Li Qing was speechless in his heart.
In the future three thousand years, is this the only "big" event in history?
The Sun came out, and the Celestial River collapsed?
We didn't even make a move, and everything was resolved?
In just seven thousand years here, each era lasts only several hundred years, a frenzy of accumulation.
And for the next thirty thousand years, it seems like nothing happens.
"So in the future, I really slacked off for thirty thousand years... Was I fishing here for thirty thousand years?"
Li Qing was speechless inside.
Future me is really living like a lazy fish.
"However, future me didn't die, lived past the nine thousand-year bottleneck, still fishing at thirty thousand, I must've found the Eternal Life Technique backstage and succeeded."
Although he hadn't communicated with his future self, during that period, his future self should have gained a bunch of trump cards backstage.
