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Chapter 4 Ancient Emperor 1! Time Travel Function?
[The ordinary-looking young man carrying dust: Oh, you're here! I heard from Estella that you were on your way, weren't you?]
【Why is your head so pointy? It's not like I'm running myself; I have a spaceship, okay? Besides, I still don't understand the origin of this chat group. Do you know what that means?】
[What does the seemingly ordinary young man who plays the dust-beating game mean?]
[Why is your head so pointy?: This means this chat group is very likely not from our universe. It's incredible; this is the first time I've ever seen such technology.]
[Why is your head so pointy?: I believe what happened before, but I never imagined that I would stumble upon a solution to something that Zandal never figured out in his entire life.]
[An ordinary young man doing odd jobs: I don't understand Korean.]
[Why is your head so pointy?: Okay, why am I arguing with a layman like you? Let's get back to the point. Has Estella made all the arrangements?]
[The ordinary-looking young man doing the dust removal: Hmm.]
[Why is your head so pointy?: Okay, just wait, I'll be there in a few days.]
[The ordinary-looking young man doing the dust removal: Hey, why isn't anyone else saying anything? Is something wrong?]
[The roundest ball: No, I just saw you guys talking and didn't want to interrupt.]
[The strongest carbon-based life form of the 7th century: Hmm, I just finished the morning court session, nothing much to do.]
[North of the Milky Way: @OrdinaryDumbBoy, you still haven't explained what you did before!]
[The ordinary-looking young man: (scratching his head) Didn't I already say I don't know either? Why are you asking me? There's a genius in this group, she definitely knows more than I do, ask her.]
【Why is your head so pointy? 6. Don't ask me, I don't want to cause trouble for myself. Or tell me about your universe? Maybe I can mercifully tell you something?】
North of the Milky Way: ...
Angel Yan took a deep breath. She couldn't get angry, she couldn't get angry... What a load of rubbish!
Who is this person?! Such a big mouth! She is an angel, a member of the most powerful civilization in the known universe, and the Holy Left Wing of the Angel Queen, Holy Keisha. She is the one who looks down on others, not the one who dares to mock her.
[North of the Milky Way: Showing mercy? What a boastful tone! A mere 83 seats? Why don't you speak first, and then I'll tell you a little about our universe?]
When Angel Yan watched Chen Feng and Black Tower's conversation, she noticed that Chen Feng seemed to be very disgusted by the 83rd seat, so don't blame her for using it to retaliate.
[Why is your head so pointy? Oh, that's all? You're using reverse psychology wrong, kid.]
Heita is a genius after all. Although she cares about the number 83, it's because she was born late, not because she's only ranked 83rd among geniuses. So there's really no need for her to get angry about it.
【Why is your head so pointy?: Since you have no intention of exchanging information, don't waste a genius's time. I'm going anonymous now.】
[The strongest carbon-based life form of the 7th century: Haha! Angel Yan, you've finally met your match! Haha!]
Seeing Angel Yan get humiliated by this newcomer, Li Shimin was overjoyed. Angel Yan often teased them in the group chat, relying on her sharp tongue. He was the emperor, after all, and couldn't possibly use foul language. He could only let Angel Yan tease him.
But that doesn't mean they don't harbor resentment. Now that the Black Tower is in power, Angel Yan has finally been punished, and they are happy.
[The roundest ball: This newcomer is quite something too.]
Gaia was able to control himself; he didn't really care about such things anyway.
[North of the Milky Way: (Angry) (Angry) (Angry), Li Shimin, you just wait! Don't let me catch you off guard! Watch how I humiliate you all!]
[The strongest carbon-based life form of the 7th century: Do whatever you want, I'm happy now, hahaha!]
[The ordinary-looking guy who was just throwing dust: 6, why is it over like this? I thought you guys were going to fight.]
Chen Feng was having a great time driving, but it suddenly stopped. What a waste.
[North of the Galaxy: Damn it, when will the free travel function be available? I can't wait to take action!]
Upon seeing this, Chen Feng raised an eyebrow. This chat group indeed had the ability to travel through time. However, it shouldn't be open yet. How did Angel Yan know about it?
[An ordinary young man playing with ashes: Time travel ability?]
[The strongest carbon-based life form of the 7th century: Oh, right, it seems you newcomers don't know, but besides chatting, chat groups can also be used to travel between worlds, though only when a quest is posted in the chat group.]
[The strongest carbon-based life form of the 7th century: Angel Yan is someone who has already experienced the ability to travel through time.]
[An ordinary young man who does ashes: Your Majesty, would you like to elaborate?]
Upon seeing Chen Feng's comment, Li Shimin was incredibly excited. Finally, finally someone called him "Your Majesty"! He, the dignified Li Shimin, the General of Heavenly Strategy, and now the Emperor of the Great Tang Dynasty, was actually the weakest in this group.
As a result, he was often at a disadvantage when speaking, but now it's different. Finally, someone calls him Your Majesty. Your Majesty, what an affectionate title!
Li Shimin was sick of hearing this word every day, but he had never been so excited as he was today.
[The strongest carbon-based life form of the 7th century: You've already addressed me as Your Majesty, so what else is there to say? I'll tell you right now. By the way, what's your name? I need to remember it!]
[North of the Milky Way: Hey, hey, he's still the ruler of a country. It's just a title, why are you getting so worked up?]
Angel Yan rolled her eyes in annoyance. She was bought off with just a title? Is this really the ruler of a country?
But Angel Yan probably can't understand that this is the sense of identity deeply hidden within the Chinese people.
[The ordinary-looking young man: Your Majesty, my name is Chen Feng. And, Angel Yan, please don't talk nonsense. I am also a son of China. My respect for Your Majesty is like the Yellow River flowing from the sky, rushing to the sea and never returning!]
[An ordinary young man playing with ashes: In my heart, Your Majesty is the greatest emperor of all time, the most capable fighter among emperors! And among the most capable fighters, the most skilled emperor! This address of "Your Majesty" comes from the bottom of my heart!]
[The strongest carbon-based life form of the 7th century: Chen Feng, well said, well said! Let's raise a toast!]
Inside the Daming Palace, Li Shimin clapped his hands and laughed heartily, all the frustration of dealing with the Turkic border troubles of the past few days vanished.
He immediately ordered his eunuch to fill the wine cups with imperial wine, raised a toast to the virtual chat interface from afar, and drank it all in one gulp.
The phrase "the greatest emperor of all time" and "the most capable emperor among emperors! And the most capable emperor among all emperors!" struck a chord with him, making him feel more comfortable than any memorial from a court official.
His gaze towards Chen Feng was almost tearful; they were kindred spirits. Moreover, being fellow descendants of the Chinese nation, Li Shimin naturally felt a sense of closeness towards Chen Feng, as if he were looking at his own child.