Tianbei Second Middle School, advanced dormitory.
"Squeak!!!"
A hissing sound rang out, the life support pod door opened, Shen Hex sat up, his eyes showing fatigue and nostalgia, but more than anything, a sense of relief.
One thousand one hundred years.
Another life, ended.
Compared to the Martial Dynasty, this time Zhuang Zhou's Dream of the Butterfly extended nearly six-fold.
Even for him, there's a touch of exhaustion, not just physical but also soul-deep fatigue.
But it's all over now, Shen Hex stretched lazily for the first time in a while, loosening the joints that had been silent for three years.
Indeed, three years have passed.
The time flow between the Real World and the Small Thousand World is one to three hundred and sixty-five, he spent one thousand one hundred years in the Spirit Control Realm, equating to one thousand one hundred days in reality, just over three years.
Three years is not long, but enough for many things to happen.
