CHAPTER 110: CHAPTER 99: TEMPORAL PARADOX—DID I CREATE THE MARTIAL ARTS REALM?

Damn it!

The sky is filled with advertisements looking for me, printed on a one-yuan bill, with my fingerprints...

Fu Qingjun was stunned like a wooden chicken.

It’s absurd!

"If you like it, then it’s yours," Professor Naxika said, seeing Fu Qingjun mesmerized, thinking he liked the bill.

"Thank you." Fu Qingjun’s expression was not calm.

"Safe travels, everyone."

After bidding farewell to these people, Fu Qingjun felt exceptionally heavy in his heart.

He left the reception room, dealt with some gang errands, and rushed directly home, went upstairs, and closed the door to his room.

Taking out ink for a fountain pen, he pressed a handprint onto paper, then began comparing it with the entire bill.

Right index fingerprint.

Fu Qingjun reached a conclusion.

Almost a perfect match.

"A universe wanted notice?" His mind was somewhat blank.

If it was just suspicion before, now it was completely certain, that he had sent Jiaxia to a distant prehistoric past.

Whoosh!!

Quelling the shock in his heart, he picked up pen and paper and began collecting his thoughts,

"Previously it was speculation, now there’s definitive evidence, terribly frightening physical evidence, my fingerprints left tens of thousands of years ago!"

"Jiaxia traveled back in time to the ancient past, and it’s the very American Continent beneath my feet."

"And even more, his landing spot might have stayed the same through the time travel, tens of thousands of years ago in Du Guan Town, the exact location beneath my feet!"

"Earth’s human primate ancestors have a history of millions of years, tens of thousands of years ago should still be the era of primates, a land of primordial land, abundant forests, he established civilization on the American Continent."

"American mythology speaks of the Anunnaki descending from the sky, endearingly called, ant friends."

Fu Qingjun kept organizing his thoughts.

The indigenous Indians of the American Continent, even the Hopi Race with the most complete history, clearly record these stories.

And thus, they probably obtained Jiaxia’s civilization power, becoming incredibly strong, brave in battle.

Therefore, in modern times, after Hawkes Kingdom discovered the new land, it changed the fate of backward Indian indigenous natives being colonized, thus the butterfly effect emerged...

Not colonized, the free nation built on colonial history did not arise.

"Chain reaction."

Fu Qingjun couldn’t help thinking, "Perhaps the civilization of this world is identical to Earth’s civilization era! And my butterfly effect, sending Jiaxia back, caused the special World War II era before me."

Various chain reactions, without the free nation, it’s a world of martial muscle-bound devils.

Meanwhile, the legend of the three gods has spread till now.

He looked at the position of the formerly placed table:

The pot of sunflowers by his window-side desk, who could know this is the truth of the mythology?

The so-called three great outer gods of the cosmos were nothing more than him sitting at his desk, being seen as unspeakable evil by this pile of nearsighted ants?

Even Fu Qingjun couldn’t help but sigh, "Or perhaps, this is originally the same Earth! Same civilization and technology! I just changed everything."

But, what was with the original ruins?

They exist for real.

As for the time paradox?

He found it somewhat inexplicable.

"It should still be a parallel cosmos; perhaps this parallel cosmos was originally the same, altered by my changes," Fu Qingjun tapped his pen tip.

"But, time has a paradox...?" He pondered, couldn’t understand, after all, he’s not a professional, just an ordinary high school student.

He controlled his emotions, eventually feeling this world was quite dangerous.

He is the most wanted criminal in history.

"In the future, I can’t sign contracts with fingerprint stamping." He didn’t bother with too much, eyes lowered, still went about his business.

Elsewhere, the era of the fourth realm is setting sail anew.

Empress Lianna, has been away for a whole day...

Still resting in the fog, in a convenience store, yet suffered a major attack.

"Ant advance squad." He felt an odd sensation within, somewhat akin to a kind of idle exploration game he played before, Travel Frogs?

Fu Qingjun looked toward tonight’s Divine Demon Night Banquet, "Well then, it’s time to comfort Yudula, let’s also have her as my research assistant, help me create a new species to construct the new world sandbox!"

Creation, evolution, species modification, these are not Fu Qingjun’s specialties.

His goal is for others to assist him, after all, this is a deep knowledge.

But now, Fu Qingjun plans to create a species only he can create because this requires programmer expertise.

Something like, a race of smartphones?

"Mechanical Snail." He took a deep breath, "As expected, seventeen years of passion can’t be forgotten easily, I’m itching to program again."

After dinner.

Fu Qingjun still settled on a midnight snack.

At night, the surroundings were shrouded in dim darkness.

Underfoot were stone roads, amidst the darkness, Yudula and Qin Hong experienced a long-awaited meeting.

For over a week Qin Hong has been pursued by the Angel Race, unable to research a new species, but she’s had some ideas.

Electric eel!

Electrify those angels from the sky.

No matter how powerful the new species turns out, she’ll face that later, focus on surviving the second night banquet first.

However, recently that newcomer seems troubled by something, constantly in low spirits...

The two stepped out into the black mist.

"Praise the Nameless God!"

"Praise the Nameless God!"

In the fog, the two met, bowed and saluted, the cowlick atop their heads swaying gently.

They generally don’t talk about real-world matters, to avoid revealing their true identities, instead having daily heart-to-heart talks and exchanging species modification experiences.

"Your species, is it about to be born?" Yudula asked.

"Still far away, met many challenges." Qin Hong didn’t even reveal the form of the species, because if it might appear in some era, the opponent could detect the identity.

It’s crucial, she dared not relax even a bit.

Rustling.

Suddenly, a figure slowly approached from afar.

"Senior!" Qin Hong hurriedly bowed and saluted.

"Master!" Yudula almost teared up, her experience was indeed miserable.

Fu Qingjun nodded, his expression cold, saying, "Yudula, what you’ve experienced is what a strong person needs to endure, without hardships there’s no splendor.... Just calm down, come with me, this time I’ll evolve a special species, you assist by the side."

Yudula nodded, "Yes, Master."

She slowly followed along.

Qin Hong watched from behind, envious, "It’s great to be led by a senior, even if faced with difficulties, she gets encouraged... the senior even comforts her, deliberately keeps her close, teaches her knowledge, eases her discomfort."