My dream connects to three thousand years later.

Chapter 261 The Problem of Cultivators in the Real World! (Fourth Update)
Nuwa No. 17's voice was as always: "Time of death: January 7, 1951. Cause of death: Radiation sickness."

"I almost forgot! If it weren't for my intervention, there would have been two more world wars!" Chu Zhu's face twitched slightly, his heart heavy.

It’s chaos, it’s all chaos!

Lin Xinzhu was Lin Xia's daughter, born in his later years. She died during that time... He probably wouldn't have been able to get married.

“No wonder, the base has degenerated back into a metal base! This time it really is…” Chu Zhu shook his head, organized his thoughts, and cautiously asked, “Nuwa Seventeen, what is my access level? Also, could you please access the surveillance footage so I can see what’s happening outside!”

Immediately, Chu Zhu looked at the permanent Level 1 and temporary Level 2 access levels, and for a moment she didn't know what kind of expression to show.

This seems to be the first time he's seen a temporary access level that's higher than a permanent one...

The next instant, the light screen appeared.

Just as Chu Zhu had predicted, the external environment collapsed back to the original world line.

The third district, where ordinary people live, consists of scattered shantytowns and a steampunk-industrial factory style...

"Speaking of which, now that things have turned out like this, does that mean the Omnipotent One Lineage will still be detonating the nuclear facility around 11 o'clock?" Chu Zhu began to ponder a very serious question.

As is customary, even if the timeline changes, the events still retain a great deal of inertia... and even the traces he left behind in the past haven't changed much...

As long as no earth-shattering changes occur—even if the intelligence he has gathered in the past changes at the micro level of the worldline—it can still be used as usual…

Although the exact principle is unclear, based on this situation... even if the timeline were to jump back to its initial state, those major events should theoretically still occur.

"So next... should I continue to probe the Fifth and Eleventh? It feels pointless, since calling in reinforcements is useless! I was thinking of inheriting some ultimate weapons from previous civilizations, but now I can only wait for the next timeline... Should I commit suicide and go back now?"

Chu Zhu thought about it for a while, then suddenly slapped her forehead: "I almost forgot about this!"

As Chu Zhu left, she dialed Ning Linglong's phone number.

……

After a while.

"...You mean, your supernatural powers can copy other people's supernatural powers? So, you hope... to copy mine?" Ning Linglong stared blankly at Chu Zhu, who was holding her hand.

Even though she knew that supernatural powers were synonymous with miracles, and that her master always said that "it's normal for all sorts of outrageous supernatural powers to appear," she still felt shocked and even disappointed when she heard about Chu Zhu's supernatural powers.

Compared to this, her supposedly amazing supernatural powers seem insignificant now.

"No, no, no!" Chu Zhu shook her head, sincere and serious: "I just have potential in this area, but I need training to develop it! That's why I've come to you now."

If it were just a simple copy, that could be excused. But since it involves practicing skills with the other person, it's obviously going to take a long time... I can't just silently hold Ning Linglong's hand for a whole morning, can I? I have to explain in detail.

Chu Zhu's previous decision was to speculate and replicate the supernatural abilities of the living until all the reset attempts were used up...

Chu Zhu also figured it out at this moment: in the previous timeline, his good brother didn't come up with this kind of supernatural power to replicate living people... This is very strange!
It can't be a matter of time. Decades is too long—even his best friend has figured out how to copy memories… After much thought, Chu Zhu began to suspect that cultivators might have appeared too late! After all, even his best friend, in the previous timeline, focused primarily on body cultivation! And it was mentioned when the Heavenly Court was established that at that time, there were only body cultivators, not immortal cultivators…

Is it possible that the path to immortality in the pre-civilization era was actually problematic...? Although Lin Xinzhu was an immortal cultivator, she lived until the extremely unusual 22nd century... If it really was only after her good brother died that a few immortal cultivators sporadically emerged, then that would explain why they couldn't develop supernatural powers.

Since there isn't a single cultivator among them, how could they possibly develop such skills?!
Given all these circumstances, Chu Zhu decided not to place all her hopes on her good brother and chose to take matters into her own hands and be self-reliant.

This was something Chu Zhu realized after seeing his best friend die—he had always been used to dumping everything on his best friend and just lying around waiting for things to be done…

While it's not necessarily wrong, it's definitely an irresponsible idea, and one that could very well cause problems in the future.

He should cultivate the habit of accepting support from his good friends without hesitation, since they are all "me." However, even if his good friends can't help him, he shouldn't be discouraged; he must strive on his own! He must be independent and self-reliant!
Time passes bit by bit.

Chu Zhu's brows furrowed even more deeply. Ning Linglong, however, had begun to see something interesting in Chu Zhu's face, and she began to scrutinize him with great interest.

then……

Accompanied by a terrifying explosion.

Chu Zhu subconsciously looked out the window. In the direction of the factory, thick smoke was rising and then rapidly expanding.

“…This is bad.” Ning Linglong’s expression changed drastically.

"Is it already twelve o'clock?" Chu Zhu glanced at the time, but did not try to stop Ning Linglong from leaving. She sat quietly in place, thinking about the experience she had gained from the morning's experiments.

then……

Waiting to die.

When Chu Zhu opened her eyes again, she got up without hesitation, made a phone call, and quickly went through the process according to the previous timeline, continuing to practice with Ning Linglong.

again and again.

……

real world.

Chu Zhu ate breakfast while rubbing his temples. He'd completely lost count of how many times he'd reset in his dream. After all, towards the end, his brain was a complete mess, and he was in excruciating pain… But now, calculating backwards in the real world, he figured it was around twenty to thirty times!

Overall, breaking through to the second realm resulted in quite a significant increase in skill!
"But it's alright." Chu Zhu muttered to himself. Even if each reset only took half a day, it added up to more than a week of research. He already had a plan for developing his supernatural powers... Overall, the future looked promising!
"Sir." A tall bodyguard suddenly walked up to Chu Zhu, bowed slightly, and said respectfully, "Boss, we invite you to Stone Roll Music!"

"Howard?" Chu Zhu paused briefly, then took out her phone and glanced at it. "No, why didn't he call me? He even specifically asked you to come and ask..."

The bodyguard gave an awkward but polite smile.

"Alright, let's go!" Chu Zhu didn't make things difficult for the bodyguard. After finishing the last bite of her meal, she wiped her mouth and got up.

(End of this chapter)