August 1, 2023 at 4:30 am.

Lu Yun boarded the plane to Chang'an. After turning off his phone, he leaned against the back of the seat and looked at the dawn outside the porthole, and his heartbeat was slightly faster.

Lu Yun didn't care about the speculation and thoughts from the outside world.

Of course he knew that the prophecies he left would inevitably set off a terrifying wave...

But for Lu Yun now, saving his life is the priority.

However, if he knew that in a certain meeting, many big shots had regarded him as an existence that needed extreme attention, he would be a little flattered.

At this time, he leaned quietly on the seat, completely ignoring the "First Emperor Ascension" and "The Prophecy of the Future People" that were being discussed by the passengers around him.

Closed his eyes firmly.

The moment he closed his eyes, Lu Yun felt a little emotional in his heart:

“How long has it been since I slept seriously?”

"Two and a half hour voyage..."

"Think about other things when they are done..."

As the plane rose up from the ground, the rising sun shone on his face through the porthole. I don’t know how long I have experienced the warm feeling.

There is no need to worry about when I will die... Lu Yun never thought it would be so wonderful.

Although the road ahead is still full of difficulties, it is no longer a desperate situation.

He thought about it and slowly fell into a real dream.

This time, I didn’t fall into a coma due to nerve compression from my brain tumor, but I actually fell asleep.

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...

When the sun rises, when countless sleeping cities become lively again...

Everything that happened in the early morning of August 1st is still on the rise.

"Have you seen it? Qin Shihuang ascended!"

"How about not watching this? My friend shouted at me at 3 a.m. last night, and I got goosebumps all over my body. It was so awesome!"

"Yes, I really didn't expect that the cultivation of immortals actually exists! Is there any prophecy of the future man? Have you read it?"

"Of course I watched it. I watched it for most of the night and slept for two hours last night, and I haven't slept until now!"

Such conversations appeared everywhere in China.

And when more and more people wake up, it's like pouring oil on the burning fire...

It is still heating up!

Under such heat, the direction of discussion began to extend in all directions.

The three keywords of the Mausoleum of the First Emperor, Mount Li, and Chang'an are naturally quite numerous.

At the same time, there are certainly a lot of discussions on cultivating immortality and immortality.

The most extensive extension is actually related to the prediction post.

Although the popularity is not as popular as the First Emperor, after all, there are a large number of time travelers leaving messages in the prophecy post, so people's ability to stretch on this topic is of course better.

Among the various speculations and analysis, the most widely discussed one is aimed at the prophet himself.

"Will there be a time-space paradox in this time traveler? Will it not lead to problems that exist in his own way when he interferes with the past like this?"

"There is also the grandfather paradox. If his actions caused his parents to no longer know each other, what would the final result? Now that he is so popular, wouldn't he consider the future?"

"If he is in a circular timeline, then he will return to the past and will naturally not have an impact on the future. It would be better to say that his current behavior has created him in the future, otherwise he will have no reason to affect his existence?"

"It's too complicated, so I'll ask, can this time traveler be caught? He posted a post on BH, at least he can lock in IP, right?"

When this problem arose, many people of course began to get excited.

"This depends on the situation. If he returns to his past body, then his identity may be quickly determined. But if he comes from the future time and space and simply integrates into modern life as a future person, it will be difficult to find."

"What he said upstairs makes sense, but if his identity is so easy to be determined, how could he post this prophecy? To put it bluntly, no one is stupid. He must have other trump cards to avoid being arrested."

However, in the lively discussion wave at this time, no one even thought of it...

This time traveler is not a time traveler at all.

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August 1, 7:50.

Chang'an.

Cui Haitao, who had just established a special investigation team, had just obtained a document at this moment.

This document is naturally related to Lu Yun. After the issuance of the notice of approval and assistance for investigation, he finally took this relatively comprehensive information.

And just as soon as he opened the file, his boy hole suddenly shrank:

"Later stage of brain tumor!?"

"What a joke!?"

"Are you sure this is not teasing me?"

He looked at the police officer who had just handed the documents to him, his eyes full of disbelief.

The young policeman nodded in helplessness: "Courtes Cui, I have also verified with the other side..."

"This brain tumor has been five months old..."

"According to the message over there, it's incredible that he is still alive..."

"Is this a proof..."

"Prove that our target, Lu Yun, is actually dead? The future man who traveled through time borrowed his identity to act?"

Cui Haitao shook his head and said, "This cannot explain anything!"

"seeing is believing!"

"Do you die or live, find him!"

He continued to look at the documents in his hand, and the more he looked, the more he felt inexplicable.

"Online credit...200,000..."

"What is he going to do?"

“Have you posted so many messy videos and novels online?”

"this……"

"Isn't this a brain tumor? Why... why did you start creating?"

Under this extremely strange feeling, he kept flipping through the documents in his hand.

As he looked, he paused suddenly and took a breath.

"hiss!"

Cui Haitao immediately glared at the young policeman beside him: "He is here in Chang'an!?"

"Why didn't you say it!"

When the young policeman heard this, he hurriedly approached and saw the air ticket information on the file. He was also incredible. He looked at Cui Haitao in shock and said to Xiaoshenwei:

"Traffic information comes the slowest..."

"I just got it and sent it..."

Cui Haitao didn't have the heart to blame anything anymore. He just started to think about the specific situation:

"What is he going to do? Find Qin Shihuang?"

In a sense, Cui Haitao guessed it right.

But what Lu Yun is looking for is not the ascended Qin Shihuang...

Cui Haitao did not think much on this kind of guess. He did not forget his mission. He always had to find out this young man who was suspected to be a time traveler!

He immediately issued an order:

"The flight has just arrived!"

“Contact the airport!”

"Stop him!"

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...

Chang'an Airport immediately received a search warrant and an arrest warrant.

Many inspection procedures were added to each checkpoint in an instant.

But at this moment...

Outside the airport where I suddenly became nervous, Lu Yun had just gotten into a taxi.

"Master, go to Xianyang..."

Without saying a word, he kicked the accelerator and rushed out of the airport.

"Xianyang Palace Ruins Museum."

Hearing this, the driver looked at him through the rearview mirror with some resentment.
Chapter completed!