Hijacking the Timeline

Feng Qi possessed an exceptional talent for cultivation technique research. This wasn’t mere boasting; he consistently ranked first in his grade level and was hailed as a prodigy by all his teachers.

Following the instructor’s movements in the video, he quickly mastered the 272 sets of cultivation exercises.

As time passed, Feng Qi discovered a problem during his practice.

He realized his body was utterly incapable of storing spiritual energy.

The spiritual energy he absorbed into his body would dissipate within moments.

He could only speculate that this might be due to his current state as a living dead.

Therefore, Feng Qi decided to focus on mastering the cultivation exercises first, intending to test their effectiveness in the real world later.

After repeatedly reviewing the videos, Feng Qi grasped the core principles of the cultivation exercises.

Determined to bring these exercises back to reality, he felt that merely learning them wasn’t enough. What truly mattered was understanding the underlying logic behind the cultivation technique’s energy flow.

Bringing back an improved version of a cultivation technique from the future would inevitably cause a sensation, and he needed a plausible explanation.

After a moment’s thought, Feng Qi had an idea. He decided to establish himself as a genius in cultivation technique research.

By continuously developing (or rather, plagiarizing) new cultivation techniques, he could avoid external scrutiny and gradually make it seem normal. Eventually, people would consider it abnormal if he didn’t develop a new technique for an extended period.

When he finally introduced a truly novel cultivation technique, the world would simply think:

”After all, it was developed by Feng Qi, the once-in-ten-thousand-years super genius. No surprise there!”

A smile crept across his face at this thought.

Just keep plagiarizing, you shameless bastard. Super genius, my ass! He~tui!

The venomous Narrator chimed in, interrupting Feng Qi’s self-aggrandizing fantasy.

Having mastered the future version of cultivation exercises, Feng Qi decided not to browse other techniques, as he had already exhausted his guest account’s allotted searches.

Returning to the search page, he resolved to check the future fates of those around him.

First, he searched for his best friend, Mo Fei. Hitting the search button, the results immediately appeared on the screen.

Due to the overwhelming number of people with the same name, he clicked the filter button and adjusted the historical time range to 2000-2300, changing the gender to ”male.”

Clicking the search button again narrowed the results to just over a dozen entries.

Among the photos, he immediately recognized his best friend, Mo Fei.

The Mo Fei in the photo had snow-white hair, wore a black eyepatch over his left eye, and had a gaunt face. He was dressed in a blue uniform.

Opening the detailed profile, text appeared:

Mo Fei (Employee, Viper Technology Research Institute)

Lifespan: 90 years

Cause of Death: Early exposure to high radiation from psionic materials during research left lasting health issues. At age 90, old injuries resurfaced, leading to his passing at the Third United Military Hospital.

Date of Death: March 18, 2095

Lifetime Achievements (Honors): B-Class Employee at Viper Technology Research Institute, B-Class Human Elite Medal, Outstanding Graduate of the Technology Academy, Creator of the X-Series Androids, Researcher for Project X (Virtual Reality Technology)...

Mo Fei’s achievements left Feng Qi speechless.

Not only had he lived to the age of 90, but he had also accumulated a mountain of lifetime achievement awards.

Recalling the grand ambitions Mo Fei had often shared during their casual chats, Feng Qi now realized he hadn’t been boasting at all—he had actually accomplished everything he set out to do.

Meanwhile, Feng Qi himself had achieved nothing and died young.

After closing Mo Fei’s profile, a message popped up on the screen:

Visitor access. Remaining character information retrievals: 1.

”This is ridiculous! Power-hungry bastards deserve a miserable end!”

With only one retrieval left, Feng Qi began considering whose information would be most valuable to access.

After a moment’s thought, he typed in the name of the history teacher, ”Wang Jinsheng.”

After filtering the search, Old Wang’s detailed profile appeared:

Wang Jinsheng (Historical Figure)

Lifespan: 187 years

Cause of Death: Visitor access restricted.

Historical Achievements: Visitor access restricted.

Evaluation: At the age of 39, after realizing that teaching alone couldn’t change humanity’s fate, Wang Jinsheng resolutely enrolled in Star City Academy to pursue advanced studies in cultivation technique research. Upon graduating with honors, he joined the Tiger Soul Research Institute, where his groundbreaking research significantly advanced human evolution and development, benefiting generations to come.

Feng Qi: ???

The history teacher, Old Wang, known for his volatile temper in class, was actually regarded as such an outstanding figure by future generations, even hailed as a historical great. Feng Qi never would have imagined this.

What puzzled him, however, was why Old Wang’s historical records required special authorization to access.

Similarly, cultivation techniques rated five stars or higher in the database also required corresponding permissions to view.

Logically, since combating the invasion of domain creatures required the collective effort of all humanity, there shouldn’t be any restrictions on sharing cultivation techniques with the entire human race. Setting access permissions seemed to be putting the cart before the horse.

Could there be some hidden reason behind this?

Just then, the Narrator’s voice interrupted Feng Qi’s thoughts.

You turn to look in the six o’clock direction and sense danger approaching!

Hearing this, Feng Qi immediately whirled around and saw a figure shrouded in black mist drifting through the metal corridor into the underground plaza.

Three crimson eyes flickered faintly within the darkness, and a twisted rune crystal was branded on the figure’s forehead.

A domain creature?!

Though he had never encountered one before, Feng Qi had often heard his teachers lecture about domain creatures in class. He knew they were branded with rune crystals and understood the terrifying extent of their power.

”Narrator, I need your help! Give me some guidance!”

Whatever you do, don’t run. Your speed is no match for a domain creature. The correct approach is to lock eyes with it, stare it down, and then roar, ”What are you looking at?!” ...Well, at least you’ll die with some dignity!

Feng Qi, following the Narrator’s instructions, stared intently at the domain creature. But as he heard the second half of the advice, his expression gradually turned bewildered.

Just then, the black mist-shrouded domain creature suddenly attacked, its form flickering as it lunged forward, leaving afterimages in its wake.

Waiting for death wasn’t Feng Qi’s style. He immediately clenched his fist and charged forward.

But before his fist could land, the creature’s sharp fangs pierced through the black mist and tore through his throat.

The dense black mist rapidly enveloped him, and his consciousness began to fade.

The familiar sound of chewing echoed in his ears as his vision gradually darkened...

When Feng Qi opened his eyes, he saw a pale gray ceiling. The laptop on his desk was still playing the video ”Fundamentals of Cultivation Technique Research.”

Realizing he was back in reality, Feng Qi let out a long sigh of relief.

Even though he had experienced death once before, the suffocating sensation of near-death still left him shaken.

He turned to see Mo Fei diligently reviewing his notes. The clock in the upper right corner showed it was 11:20 PM.

Feng Qi clearly remembered that it was the same time when he had decided to take a nap.

This meant that while he had spent so much time in the future dream realm, time in reality had remained frozen.

Moreover, Feng Qi noticed he had grown stronger again.

This time, he could clearly feel his bloodline value had increased, as if his body was brimming with inexhaustible energy.

With each heartbeat, blood surged through his veins, creating a rhythmic, tidal-like roar.

Just as he had previously speculated, strengthening himself in the dream realm provided a synchronized feedback to his physical body in reality.

(End of the Chapter)

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