My Dream Connects to 3000 Years in the Future

Chu Bamboo slowly opened his eyes. After a moment of thought, he got up decisively and walked out of the base.

A moment later, he got into Zhang Hai’s car and headed for the Fourth District.

In the end, he obtained the Shadow Windbreaker, and then replicated its Divine Technique...

After refilling both Divine Techniques, Chu Bamboo chose to kill himself without hesitation.

...

Real World.

In a five-star hotel.

Chu Bamboo woke up. He yawned, pulled open the curtains, and gazed at the faintly lit horizon. Suddenly, his brow furrowed as he recalled something rather subtle.

’Right now, I’m in White-headed Eagle New York! The time here isn’t the same as the time back in the Divine Continent, but I still woke up at six o’clock!’

Chu Bamboo glanced at the time on his phone. It was White-headed Eagle time.

’Strange.’

Thoughts flickered through Chu Bamboo’s mind, and he quickly formed a rough guess. ’Could it be based on my own personal perception of time?’

Because he felt that it was six o’clock and time to wake up... so after dying in the dream and choosing to awaken, he automatically revived in the Real World during that same time period?!

’So, in essence, the activation of this Dream Realm Divine Technique is actually based on my subconscious! Not on a specific, real-world time?’

"Does this mean that in the future, I might be able to completely control this ability to traverse dreams?" Chu Bamboo took a deep breath. ’If that’s the case, that would be fantastic.’

Then, Chu Bamboo sat cross-legged on the bed, reached out, and gently pressed his fingers to his temples. Following the contents of the diary he had read before, he blurred his memories! He set the condition to trigger upon entering the dreamscape.

Of course, in the Real World, his memories remained clear.

Moreover, even upon entering the dreamscape, he would only be unaware of the cat’s specific name—the appearance and circumstances of the Big Orange Cat were not taboo and didn’t need to be blurred!

"Besides," Chu Bamboo narrowed his eyes, ’if I encounter a special situation in the future, I can actually undo the blurring automatically within the dream. Then, I’ll see if I can get the Big Orange Cat and other over-the-top enemies to fight each other.’

After reveling in the thought for a moment, Chu Bamboo sighed. "So, who could it be?"

The target of Chu Bamboo’s confusion was, of course, the future God. He thought over every single person he knew... even those mentioned in the diary... but could never find a match!

’Or maybe, I don’t know that God at all... It’s possible my good brother from the previous timeline didn’t know him either?’

"Forget it. Lin Xin Bamboo seems a bit unreliable too! I’d better rely on myself." Patting his cheeks, Chu Bamboo’s expression turned serious. "Still, I’ve obtained the Thousand Shadows and Ten Thousand Transformations Divine Techniques, so next..."

Chu Bamboo looked in the direction of the Museum of Eastern Art and Antiques and gave a noncommittal purse of his lips. Afterward, he didn’t go back to case the museum again today. Instead, he chose to spend some time touring other spots in New York with his bodyguard-slash-guide.

Not until eight o’clock at night did Chu Bamboo return to his room. After some thought, he once again took out his phone. His finger tapped the screen lightly, typing out a few words: "Z, run another check, as usual!"

Z glowed faintly, displaying words on the screen: "No networked devices detected."

Chu Bamboo nodded slightly, then closed his eyes and used his Spiritual Power to its fullest, pacing around the room once more. He could feel the power of lightning flowing through one electronic device after another... and ruled them out one by one!

Although he still hadn’t entered the First Realm, Chu Bamboo found that he now possessed many of the essential qualities of the Second Realm, including this kind of inspection. At this moment, Chu Bamboo could be considered a Cultivator who had suppressed his own power to below the First Realm, but whose methods and endurance remained at the Second Realm level.

"Good! Still nothing." Chu Bamboo opened his eyes, a strange look on his face. ’Logically, Howard should be suspicious of me by now, right? But he’s actually not monitoring me?’

This was so out of line with Chu Bamboo’s impression of the White-headed Eagle People...

’Is it because he trusts the Holy Grail and is pinning all his hopes on a sneak attack with it later... or is he just too loyal to his friends?’

Chu Bamboo leaned toward it being a combination of both. He felt a bit wistful. If not for their semi-antagonistic conflict of interests, perhaps... he and Howard could have become pretty good friends?

Immediately after, Chu Bamboo swiped a hand across his face. Power of Replication, activate!

In the span of a breath, Chu Bamboo’s skin turned fair, his features became more defined and three-dimensional, an aquiline nose appeared, and his eyes turned azure blue.

It was, shockingly, the face of Howard Raven.

"If this gets out... I’ll have to trouble you to take the fall for me, Old Huo!"

A smirk played on Chu Bamboo’s lips. This was, of course, a use for Rewrite that his good brother had figured out! The only drawback was... this thing could only change the visual effect of his face, skin color, and pupils. If Chu Bamboo were to undergo a retinal scan, he would still fail... and it couldn’t change his weight or height either!

’Of course, even if they monitor his retinas and record them... they’d never be able to trace it back to Chu Bamboo in the end—’

’I just don’t know the specifics. If they really did record his pupils, would it randomly match some other person, or would it just find no match in the world...’

Humming a tune, Chu Bamboo opened the window. "Z, I need you to simulate the coordinates for my phone and any other electronic devices I’m carrying that could reveal my location... If someone checks my phone’s data afterward, you have to make sure they can’t find a single clue."

"Also, if anyone messages or calls me during this time... I authorize you to simulate my voice! Reply to messages, answer the calls."

"Understood." Z’s voice was calm and gentle.

Chu Bamboo stood there for another long moment, letting the wind blow past him. After confirming there were no loopholes in his plan, he leaped out.

His physical strength, which surpassed human limits, combined with his Spiritual Power’s perception of his surroundings, control over his body, and a few Divine Techniques... made him practically equivalent to a superman at this moment—clinging to walls and scaling rooftops was a trivial matter.

Because of Chu Bamboo’s deliberate request, this location was not far from the Museum of Eastern Art and Antiques.

「A moment later.」

Chu Bamboo arrived behind the Museum of Eastern Art and Antiques.

It was nearly nine o’clock, and the museum had already closed. Inside, hired security guards were making their rounds.

"And now." Chu Bamboo’s gaze suddenly focused. In the next instant, his shadow distorted and actually, slowly, stood up.

Thousand Shadows and Transformations!

The Divine Technique of the Shadow Killer.

Chu Bamboo’s senses were in a very strange state. It was as if he had grown an extra hand, a brand-new organ that he could control at will—

The things the shadow could see, the sounds it could hear, the sensations it could feel... all of it was now streaming continuously into Chu Bamboo’s mind...