Lin Xian was already eager to welcome the "new dream expansion."
He had been playing this dream repeatedly for over twenty years... Although he was far from having fully explored it, in terms of excitement and novelty, he had grown somewhat tired of it.
Now that he had confirmed the dream was the real future world 600 years later,
there was no need to ponder so much about CC and the safe anymore.
To him, CC was a complete stranger, living in an era 600 years apart from his own. As for the familiar-sounding voice, it might just be a coincidence.
And about the bank vault's safe...
"No wonder I could never guess the password."
Lin Xian scratched his head:
"It's very likely that it wasn't my safe at all, I'd be shocked if I could guess the password."
The name Lin Xian wasn't rare; it wasn't uncommon for people to share the same name.
Who knows which era's Lin Xian was the owner of that safe...
He closed the web page.
He opened the library's book management system.
