Approximately one minute, or maybe ten minutes, an hour, within the Destiny Light Cone, there is no such thing as time. This is the crevice of time and space, the beginning and the end of everything.
Rewinding more than a thousand years is not an easy task, even if it's just a land of ten thousand acres, it has already reached the limit Lynn can bear.
Fortunately, the timeline quickly progresses to October 3, 2549, in the Federal Calendar.
The day he died!
The surrounding scene instantly freezes, the walking crowd, the rotating machines, the water molecules leaping in the air are all still, like a special painting, until Lynn claps his hands, and the frozen time starts flowing again.
The next moment, the door of the hall is pushed open, and hundreds of researchers in dust-proof suits enter the laboratory together. Lynn clearly sees his past self among them.
