Two glass balls were placed in front of him, and he reached out and chose the green one.
When he opened his eyes again, on the battlefield of the Warring States Period two thousand years ago, a young man in school uniform stood among thousands of troops.
Zhao Jun thought he was an immortal, so Bai Qi invited him to join the camp, and Ying Zheng honored him as an honored guest.
Only he knew that he was just an out-of-place student in the senior high school classroom, clutching a torn copy of "Quantum Entanglement" in his hand.
Everyone told him to move forward.
His handwriting is engraved in the cave, his symbols are left on the abandoned city walls, and the gatekeepers of Hangu Pass have been waiting for him for forty-nine years.
But he didn't remember coming.
"You are the forty-seventh person to come here."
The first forty-six are all called Zhou Xing.
All starting from the same afternoon.
None came back.
This time, he was going to the end.
There is a line of words written on the page in his arms, and the handwriting is his own——
"The universe has no meaning. But the road does."
[Infinite Heavens·Quantum Cultivation·Parallel Universe·Philosophers and Hundreds of Schools·Easy]
