Chapter 471 The Long River of Time

He Shang's brows suddenly frowned.

He looked at the driver and said solemnly: "If the people sent out are dead, then I should be able to sense it."

"I didn't feel their death."

Hearing this, the driver seemed to come back to his senses.

He shook his head first, then said in a serious voice: "But what if they are not dead?"

The meaning of the driver's words is already very clear.

If those who were sent out are not dead, then there is only one possibility left at the moment.

That is contaminated.

After all, those people have been sent out for two days.

In two days, even if the trace of the meteor cannot be found.

Then some information should be sent back.

But He Shang did not receive any information sent back.

The two fell into silence.

After a moment, He Shang seemed to have made up his mind.

"No, I still have to go and see."

"The teacher has not been contacted for a long time."

"We are now out of the prison keeper network, and the acquisition of information is blocked."

"If we can't get the latest information, it will put us in an absolutely passive position."

After saying that, He Shang was about to leave.

The driver dodged again and stopped He Shang.

He said in a heavy tone: "If you must go, I'll go."

"I'll drive the car, even if there is danger, I can get out in time."

"And you have to stay and sit in Chaotian Palace."

"Recently, the saints have been coming to our territory to plunder believers."

"Compared to me, you know more about the saints."

In the end, He Shang struggled for a long time in his heart.

What the driver said made sense.

If there was an unknown powerful existence involved, the driver would have a much higher chance of escaping than him.

Without waiting for He Shang to finish his struggle, the driver stepped back to the car.

Accompanied by a low humming sound, the car quickly drove away from the specially built parking space.

He Shang stared at the empty parking space in a daze.

After a long time, he took a deep breath.

Then he took out the communicator and tried to contact his teacher again.

The communication was like a stone sinking into the sea, and there was still no response.

After putting down the communicator, He Shang sighed.

"Teacher, where have you been during this period of time?"

At this time, in an iron cage hanging on He Shang's right shoulder.

A rotten head slowly opened its mouth and said:

"If you want to know what happened, why don't you just go there and take a look?"

Hearing this, He Shang's eyes suddenly opened.

It must be said that the words of the future touched He Shang's heart.

Then he turned his head to look at the past on the left.

The past seemed to be in good condition.

The originally dry skin now looked very plump.

If you don't count the pale face, it would be no different from a normal person.

Seeing He Shang looking at him, the past pondered for a moment.

"Uh... I don't recommend you to do this."

"No matter what happened to the teacher, since I didn't tell you, I hope you don't interfere."

"And if you force yourself to go back to the past, you will have to pay a heavy price."

"If this destroys the teacher's layout, then regret is useless."

After listening to the past, He Shang sighed and said:

"But I'm worried about him!"

"If it doesn't work, we will just be bystanders and not change any historical process."

"In this way, the price paid will not be too heavy."

The past thought about it and felt that this was a good way.

After making the decision, the back of the past radiated a halo.

The halo did not radiate, but enveloped He Shang's body.

In an instant, He Shang's figure disappeared from the spot.

At this time, he was like a spirit.

Beside him stood a middle-aged man in a suit and leather shoes.

This is the past.

And the future is still that highly rotten look.

He Shang, who was standing in the middle, raised his hand and pinched his chin to look at the long river of time flowing in front of him.

Although it is called a long river, there is actually no river water in it.

There are only dreamlike bubbles.

In the bubbles are fragments of scenes.

They condense together to form a river-like existence.

There is nothing here, nothing exists except the "river" in front of him.

It's like a place outside the world.

Just as He Shang raised his hand and pinched his chin, the two people on the left and right also made the same action at the same time.

The past said in a deep voice: "No matter what you see in a while, don't interfere."

He Shang nodded gently.

He naturally understood this truth.

If you just watch what happened in the past as a bystander, the price you pay is heavy, but it is not unacceptable.

And once you change the course of history, there will be completely another consequence.

After taking a deep breath, He Shang reached out and scooped up a handful of "water" in the long river of time.

The fragment of the picture wrapped in bubbles gradually enlarged.

Finally, it turned into a light and shadow picture as big as a projection screen.

He Shang didn't think twice and stepped in.

As the picture in front of him flashed.

He came to an extremely dark place.

A strong stench filled the air.

The old light tube above his head flickered from time to time.

With this weak light, He Shang saw the back of the shadow standing not far from him.

From the back, he seemed to be communicating with someone.

He Shang knew that he was just a spirit now, and even if he approached, he would not be discovered.

The next second, his body floated in the air.

The same is true for the past and the future.

The three of them floated towards the location of the shadow.

As the distance got closer, the shadow's figure became clearer and clearer.

"Dr. Xiuens, you were present when the Creator was produced, right?"

The shadow's voice sounded a little low.

Xiuens lowered his head and kept rubbing the stains on his white coat.

After a moment, he complained first.

"I don't know how I could stay in this place at that time!"

There was a piece of yellow-brown substance the size of a fingernail on his white coat.

Seeing that he couldn't rub it off, Xiuens gave up.

He raised his head and looked at Shadow and said:

"Why are you asking this?"

"I don't know how Dr. Li created the Creator."

"He told me something about the will of the world at that time, but I didn't understand it at all."

After hearing this, Shadow sighed for a long time and fell into silence.

After a while, Xiuens asked doubtfully: "Do you want to create a new Creator?"

"If that's the case, I'm sorry."

"I don't have that ability."

Xiuns' words pulled Shadow back to his thoughts.

Shadow shook his head gently and said: "I just want to ask about the use of the power of creation."