Chen Mo died unexpectedly in the real world because of a broken antique clock pendant. But his consciousness did not fade. Instead, he was swept into a temporal turbulence, drifting, dissolving, and reforming billions of times in the gaps between countless worlds.
When he finally awoke in a low-level martial arts world, he discovered that he had somehow fused with a fragment of the “Heart of Time,” gaining one of the universe’s most fundamental powers: a talent for time.
At first, it was a meager ability that let him “predict” his opponents’ moves and speed up the growth of medicinal herbs. Then he was forced to “restart” time for the first time, saving his doomed sect. The gears of fate began to turn in ways no one could have foreseen.
In a steampunk kingdom of gears, he took the name “Time Mechanic” and repaired an apocalyptic clock that had been stopped for a thousand years, only to discover it was a shackle keeping an entire civilization trapped in a cycle.
In a futuristic city of cyber cultivation, he sold “time loans,” extended the lives of corporate giants, and wagered against the Heavenly Dao of data, winning an entire star region with a one-second opening.
In a deep-sea temple haunted by Cthulhu’s whispers, he became the only observer immune to the “memory corruption” of the Old Ones, stealing the power of the ancient gods amid the echoes of time and madness…
On the battlefield at the dawn of the primordial myths, he discovered that his transmigration was no accident, but a “variable” long destined to alter all of time and space.
As all worlds neared being devoured by an ultimate, time-erasing darkness, the supreme beings of the myriad heavens saw a figure walking slowly toward them at the end of the apocalypse.
Behind him, countless worldlines, frozen, accelerated, reversed, and cut apart, wove together into a surging river of time flowing ever onward.
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