My Dream Connects to 3000 Years in the Future

If the Prophet knew everything with perfect clarity, then switching back would be impossible! After all, the Human Empire Line had already thoroughly alerted the Prophet.

However, Chu Bamboo had gone from being terrified and overestimating his opponent’s power to gradually realizing the truth—the future the Prophet could see, while far clearer than that crappy Divine Technique from the God Worship Sect, absolutely couldn’t include every last detail!

For one, the amount of information the future holds is simply too vast!

‘He’s not a god… well, okay, maybe he is a Divine Being! But even a god has to be reasonable, right? This is something not even the supposedly All-Powerful God could do!’

On the other hand, if his opponent really could see everything with perfect clarity… Chu Bamboo, in the real world, would have been targeted and killed right from the very beginning—

So, the question now was…

“This ‘relatively clear, yet unable to grasp every detail’—what level is that exactly… Or rather, what is my opponent’s limit?”

Chu Bamboo pinched the bridge of his nose, sighing nostalgically as he thought of the Daqian Empire. “I miss you, Laoqian!”

He couldn’t help but miss it… After all, the Human Empire Line was a whole other level of difficult!

Having reached the Fourth Realm in his Cultivation, or rather, having undergone Fourth Realm Genetic Modification, Chu Bamboo would absolutely be considered a titan in Daqian. After all, Li Kang, the Captain of Zone Three, was only Level 2! Captain Yang of Zone Two was only in the Third Realm!

As for Zone One, it was directly under Huo Qiming’s command!

But who was Huo Qiming?

He was an Imperial Confidant and High Minister who reported directly to the Heavenly Monarch, practically half a Fief Envoy.

In other words, under normal circumstances, someone at the Fourth Realm was more than qualified to be the Captain of Zone One, or even hold a higher position!

“Returning to Daqian with the power of the Fourth Realm would give me so much more room to maneuver!” Chu Bamboo’s eyes narrowed. Besides, killing Su Po in Daqian would be far simpler than killing him in the Human Empire Line!

Not to mention, Chu Bamboo was very curious about something. If he killed Su Po in Daqian and helped a new Emperor take the throne… then, upon returning to the Human Empire Line, would the God of Nations and Conquest change to this new Emperor?

It was a question well worth pondering!

As thoughts churned in his mind, Chu Bamboo murmured inwardly, ‘Now, it’s all up to my buddies!’

…

When he opened his eyes again, Chu Bamboo glanced around, and his expression suddenly froze.

“Wait, what is this?!”

The surrounding Nuwa Base was in complete ruins.

The dilapidated walls were covered in claw marks of varying depths. He could even see rays of sunlight piercing through the ruined ceiling of the base, which was now little more than a condemned structure.

Chu Bamboo forced himself to calm down, his thoughts racing as he arrived at a possible conclusion. ‘The Nuwa Base… or to be more precise, the Seventeenth Nuwa Base, has been destroyed!’

This wasn’t entirely unbelievable!

Chu Bamboo mused that, after all, there were even records of the Nuwa Base in the Imperial Capital being destroyed.

“…Nuwa No. 17!” Though he held out little hope, Chu Bamboo still tried calling out. As expected, there was no response. He sighed and pulled out his phone. “Hive!”

Chu Bamboo frowned. Hive wasn’t responding either.

“Something’s wrong!” A strange, profound look appeared in Chu Bamboo’s eyes. After a moment of thought, he suddenly declared, “Cat of Destiny, Disrupt!”

In the next instant, the space before him distorted.

Chu Bamboo finally let out a sigh of relief, but just as a smile touched his lips, his pupils contracted. What appeared before him was a rather plump cat—

Its long, orange fur made it look almost like a giant fluffy ball.

At the same time, the Big Orange Cat’s eyes were incredibly cold, showing no trace of emotion.

She tilted her head, seemingly sizing up Chu Bamboo. “…Human?”

“??” Chu Bamboo’s heart skipped a beat as a terrible guess formed in his mind. He also acutely realized that the Big Orange Cat hadn’t opened her mouth. ‘This communication isn’t verbal, is it?’

“How is there still a human in this era… So that’s it… You’re that ‘divine child’ raised by the living dead!” The Big Orange Cat seemed to recall something, and a look of disgust appeared on her face as her sharp claws swiped down.

…

The first thing Chu Bamboo did after resetting was to seal away the information about the Big Orange Cat’s true name. His eyes took on a profound depth. ‘The Big Orange Cat on this world line can’t be trusted!’

However, this proved one thing: the Big Orange Cat in this timeline had never received a beating from Lin Xia. In other words…

‘Did they die in the end after all?’ Chu Bamboo let out a bitter laugh. To think that in their last meeting, he had hoped they would all live a little longer.

What was that? Had he jinxed it at the meeting?

After long consideration, Chu Bamboo made a second decision. He unsealed a portion of his memories and said with a solemn expression, “God of Nations and Conquest, Su Po!”

Yet, there was no response.

‘…As expected, there’s no Divine Being version of Su Po in this timeline.’ Chu Bamboo showed no emotional reaction. But after a long moment of thought, his eyes trembled violently. He had a guess, and he voiced it with shock and uncertainty. “No way…”

Chu Bamboo recalled the Big Orange Cat’s last words.

The “divine child” raised by the living dead!

“…Living Dead!” Chu Bamboo made his decision. He stomped lightly on the ground, and his body shot toward the ceiling like a cannonball.

Soon, he had climbed out of the Nuwa Base.

Chu Bamboo stared blankly at his surroundings. The familiar skyscrapers were still there, but now they were all extremely dilapidated, clearly having received no maintenance at all…

Chu Bamboo narrowed his eyes. He could sense many clusters of memories in the surrounding areas, but in one particular direction, he thought he detected a familiar trace. ‘…That direction, if I recall correctly, should be deep within the shantytown redevelopment zone?’

After a moment’s thought, he shot off in that direction.

And then…

…

“ROAR!” Zhou Ze roared, his face contorted, at the two beings beside him. They both looked resentful and angry, but the one on the left eventually nodded. The one on the right actually bared its teeth at Zhou Ze. Zhou Ze slapped it across the face!

The one on the right recoiled, its light gray eyes momentarily becoming clear.

Seeing the two bow to him respectfully, Zhou Ze nodded in satisfaction and walked off.

He staggered along like a drunkard, occasionally glancing at the surrounding stalls where goods were being bartered. Those ‘people’ were all very respectful toward him.

Finally.

Zhou Ze entered a small alley.

Suddenly, Zhou Ze’s body tensed instinctively as if he had sensed danger. He bared his blood-streaked fangs, whipped his head around, and his bloodshot, gray pupils locked onto—Chu Bamboo?!

Zhou Ze froze. He seemed stunned. He instinctively rubbed his eyes, and after confirming he wasn’t mistaken, his face lit up with ecstatic joy as he stumbled forward.

“…Hold on!” Chu Bamboo made a gesture to stop.

Zhou Ze stopped in front of Chu Bamboo and scratched his head, his eyes filled with confusion.

Chu Bamboo stared at Zhou Ze expressionlessly—at his grayish-white skin, his grayish-white pupils, his stiff face, and his long claws and fangs.

He looked just like a corpse!

Well, he *was* a corpse!

Most importantly, all the ‘people’ Chu Bamboo had seen while sneaking his way here were humanoids just like Zhou Ze.

Or, perhaps, they could be called—

“…Living Dead?” Chu Bamboo murmured, repeating the term he had heard from the Big Orange Cat.

He was beginning to understand what had happened!

Human civilization had collapsed and been wiped out once again.

And this time…

The extinction was utterly complete!

There wasn’t even a successor civilization.

Or rather…

Chu Bamboo’s gaze turned chillingly cold.

The successor civilization had been replaced by a civilization of the Ten thousand Races known as the Living Dead!