but wasting his life.
Bai Ye had initially thought crossing through time required one minute. Now it seemed that every day spent in the past cost him a minute!