# 1915
Chapter 1915
The Return of the Man from the Future
"What should we do then? Should we help?"
An Qingyu didn't answer. He tucked away the walkie-talkie, his grey eyes flickering with a faint glint as he seemed to be lost in thought.
Suddenly, he猛地 lifted his head to look into the distance.
Through the grey mist, a figure walked toward him with hands in pockets, unhurried and calm.
"Hey, how's the integration going?" 【Chaos】 glanced at his arm and grinned. "Looks like you're making good progress?"
An Qingyu stared at Him coldly.
"What do you want?"
"Don't be so hostile... I'm just here to discuss something."
Under An Qingyu's gaze, 【Chaos】 simply sat down on the ground and spoke unhurriedly. "The situation in Great Xia lately seems quite interesting. I want to make the plot even more thrilling..."
"You're going to spark the final battle?" An Qingyu raised an eyebrow. "But my integration still needs some time. 【Black Goat】 probably hasn't spawned many offspring either, right?"
"None of that matters." 【Chaos】 waved his hand.
"Then what does matter?"
"I've waited long enough. That's what matters most."
"..."
"Destroying a civilization must never be done all at once. You have to torment them slowly, let them feel despair... then trample every ridiculous moral and rational thought underfoot, driving them into primal madness! The process is what makes it enjoyable. If you just use brute force to wipe them all out at once, what's the difference between that and casually crushing a whole ant nest?" 【Chaos】's eyes shone brightly.
"Since you've already decided, why come to me?" An Qingyu said flatly. "I can only stay here. I can't help you."
"I came to borrow something."
"What?"
【Chaos】 reached out and pointed toward the direction of the factory through the mist.
An Qingyu's eyes sharpened.
"Don't worry. I just want those specimens you've collected... I won't touch your little toys." 【Chaos】's eyes seemed to pierce through An Qingyu's thoughts as he continued leisurely.
An Qingyu stared at Him for a moment, then gave a slight nod.
"Fine."
"Tsk, too bad you can only stay here. You won't get to see such a spectacular show. What a pity." 【Chaos】 seemed to remember something and casually pulled out a second phone from his pocket, tossing it in front of An Qingyu.
"As an exchange, take this... You should have a way to connect to Great Xia's signal network, right? That way, you can feel somewhat involved."
With that, 【Chaos】 turned and walked toward the factory without looking back.
An Qingyu stared at the phone on the ground, then reached down to pick it up.
"Involved, huh..."?
...
Great Xia.
Night Watch Headquarters.
"Day after day... this work is absolutely killing me." In the first-floor office hall, several figures in purple cloaks walked out slowly. Su Zhe rubbed his neck and sighed helplessly.
"When there's vacation you say you're being neglected, but now that you're working you complain about being tired." Su Yuan rolled her eyes. "You're impossible..."
"Is that my fault? Who could have predicted that our current job would involve coordinating with 【Utopia】... So many people, these past few days have blurred my eyes."
"Our original duty was to explore the mist and handle matters within the mist. Coordinating with the Oath Society is part of the job too, you know. Look at the 【Knights】 next door—they're busy with logistics every day. We've got it pretty good already..."
"Zhenzhen's right. The mist is gone now, all the divine kingdoms have been purged. Our work has gotten much easier." Fang Mo nodded.
Su Zhe sighed, then suddenly thought of something. "By the way, what about those companions of yours—the Golden Immortal proxies?"
"..." Fang Mo's expression turned somewhat awkward. "That last incident seems to have hit them hard. They thought their strength was already sufficient in Great Xia... Now their confidence has taken a blow. They found a nearby location and said they wanted to go into seclusion for training."
"Training? Training for what?"
"I have no idea."
"..."
The group walked out of the headquarters building. Su Zhe was about to say something more when Fang Mo's eyes suddenly sharpened, and he猛地 turned to look in a certain direction!
At almost the same moment, Lu Baoyou placed his hand on the hilt of the Straight Blade at his waist, his spiritual power instantly surging. A pair of暗红色的羽翼虚影 unfurled behind his back, and he stood ready for combat!
"Who is it?! What's wrong?!"
As the two Klein peak-level auras were released without reservation, the others' expressions also changed. They turned to look in that direction.
Through the stairwell, a temporal vortex materialized from nothingness. An ancient and mysterious aura suddenly descended!
A god?!
Sensing a trace of divine might emanating from within, Fang Mo's expression grew grave.
"Wait... are you kidding me?! This is Night Watch headquarters!" Su Zhe's eyes went wide. "Who's bold enough to—"
Before he could finish, a figure stumbled out of the temporal vortex!
It was a figure cloaked in grey, a long blade hanging at his waist. His aged white hair was stained with blood and grime. He burst out of the vortex at astonishing speed,一闪便 appeared in front of Fang Mo and the others!
At that speed, Lu Baoyou didn't even have time to draw his blade.
"Who are you...?" Fang Mo recognized the aged face before him and stopped mid-preparation to strike.
"Commander Lin— where is Commander Lin?!"
...
Night deepened,
When Lin Qiye snapped back to awareness from beside the chessboard, the courtyard had already fallen into darkness.
He checked the time, rose from his seat, and walked straight toward Night Watch headquarters.
Ding—
In the darkness, a crisp phone ringtone sounded.
"Hello?"
"..."
Lin Qiye's footsteps suddenly stopped. "What did you say?"
After hanging up, Lin Qiye's brow furrowed tightly. Without the slightest hesitation, his form vanished into shadow, and when he reappeared, he was already at the entrance of the headquarters medical wing.
"Commander Lin!" Fang Mo and the others stood up immediately when Lin Qiye materialized.
"Is he inside? How is he?"
"Director Yue said his injuries aren't severe, it's just—"
"Just what?"
"His lifespan doesn't have much left."
Lin Qiye's gaze hardened. He pushed open the door to the ward.
Inside the ward, an elderly man with white hair lay on the hospital bed. His body was connected to various complex medical devices, his face haggard and worn.
"You came..." The old man spoke hoarsely as he saw Lin Qiye approach.
"Wang Mian." Lin Qiye walked to the bedside, his spiritual power quickly scanning the man's body.
"You... came back from the future?"
"Yes."
"How far into the future?"
"Five days."
"Five days?" Lin Qiye seemed to think of something, his brow furrowing slightly. "Only rewinding five days and it's already cost you so much lifespan... You came back to warn us about something?"