Ma Lu seemed to understand Ma Youyou's meaning this time, "You mean, you are not from the thread I am in."
"Exactly, that's what I mean." Ma Youyou snapped her fingers, "Impressive, boss... I mean, Old Wang, you've got it in one."
Ma Lu, "So, you need to find your own thread to be able to go home?"
"It's sort of like that, it's not easy, in fact, it's pretty much like finding a needle in a haystack, because there are just too many threads."
"Well... since you are also a native of this plane, how did you become a Time Traveler?"
"It was an accident." Ma Youyou switched the plastic bag to her other hand, then pushed up her glasses, "I stumbled upon something I shouldn't have during my high school summer vacation, and that's how I became a Time Traveler."
Seeing that she was having a hard time carrying it, Ma Lu voluntarily reached out and took the two large bags from her hands.
