My dream connects to three thousand years later.

Chapter 193 Life Goals in the World Line
At 8 p.m., Chu Zhu, Lin Xia, and Zhao Shao finished their late-night snack and went to their single dormitory at Company Z.

Previously, Chu Zhu had expressed her desire to stay at the company for an extended period, and Zhao Shao readily allocated the single dormitory room to Chu Zhu's name. He even promised to build Chu Zhu an extremely luxurious company accommodation when the company relocates in the future.

After a moment's thought, Chu Zhu took out a notebook and wrote down a passage using a mix of dream and reality language.

"My primary goal in this life is to survive to the best of my ability. This time, I don't need to confront the Golden Dawn head-on. My goal is to live the longest, see the most widely known things, and even learn as many secrets as possible about the 22nd century."

"In fact, in this timeline, you can choose to defect to the country if you are forced to do so! If I encounter the ruins timeline in the future, as long as you provide enough useful information, I will not blame you! After all, we are one."

Chu Zhu was confident. He was born in the 00s, and even if he wasn't at the first level in reality, his body had reached the limits of human potential due to the reverse nourishment. So, barring any unforeseen circumstances, living to be over a hundred years old should be no problem.
He hesitated for a moment, then wrote another sentence: "If the pressure is too much, I have no objection to having one or several relationships. Of course, if you want to be a playboy like Lin Xia, emmm, I can accept that too!"

As Chu Zhu wrote, he felt a deep sense of melancholy. What kind of world was this? He actually had to give himself psychological counseling! But he had no choice... Without his good brother who could travel through dreams, the psychological pressure he was under was clearly on a completely different level! And as time went on, this would become increasingly apparent.

"Then, intelligence! Intelligence! Intelligence! Oh, and if possible, leave me some backup plans that can last until the new century! Also, if I live long enough, see if I can observe whether humanity has any plans to travel to the future besides Nuwa... Pay special attention to that Heavenly Court, what's going on there!"

After finishing writing, Chu Zhu read it over several times, pondering it in her mind. Once she confirmed that it was correct, she washed up and went to bed.

……

Open your eyes again.

Strange ceiling.

Chu Zhu cautiously scanned her surroundings. Hmm, it was still the Mo Sect's guest rooms. The layout wasn't much different from yesterday?

"...Better than I expected!" Chu Zhu clicked his tongue in amazement. He had originally thought that if he had written it that way, this life would most likely head straight for ruins. But at the same time, he quickly felt a little worried and uneasy. What if something unexpected happened again?

For example, if his best friend died young, it might prevent the timeline from changing drastically... Thinking of this, he wished he could fly to Nuwa's base!

"Calm down, calm down, the Nuwa base can't fly! Let's deal with what needs to be dealt with first... The more anxious we are, the more chaotic things will probably become."

Chu Zhu rushed out and went straight to the next room. "Bi Xuan, Bi Xuan, you shouldn't be asleep yet, right?"

What kind of young people are they if they don't stay up all night?

"Zhang Hai, Zhang Hai! You should be awake by now!"

After a while.

Bi Xuan, her eyes bloodshot, gazed at Chu Zhu with a resentful look. Zhang Hai, meanwhile, yawned, appearing extremely tired.

"...Actually, I'm a little curious, Zhang Hai, with your strength as a third-realm cultivator! You shouldn't have any problem not sleeping, right?" Chu Zhu looked at the two of them strangely. "Theoretically, no problem!" Zhang Hai hesitated for a while before saying directly, "Why don't you join our God Worshipping Cult and get some orthodox training? I feel like many of your questions are common sense questions... For example, about sleep. Yes, we can go without sleep! But that will affect our mindset."

"...Isn't that unnecessary?" Bi Xuan immediately became alert. He already knew his master's attitude towards A Zhu. If Chu Zhu were to be bewitched and join the God Worshipping Cult under his nose, he would probably be beaten up by his master once he found out. "If A Zhu wants to know, she can just go to the training class at the Commandery! The effect should be the same."

Zhang Hai pretended not to hear this and looked at Chu Zhu with a normal expression, saying, "You need to understand that we need to maintain normal human life, sleep, and food! Only in this way can we prevent pollution from shaking our minds! The level of pollution is not the only cause of losing control and going crazy. It also depends on how well one maintains their humanity. An optimistic person can ultimately withstand more than a pessimistic person!"

Upon hearing this, Chu Zhu understood.

……

Inside the tool forging workshop.

Mo Wen's eyes darted around, his face showing embarrassment: "It's being built, it's being built, no rush! I'm sure I can finish within three days..."

"So, you're planning to start building it at midnight the day after tomorrow? Deadline Warrior?" Chu Zhu asked expressionlessly.

“…Death Warrior! This…” Although it was the first time he had heard the term, Mo Wen still managed to guess its meaning. “This is a bit too much!”

"Tomorrow morning! If you can't finish it, you can go ask the Hai family for money yourself with a hammer." Chu Zhu sneered and turned to leave.

"No! I was wrong, I was wrong, I'll get to work right now." Mo Wen's voice was shrill as he quickly swore an oath. Without hesitation, he rushed to the stove, his expression turning serious. He suddenly clasped his hands together, and flames rose from the stove at that moment.

Chu Zhu stopped, crossed her arms, and glanced sideways at Mo Wen. People like this need to be whipped mercilessly.

Mo Wen's voice was hoarse: "Someone come here! Bring the ingredients."

A child dressed in black, who looked only twelve or thirteen years old, ran to the side, opened a large door, and dragged the tightly bound 'main ingredient' to Mo Wen's feet. Then he crawled into the door and carried out a large pile of auxiliary ingredients.

Mo Wen moved with astonishing speed. Without even looking, he threw a large amount of auxiliary materials into the furnace, and the flames instantly turned a deep blue, releasing terrifying heat.

"Mr. Chu, so what kind of weapon do you want? Clothes, a knife, a sword, or something else?" Mo Wen asked, trying to think of something else.

"I need a device... that can, in the event of a surprise attack, preserve my life as much as possible, delay the enemy's attack, and allow me to obtain more intelligence about the enemy." Chu Zhu said solemnly.

What he feared most was that one day he would be knocked unconscious and imprisoned, only to find that he had been trapped for several days... Although he could escape by jumping over the ruins, he worried that something irreversible might have happened outside while he was unconscious.

Ultimately, due to intelligence issues, the timeline he primarily operates on is still the main timeline he is currently in!
(End of this chapter)