Pretending To Be A Boss-Chapter 534 - 7: The Pangu Conjecture

Compared to the continually growing plants and the ever-fading environment and various dead objects, there seems to be no change in animals and humans.

Li Xiaoyu was surprised to see everything changing around her, and the animals on the periphery seemed equally astonished; they fled in all directions, but they didn't go far.

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For the animals, this was all too sudden, hiding in various places like a cat secretly watching in the dark.

The lifespan of most animals is short, and they are unaware that these dead objects and plants are undergoing a peculiar "reverse aging" process.

Li Xiaoyu was shocked, and so was Tang Xian.

He lacked battle talent, but that didn't prevent his keen sense of smell, almost like "observation Haki," from perceiving some mysterious aromas.

It was as if time were flowing backward, yet the effect was nuanced to different things.

Or perhaps more accurately described, were these plants and dead objects being forced by some power to recycle to a state from a past era?

Tang Xian was not sure how frequently this cycle occurred.

But judging from the various information about Baichuan City, it seemed to happen every few decades.

"Let's go, shall we go back and see?" said Li Xiaoyu.

Tang Xian nodded; if his guess was right—it seemed to be meaningless anyway.

Because he had sensed a certain aura but had no idea where it actually was.

The two began walking back toward Baichuan City.

This "time reversal" wasn't actually happening too quickly, despite the plants growing wildly with flowers, leaves, and branches visibly enlarging at a rapid pace.

But it was only faster compared to the unnoticeable growth rate of the past.

Tang Xian thought that if this was a marvelous magic covering the entire Baichuan City, now would be the best time to go back and witness the city's renewal.

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Baichuan City, business district.

Three thousand people scattered throughout the city make for few bustling scenes.

But the business district is the only prosperous area in Baichuan City.

Qiao Shanshan was wiping Song Que's cheek.

After returning home last night, without delay, Song Que contacted Qiao Shanshan and immediately started injecting the serum.

He did not say what the serum was, and even though Qiao Shanshan asked several times, Song Que insisted it was absolutely safe.

But injecting something into one's body, a physician should inquire clearly, even if Song Que brought up Tang Xian, Qiao Shanshan persisted in her questioning.

Eventually informed it was a talent-recovery serum, Qiao Shanshan felt uneasy; genetic serum extracts might irreversibly alter the human body in unpredictable ways.

But Song Que was adamant.

Sometime after the injection, Song Que fell into a deep sleep, as if he had taken 200ml of sleeping pills, enough to send a dinosaur into slumber.

Qiao Shanshan really wanted to scold Tang for this.

But on second thought, if it meant Song Que could recover his talent, then the ordeal was worth enduring.

With nothing else to do, she would periodically check on Song Que.

Right now, she was sitting to one side, gazing like a love-struck fool at this once-dazzling chosen one.

But this tranquil moment didn't last long, soon interrupted by noise from outside, mostly people's exclamations.

Qiao Shanshan was puzzled by what had happened.

Just as she was about to step out and take a look, the unbelievable scene caught her eye as she moved her gaze away from Song Que.

While the residential buildings they lived in were relatively sturdy structures, not shoddily made, their age was undeniable.

And since arriving in Baichuan City, everyone had tidied their dwellings, but the mottled marks of time could not be erased.

Strictly speaking, these residential buildings were hundreds of years old and in disrepair.

People had wondered why these buildings didn't appear as old as they actually were.

And now, the sight in front of Qiao Shanshan was magical.

It was like a sepia-toned photograph gradually becoming brighter.

The dust and grime were still present, yet walls, floors, and other structures looked as if they were completely renewed.

It wasn't an exaggeration; it was just that, compared to recently, things indeed were becoming newer.

"How is this possible? What's happening?"

Qiao Shanshan stepped onto the balcony, and looking out, she exclaimed, like the people in the streets below, her eyes wide with incomprehension.

The ground, billboards, streetlights, lanes, rows of commercial buildings—all were visibly shedding their age's singular dull yellow.

The visual tension was like an ancient toothpaste advertisement.

Some neglected areas still seemed dirty but no longer old.

Dong Ran, Akasi, Tang Suoye, Yuan Wu, and others were also stunned by the scene before them.

They had thought this was a power similar to time reversal, but on closer inspection, buildings damaged by telekinesis or renovated in some other way didn't return to their original state but became newer.

It was as if the city had come to life, or to say that the city also experienced the turn of the seasons: spring, summer, autumn, and winter.

This giant called Baichuan seemed to have passed its old, desolate winter and, in the blink of an eye, a vibrant spring had arrived.

Tang Xiaojiu had been playing with Tang Gazi and Tang Bingxiang in recent days, and a few days ago, a new playmate joined them—Tang Feiji.

The two shared a common interest in constructing buildings with Lego blocks.

Therefore, Tang Feiji decided to no longer mind Tang Xiaojiu's half-human, half-animal, and lowly fox race lineage.