My Dream Connects to 3000 Years in the Future

In a vast, sprawling world, countless people toiled like worker ants—precise, unyielding, their eyes vacant, as if they had lost their very selves… The entire world felt like a memory belonging to some person or god, eternally unchanging.

…

“Where am I…?” ‘Chu Bamboo’ awoke as if from a dream and looked around at the familiar environment, stunned for a moment. “Why am I… inside the Huaren Building? I don’t remember entering the future yesterday… Wait, don’t tell me!”

After a brief silence, ‘Chu Bamboo’ let out a bitter laugh. “So, my turn has finally come! I’ve become one of the ‘good brothers’…”

The moment he realized the truth, a profound sense of loss was all that remained in ‘Chu Bamboo’s’ heart.

But for some reason, ‘Chu Bamboo’ couldn’t shake the feeling that something was off, as if he had overlooked a crucial detail.

‘Chu Bamboo’ stood there, frowning in deep thought for a long while. He then ran a calculation on his Quantum Computer but detected no issues.

‘Forget it. It’s probably just my imagination… which is to be expected after such an emotional rollercoaster. It’s easy to have these kinds of delusions.’ ‘Chu Bamboo’ shook off his despair. He pursed his lips, his eyes filling with resolve. ‘Besides, it’s not over yet!’

“Even if all the ‘good brothers’ before me failed… I will never resign myself to this fate!”

‘I have a Quantum Computer. I know the future. I command countless technologies… If I just push a little harder, I might just be able to break through that hopeless future…’

‘Still, I need to be more cautious.’ In the end, ‘Chu Bamboo’ decided against acting recklessly—for instance, by immediately trying to take over the world. ‘At the very least, I have to make sure my ‘original self,’ the one who still has his trump card, doesn’t come away from this future empty-handed.’

…

Inside the Huaren Building.

“…How can this be?” ‘Chu Bamboo’ struggled to keep his expression neutral, but his eyes were wide with disbelief.

It was a man with an aquiline nose. In one hand, he held Zhao Shao’s head; in the other, Lin Xia’s.

They were both dead… ‘How is this possible?’ At that moment, ‘Chu Bamboo’ was nearly overcome by a storm of anger and confusion. ‘According to the records, this wasn’t supposed to happen today! And how did he find me so precisely? Where… is Z?’

‘Could it be… a Prophet?’

“Should I call you the Saint, or the Son of Satan?” the man asked with impeccable courtesy. “But first, allow me to introduce myself… I am the ‘Wheel of Destiny’ of the Golden Dawn.”

“I am here, carrying out an Oracle, to take your life. I must ask for your cooperation.”

The next moment, the man struck.

“…You bastard!” Chu Bamboo took a deep breath, a cold light glinting in his eyes. He suppressed the chaotic thoughts swirling in his mind, leaving only killing intent. “…Power of Fiction! Thou art a pig.”

However, the Power of Fiction was negated!

“???”

‘Chu Bamboo’ couldn’t understand why his powers had no effect. His only option was to use his stored Light Divine Techniques and escape via Light Transformation.

But… after he managed to get to safety, he received word that the personnel of two major corporations, C and Z Company, had been purged.

Even the city that housed the company headquarters suffered a devastating attack… leaving hundreds of thousands dead or wounded…

A total, crushing defeat.

He couldn’t even contact Z… Of course. Z wasn’t a true artificial intelligence, after all. With Z Company’s headquarters demolished and its mainframe destroyed, there was no way to get in touch, no matter how incredible Z was.

However, it only took half an hour for ‘Chu Bamboo’ to be found and hunted down.

He suddenly realized the problem might be his phone. He had to adjust his mindset and stop wallowing in despair. Without his semi-AI assistant, he was now at a complete disadvantage against the Golden Dawn.

Chu Bamboo destroyed all his electronic devices and continued to flee.

He ran and he fought, again and again.

Every time he arrived somewhere and felt a fleeting moment of safety, an attack would inevitably follow in the next instant—

He was beginning to understand true terror.

This was the despair of facing a top-tier AI as an enemy without any comparable power to fight back.

It was like he was already caught deep in a net, able only to wait as his opponent slowly tightened it, preparing to haul him in.

In just eight hours, Chu Bamboo had faced seven or eight life-or-death situations.

Each time, he was certain he was going to die.

And yet… every single time, through some combination of sheer coincidence and a sliver of luck… he survived. And after each narrow escape, Chu Bamboo would mock himself. ‘And I actually thought I could defy destiny. Turns out I’m not even as good as the ‘good brothers’ who came before me!’

The only thing Chu Bamboo was grateful for was his Reduplication Ability. His knack for survival was just too strong… otherwise, he’d have been dead and gone long ago.

Then, he keenly sensed an abnormal presence. ‘The hunters have found me again? But I destroyed all my electronics… How in the world are they tracking me?’

Though he couldn’t make sense of it, his only choice was to keep running.

…

“Bamboo!” High in the sky, Lin Xia gazed down at ‘Chu Bamboo’—grievously wounded once again, plummeting into the Amazon River, barely clinging to life—yet her eyes showed no trace of emotion.

“…Feeling heartbroken?” Huo Yuan asked with amusement. She gave a slight crook of her finger. On the ground below, the Third Realm master, Howard, responded to her gesture, desperately mobilizing the Golden Dawn’s forces to search the Amazon River for any sign of Chu Bamboo.

Other silent members of the Time Club manipulated the Golden Dawn personnel, keeping their expressions from going slack and making them look like mindless puppets.

“Not at all. I was just thinking, that should make it about nine times now… If it’s not this time, it should be the next, right?” Closing her eyes, Lin Xia quickly regained her cold composure and turned her head. “Kevin, you’re up.”

“…Fine! When it comes to my old man, it’s true only I can perfectly capture his… flair. But do we really need to be this harsh?” Kevin grumbled. “The current President Chu has never even met my old…”

“Alright, alright, I’ll do it!” Under Lin Xia’s death glare, Kevin gave a wry smile and crooked his finger.

Beside Kevin stood an old man with a vacant, puppet-like expression. Suddenly, a spark of life entered his eyes. The corners of his mouth curled upward into a sly, treacherous smile.

“…Tone it down,” Lin Xia said, her face expressionless as she clenched her fist.

“…Are you for real? When you were controlling the Wheel of Destiny and messing with President Chu’s head, you were completely shameless… Now it’s my turn, I give a little smile, and you give me this!” Kevin’s mouth twitched, but under her death glare, he obediently raised his hands in surrender. “Don’t! Don’t do it… I’ll do it your way, okay?!”