"Right, senior brother."
"Huh?" Xin Chen turned his head and looked at Gu Tao: "Every time you call me senior brother, it's never good news."
"No, no, no, how could that be? I just want you to do something. Pick a few rocks, carve some talismans on them, bury them and hide them well. After we go back, we'll try to find and dig them up. I want to see if we have entered a chaotic timeline or returned to a previous, synchronized time point. If we find them, it means time progresses linearly, and if we don't, it's parallel lines. This will be very helpful for our study of time."
"Oh, I don't understand. But whatever you say goes."
