In the neon of blue and purple, under the thick steel sky, at the forefront of this surge of data, lies the world post-tech revolution. It's also the dividing line between reality and illusion. Steel and flesh, past and future. In this place, the world outside and inside coexist. Everything in front of us feels like a wall of time within reach. The darkness is slowly creeping in. But hey, my friend, you gotta know, we can't just counter darkness with softness. Gotta use fire.
Qing Chen frowned. Who exactly was He Xiaoxiao, to dare setting up a Time Traveler group chat directly?
But his guess wasn't wrong; the other party indeed possessed some technology from the Inner World and had used it to erase his identity information.
Given the short amount of time everyone had traveled through, how could He Xiaoxiao master the technology of the Inner World so quickly? Had he successfully brought back devices from the Inner World?
The equipment to build a data fortress certainly couldn't be small, right? How had he brought it back?
Or perhaps!
He Xiaoxiao wasn't just one person.
It would be difficult for one person to bring back a whole device, but if several people worked together, carrying back parts piece by piece, that seemed feasible.
Qing Chen didn't know much about information technology, so it seemed he could only consult Uncle Li Dong in the Inner World about this matter.