My Dream Connects to 3000 Years in the Future

Afternoon.

Jinling Lukou International Airport.

"You could have come to Yanjing first to meet up with us, you know. Then we could have picked a good time... to go to the US together," Coach Yuan sent in a sincere message. He actually felt it was too soon for Chu Bamboo to be heading to the US!

Most of the time, Coach Yuan really couldn’t figure out what Chu Bamboo was thinking. Sometimes, he was so indifferent to sports it was like he didn’t care at all. Other times, he was so anxious it seemed like something was chasing him, trying to kill him...

"It’s fine. I’ll go on ahead. We can just meet up when you guys get there!" Chu Bamboo replied noncommittally.

"?" After a brief silence, Coach Yuan sent another message. "By the way, your identity... wow! We submitted the application report, and it actually... went through several reviews... In the end, I had to go see the department head multiple times before it was finally approved! Do you have some kind of official background in your family... Okay, Principal Li mentioned something about it before. I should have guessed! You don’t have to answer me."

Chu Bamboo raised an eyebrow, a thoughtful look on his face. ’This must be because of my cooperation with the military, right? No wonder Qian Zai never called me. It seems the sports department already got everything handled!’

Suddenly, another message popped up. It was from Howard. "I’m on my private jet now! You’re really something else, you know? I invited you to join me... and you refused! But no worries. I’ll be the one to host you when you arrive... You’re not going to turn that down too, are you?"

Chu Bamboo’s expression was inscrutable as he typed a casual, two-line reply. ’How could I possibly agree to that... After all, I have my own reasons for going to the US!’

It wasn’t for sports, nor to spy on the Golden Dawn’s secrets, and not just for the aviation expert Hodges. There was also...

Chu Bamboo’s gaze was distant. He suddenly heard the boarding call, immediately cleared his mind of stray thoughts, sent a group message, then turned off his phone and boarded the plane.

The flight from Jinling to the US required a layover.

But after the connecting flight at just after six, it was a direct trip.

During his free time, Chu Bamboo silently worked on deducing the Reproduction of the memory technique. He continued until eleven at night, and even though he already had a general idea, the process was still incredibly difficult.

All he could say was that he was vaguely starting to see some progress.

"I hope everything goes smoothly in this dream," Chu Bamboo sighed softly before slowly closing his eyes.

...

When he opened his eyes again, several breaths later, Chu Bamboo stared expressionlessly at the Big Orange Cat that had appeared out of thin air.

She was different from last time. This time, she wasn’t wearing a mask, and she even had a small bell hanging from her neck!

In short, she looked more like a house cat.

’Has the butterfly effect... really worked?’

Chu Bamboo was internally shaken. He pursed his lips, stared at the Big Orange Cat, and said bluntly, "I am... the person God spoke of."

Chu Bamboo wasn’t sure of the situation yet, so he decided to test the waters.

The next moment.

The Big Orange Cat froze. She tilted her head, staring expressionlessly at Chu Bamboo as a cold, murderous intent slowly rose in her eyes.

"?" Chu Bamboo sensed something was wrong. ’Wait, has this Big Orange Cat... misunderstood something about me?’

Just as Chu Bamboo was about to speak, the Big Orange Cat swiped at him with her sharp claws, her voice laced with chilling malice.

"Even in the Nuwa Divine Domain! You are still... unforgivable."

...

Chu Bamboo woke up in the Real World, dazed. He hadn’t chosen to reset. To put it bluntly, directly communicating with the Big Orange Cat right now was too risky.

He had said that line mainly because he thought Lin Xia’s information was reliable, but now it seemed...

"It completely backfired!" Chu Bamboo didn’t know what kind of expression to make.

’So, what’s the deal? Is it really because of Lin Xia that God... uh... did something harsh to the Big Orange Cat, causing her to hold a grudge against me? Or maybe...’

’She actually mistook me for someone else?’

Chu Bamboo wasn’t sure. But no matter how he thought about it, he couldn’t find an answer. After all, he had far too little information to work with right now.

"Forget it!"

Chu Bamboo made a decision.

To prevent the Big Orange Cat from choosing to imprison him instead of killing him in the next timeline, he decided it was better to just obediently stay in the Real World and finish deriving the fuzzy memory Divine Power first.

...

After getting off the plane, Chu Bamboo took a deep breath. "Hmm, the air really is sweet."

He just didn’t know if it was sweet because of lead, like the popular internet meme suggested.

Chu Bamboo’s first stop after landing was Big Apple City.

It was just after nine in the morning!

Just as he stepped out of the airport, Chu Bamboo froze for a moment. He stared with a strange expression at the long line of cars waiting at the entrance.

’To be honest,’ Chu Bamboo’s first reaction upon seeing this crowd was, ’aren’t you guys seriously disrupting the airport’s public order?’ Anyway, when Chu Bamboo looked at the other drivers waiting to pick people up... uh, okay, they all looked angry but didn’t dare to say a word.

One by one, beefy bodyguards in suits and black sunglasses scanned the surroundings. Suddenly, one of them saw Chu Bamboo, and his wandering gaze froze. He looked back, sizing Chu Bamboo up and down, seeming surprised and uncertain.

He whispered to the others, pointing. Finally, the lead bodyguard took out a photo, pushed his sunglasses up, and glanced back and forth between it and Chu Bamboo a couple of times. Only then did he confirm it, and he walked over with a look of pleasant surprise.

And then...

The dozen or so big men in black suits who had walked up bowed to Chu Bamboo at a seventy-five-degree angle!

"..." Chu Bamboo felt the gazes of shock, confusion, and awe from all around him. He didn’t feel the slightest bit of satisfaction, only embarrassment. He was cringing so hard he wanted the ground to swallow him whole.

A moment later.

Chu Bamboo got into a black stretch limousine... He didn’t actually know what brand it was. But from the outside, it certainly looked quite nice.

"Welcome to the City of Freedom! Dr. Chu!" Howard raised a glass of red wine, his expression flamboyant. "I’ve organized a party for tonight! A lot of stars you like will be there... Oh, don’t give me that look. I just looked up the movies we produced that you’ve watched in the past! I roughly deduced which stars you like based on the cast."

"It’s just common sense!" The Howard of this moment was completely different from the one in Jinling. If before he was like some goofy foreigner, now he was radiating a sharp, unrestrained confidence. He took a sip of red wine. "What’s your type? Men? Women? Big? Small? I can help you with anything you want..."

"Not interested!" Chu Bamboo refused coolly, but at the same time, the corner of his eye twitched as he screamed internally, ’Why did you have to emphasize men?!’