Chapter 427: 300, The First Reverse Time Travel Project Concludes_3
Jiang Xue stared at Qing Chen, unable to believe that he needed to be so cautious in the Inner World.
Her life, where she learned how to attach and detach mechanical limbs daily and could easily earn a substantial amount of money, was completely different.
In fact, the reason Jiang Xue felt like Qing Chen was like her younger brother was precisely because he was too mature for his age.
Only Qing Chen’s eyes remained brilliantly shining.
After crossing through, Qing Chen’s arm movements didn’t stop; the trajectory of the falling syringe aligned perfectly with his actions from seven days ago.
Using his powerful Memory Power, Qing Chen smoothed over the fragmentation that the span of time had brought.
In the living room of Feiyun Courtyard, the woman still wore a Black long dress, sitting quietly opposite Qing Chen, not blinking an eye.
As if blinking would cause her to miss something important.
Li Changqing silently watched Qing Chen until that injection landed firmly on his leg, yet she could not detect the slightest abnormality.
The woman noticed that Qing Chen’s expression had not changed at all.
So he wasn’t a Time Traveler, Li Changqing thought to herself.
She had seen many Time Travelers, and her intelligence agency had even prepared a report on the mechanics of time traversal, so she was acutely aware of the changes Time Travelers underwent in such an instant:
Their expressions would become stiff, their movements would also freeze, and they would even appear utterly bewildered.
In the process of the world’s transformation, Time Travelers would forget what they were doing and what pose they were holding seven days prior.
As a result, most clever Time Travelers have learned to hide away at midnight, where others can’t see them or in blind spots out of others’ line of sight.
But Li Changqing realized that Qing Chen had not done so. He calmly injected himself in front of her, and the process traversed the threshold of time without any impediment.
Li Changqing might have thousands of suspicions, but in this moment, they were all dispelled.
She looked at Qing Chen.
The anticipated cries of pain did not occur. Instead, she saw Qing Chen clenching his teeth, eyes shut tight as he sat on the couch, the veins in his neck standing out.
Sweat covered his entire body.
“If it hurts, just let it out, Qing Chen,” Li Changqing said. “I’ve sent everyone in Feiyun Courtyard away. I know the Genetic Potion is painful, and no one will laugh at you,” Li Changqing said.
She wouldn’t have expected the boy to possess such tenacity, to contain even the pain produced by the Genetic Potion.
Such determination it must require.
Yet, Qing Chen’s restraint seemed to fit within Li Changqing’s understanding of him.
Yer five hours, with no lingering effects.
In truth, Li Changqing still had her guard up against Qing Chen.
Moreover, this guard wasn’t a recent development.
For someone in her position, she would contemplate the intentions of anyone who suddenly appeared in her sight.