Lu Ming said meaningfully: "Because Brother Chen needs you and what he wants to do, I understand now, so do your best."

He took out a token and said, "You can contact me with this. If there is any danger, I will try my best to help. I wish you success."

After saying that, he walked away from here.

As he walked through the void, Lu Ming sighed in his heart.

He understood why Lu Chen did those big things back then, why he always wanted to show off his strength and stir up troubles. Now there is no need to ask, brother Chen is not a secret blood warrior from the God Burial Calendar era, he is probably a modern one.

And Lu Chen did so much just to change some aspects of modern history.

But in his own memory, Brother Chen finally...failed.

…………

Going back in time, in the God Burial Abyss, a group of supporters still didn't know what happened outside, and were busy studying how to open the door.

Wang Tiezhu was holding the black blade and studying it when he suddenly felt a strange wave coming. When he came to his senses, he found that the black blade in his hand had disappeared...

"what happened?"

All the supporters were confused, because some people had just collected some ancient weapons scattered in this space. They did not want to take them away and recast them to extract materials. It was just that some of the supporters had crafting skills.

I want to study and learn from the weapons forging techniques used by people in this world.

But at this time, all the things they had collected disappeared, even those placed in the storage space.

The supporters looked around, and in the end everyone looked like they had seen a ghost.

Because those weapons are still in this space, but their location has changed.

The girl in sailor uniform walked to the side of the square and pulled out the black broken blade, "I remember it just... didn't seem to be inserted here, right?"

Wang Tiezhu came over and snatched the black blade from the girl in sailor uniform. He observed it carefully with a solemn expression, "This sword is different from the one just now."

‘Live without complaining’ also came over to observe carefully, “It has definitely changed.”

The girl in sailor uniform looked confused, "What are you talking about? Isn't this the sword of Mr. Lu?"

Wang Tiezhu shook his head, "The quality of this knife is a little higher than what I saw before. It seems to have grown a little more, and the location of the collision marks left on it is also slightly different. The most important thing is that this broken blade is better than before."

The one we got was three millimeters shorter."

The sound of breaking wind sounded, and Wang Tiezhu raised his hand to catch the other half of the broken blade.

"Here, take it and take a look."

The upper body of the knife was thrown by the backers of Hongmeng Space.

Wang Tiezhu put the two broken blades together, "Yes, it can be spliced ​​into a complete one, but the broken position of the blade has changed a bit."

The backup staff responsible for opening the door also stopped and said, "After working for a long time, it seems that the work was in vain. The door has repaired itself again."

The supporters gathered together and looked at each other, "What on earth is going on?"

‘Live without fussing’ took out a dry tobacco stick, lit it and took a deep breath, “It’s troublesome, the explorers in ancient times probably did something that affected history.”

"The world line has changed? So everything here has changed again?"

The girl in sailor uniform asked doubtfully.

"It seems so, because two identical objects or people cannot appear in the same era, so the things we just obtained have returned to their original positions and exist in another form."

‘Live without fussing’ explained that although he is a supporter, he has been around the space for a long time and has experienced a lot.

"Brother, tell me again, what is going on here? Doesn't space mean that changes in history are difficult? If ancient explorers continue to be active and influence modern times, how can we continue to mine?"

The supporters of the Fairy Space looked sad. If they returned to their original state every few days of digging, their mission would never be completed.

‘Live without being embarrassed’ frowned and thought, “It shouldn’t be very frequent. Maybe it’s because important people have changed their choices and directions, so this happens.”

"According to my experience, generally speaking, subtle historical changes will only be partially reflected in the future. The so-called butterfly effect is nonsense, let alone the corrective power of cause and effect in the world. In a world like this..."

The old man paused when he spoke, and raised his finger to the top, "There are ultimate beings watching from above. They will not allow major historical changes to occur, so even if the world is corrected and changed, it will only be partial and subtle.

It will not affect the overall history."

The girl in sailor uniform frowned slightly, "I'm a bit stupid, old man, what does this mean?"

'Live without being embarrassed' exhaled a puff of smoke and looked at the dim space, "This shows that if the node that changes history is personal, then he must be involved in this place. This matter is very likely.

It’s related to Mr. Lu.”

"Then what should we do? Continue to attack this door?"

The backer of Arcane Space asked.

'Live without slandering' shook his head and said, "No, it's meaningless. Boss Lu from the ancient times is definitely still alive now, at least within the time progress line after the space launch, and in that era that contemporary explorers can contact.

He is still alive and we need to contact him."

He continued: "Now it is obvious that he has learned some key information from modern times, which may affect a series of his original decisions. Then this place, or modern times, will continue to change. No matter how we dig, things will continue to change from time to time.

's occurrence correction."

He looked at the large equipment parked in front of the bronze door with a leisurely look, "Those of us in the mixed space are always outsiders and have been removed from the concept. That is to say, when history is revised, our existence is not considered, so this

The place should be what it is, and the work we do will be restored."

"Doesn't that mean that even if those explorers find the treasure in modern times, it is very likely that it has not yet warmed up and will be gone as soon as the world line is corrected in a few days?"

A female supporter from the Final Space thought.

"That's right. So it's not that easy to gain benefits in the modern era through communication between the past and the present."

‘Live without being embarrassed’ explained.

He put away his cigarette rod and said, "Let's not talk about this anymore. Let's go up. In modern times, there must be Mr. Lu's teammates, otherwise he will not be able to obtain information. We need to find his teammates and communicate with him."

Wang Tiezhu ran around this space again and frowned when he came back, "Something's wrong."

"What's wrong?"

The girl in sailor uniform asked.

Wang Tiezhu pointed to the pile of corpses on the ground, "There are no remains of Mr. Lu here."

Although he had known Lu Chen for a short time, he felt that Lu Chen would not be the kind of person who would remain alive even after the knife was broken.

…………

God Burial Calendar, Wushen Mountain, inside Chaohua Hall.

"Hey, Brother Chu, how are you doing there?"

Lu Chen and Chu Zihang were in regular contact to confirm each other's situation.

"Brother Lu, I discovered a problem, which is a serious mistake that we ignored before."

Chu Zihang's voice came, and the content of his words made Lu Chen's heart tremble.

"What?"

Lu Chen stopped deducing the New Emperor Scripture.

"The time flow velocity ratio between ancient and modern times is different."

Chu Zihang was currently in the power room of the spacecraft, studying the principles of power energy drive.

"Different flow rate ratios? What do you mean?"

Lu Chen felt that this statement was too general, and time is time, and one second should be one second.

"To put it simply, our space-time dialogue was misaligned, but it was processed by the space team's public frequency system, so we didn't find it before."

Chu Zihang explained: "Eri Yi and Xia Mi often contact us. We think there is new information, so we communicate, sometimes several times a day, right? But unless they take the initiative to contact us, every time we

The scheduled contacts we have planned are all initiated by us."

Lu Chen thought about it and found that it was indeed the case. Including the time when he was in martial arts realization, Eri Yi and Xia Mi also communicated several times on the public channel, but he was too involved at the time and did not check the replies.

Chu Zihang continued: "But in fact, this is problematic, because we only focused on the exchange of information and did not ask about the local time, so we ignored this problem, that is, the time of the God Burial Calendar must be faster

'Some."

"How much faster?"

Lu Chen knew that since Chu Zihang told him, he must have forgotten it.

"It's about three to one. We spend three days here, and Xia Mi and the others spend one day there. The sense of real-time communication in the dialogue is processed by space."

Chu Zihang analyzed.

"What's the point of this, or will it cause any problems?"

Lu Chen was confused. He felt that even if the time flow rate was different, it would not affect their planning and growth in their respective eras.

"Of course there is a problem. I don't think the speed of time is different between ancient and modern times. Our body sense is very accurate. When this happens, it can only show that there is a delay in dialogue and communication. It's just that this delay, after being adjusted by space, makes us feel that we are in real time.

dialogue."

Chu Zihang explained: "In this case, there is actually a difference between our two sides' deeds. To put it simply, Xia Mi told me that she was taking a shower, but in fact, the real situation on her side has already been

Nothing else to do."
To be continued...