My disciple's cultivation returns ten thousand times, so I have to be invincible.

Zhong Qing had actually anticipated this a long time ago.

He stayed in that world for more than two hundred years.

How could it be the same era after returning?

Just as he figured this out, Zhong Qing's eyes flashed, and he felt a little lost.

I don’t know how many years have passed.

In other words, the world in my memory and my former friends and relatives are no longer there?

Zhong Qing, who has always been thinking about going home, has actually thought about this issue deep in his heart.

But this was deliberately ignored by his subconscious mind.

He didn't want to think about it.

But now, he has truly returned to this world, and he has to face it.

For a moment, Zhong Qing was silent.

If everything I am familiar with is gone, is this place... still my hometown?

I left home when I was young and returned when I was old, my accent has not changed, but my hair has turned gray.

However, at this moment, he still looks young.

Does the local accent...still exist?

Zhong Qing remained silent, but the man in the flowered shirt next to him seemed to feel the atmosphere was a bit awkward and coughed.

"Brother, you haven't asked what to call me yet?"

Zhong Qing came back to his senses and said, "Zhong Qing."

The man in the flowered shirt nodded and tutted, "Brother, you are going for the ancient style. This name is also quite ancient."

"But I'm also following the traditional route. My dad's last name is Thomas and my mom's last name is Joe, so my name is Joe Tom."

Zhong Qing's eyes twitched.

I don't see any tradition in this.

He remembered something and asked.

"Dude, what year is it now?"

Joe Tom, who was wearing a flowered shirt, was stunned for a moment and glanced at Zhong Qing.

"Who still uses the Gregorian calendar these days? Isn't it the Yu calendar?"

Zhong Qing nodded. "I see. So, what year is it now? Also, which planet are we on?"

Qiao Tom braked and stopped, looking at Zhong Qing strangely.

"Dude, why don't we go to the hospital?"

Zhong Qing laughed: "Don't worry, I'm not sick, I'm just a little confused."

Joe Tom stroked his chin.

"Dude, are you really filming a movie? You're still so immersed in the role that you haven't come back to your senses yet?"

"Well, it's the 371st year of the Yu calendar."

Zhong Qing raised an eyebrow: "Which year in the Gregorian calendar is it equivalent to?"

Joe Tom scratched the back of his head and said, "I really don't know about that. Let me check it out."

As he spoke, he lightly tapped the windshield in front of him, and the windshield instantly lit up. Zhong Qing then realized that this thing was actually a touch screen.

Qiao Tom clicked a few times, and Zhong Qing laughed when he saw it.

It was a familiar row of English letters.

"Isn't this a pigeon?"

Wow, it's already the interstellar era, and Gu Ge is still around? I wonder if Bai Du is still alive.

While Joe Tom was searching, the flying car was also driving automatically, and soon the information was displayed on the screen.

"2526 in the Gregorian calendar?"

Zhong Qing was stunned.

In other words, only five hundred years have passed since he left Blue Star?

To be honest, sooner than he thought.

In just over five hundred years, humans on Blue Planet have entered the interstellar age?

However, no one can predict when there will be a technological explosion in technological development, so Zhong Qing was not too surprised by this.

But this year made him feel something.

"System, I've only traveled through time for over two hundred years, and it's already five hundred years later here."

"Is it because of the time difference caused by traveling through time, or is it because the speed of time in the two universes is different?"

If it is because the speed of time is different, something seems wrong.

Because he remembered the existence of a fellow countryman from Blue Star who called himself Yi Feng whom he met in the True Immortal Secret Realm in the Nine Heavens many years ago.

The man who called himself Yi Feng arrived in his universe a million years ago.

Millions of years ago, humans on the blue planet were still howling while holding bone sticks.

But when Yi Feng talked to him, he seemed to be from the same generation as him. Even if they were not, they were definitely not that far apart.

This time difference is too big.

The system responds quickly.

"Host, there may be differences in the speed of time flowing within the universe due to various reasons, but on a cosmic scale, there is actually no such thing as a different speed."