Myriad Paths Converge as One

"Is this the Time-Space Teleporter?"

In one of the Space Fortress's rooms, Su Ming touched his twitching cheek. Sure enough, this was probably his fault too.

The so-called Time-Space Teleporter looked like an old-fashioned Western public phone booth. It was entirely blue, with grid windows on all sides and a flat roof. Through the glass, there really was a telephone inside.

He must have had some kind of brain spasm and made this thing in imitation of the TV series Doctor Who.

Gothic decorations surrounded it, while huge statues holding swords stood in the darkness. Yet in the middle of the vast hall sat this lone phone booth, with a powerful beam of light shining down on it, making it seem utterly out of place.

"Yes, this is the time machine I created after analyzing the Time Stone. You requested this design. It was once placed in Kamar-Taj, but after Blackstone Fortress was completed, it was moved here for storage. Hardly anyone uses it now."

The Adjutant's little head popped out from inside the phone booth. Like she was playing hide-and-seek, she looked at Su Ming with a cheerful smile.

Su Ming gave a wry smile. So it really was Blackstone Fortress. From afar, the massive fortress had seemed somewhat familiar, but he had not wanted to ask.

"In that case, we have already mastered a way to return, and it seems quite easy." Zheng Xian clapped his hands and laughed. Everything seemed so simple.

The Adjutant's projection passed through the time machine and emerged, saying calmly, "It is indeed very simple. We only need to burn one hundred thousand psychic Synthezoids and activate the Star Beacon to connect to the Warp."

"A human sacrifice?" Zheng Xian tilted his head slightly, visibly uncomfortable with the idea.

"No. They are sacrificing