Zombie Marvel? Luckily, I'm Superman!

The atmosphere became a bit heavy again. Lin Yi picked up a piece of fruit from the fruit plate, took a bite out of it, thought for a moment, and comforted her, "What are you afraid of? Don't worry, your Qi Yuan tribe should be able to live well for at least a few hundred years."

Yes, that's right. He traveled from over 700 years in the future, back when the Qi Yuan Clan still existed.

Although he was forced to participate in the Grandmaster's intergalactic survival race, and not only in speed but also in gladiatorial combat...

The little salamander remained silent for a long time, seemingly having made a decision. She lowered her tail, straightened her small body, and looked at Lin Yi with a reckless courage; "Then, what will we do hundreds of years from now? You...can you help us?"

Lin Yi stopped his clicking movements and looked at the little salamander.

Those large eyes reflected the faint light from the plants on the cave walls, so clear you could see right to the bottom; they were filled with fear, anticipation, and pleading.

Finally, there was a kind of worry and heavy sense of responsibility for the future of her community that was not something someone her age should have.

Lin Yi wanted to say yes, but he really couldn't do it. He was currently in the past seven hundred years, and it wasn't worthwhile, nor was it possible, to risk disrupting the timeline and creating a branch for an alien race he had only met for the first time... oh, the second time.

Look what you've done, old salamander! You're still hiding behind the rock and won't come out. Do you think such a small child can shoulder the future of the entire race?

Avoiding the increasingly tense gaze of the little salamanders, Lin Yi said dryly, "I'm sorry, I can't help you..."

Although the little salamanders were mentally prepared, they still couldn't help but feel disappointed after receiving the answer. The light in their eyes visibly dimmed, their shoulders slumped, and their tails hung limply to the ground.

Lin Yi felt inexplicably irritated by this sight. He patiently explained, "I have my reasons. I came to this point in time because I have my own things to do. If I help you, it might cause instability in the entire universe and even affect multiple futures."

"Furthermore, as I mentioned before, your Qi Yuan clan will not be wiped out for at least several hundred years. Now that you know this information, you can start preparing for future disasters in advance. At least you have enough time."

"Did you understand what I said? Chieftain of the Qisam tribe, Takunmo."

Lin Yi spoke his last words as he turned toward the cave entrance, his tone cold and devoid of the patience and gentleness he usually showed when dealing with the Little Salamanders.

The questions asked by the Little Salamander were mostly things she had come up with herself, but the content of the questions had risen to the level of the entire race. As the clan leader, he did not show himself at all, leaving the Little Salamander to ask and seek answers under his pressure.

Lin Yi certainly wouldn't have a good attitude towards this kind of clan leader.

From behind a rock in the direction of the cave entrance, a barely perceptible sound came, and the elderly chieftain of the Qi Yuan tribe, Takunmo, silently emerged.

"I'm very sorry, sir... this matter is of great importance..." Takunmo tried to explain, but Lin Yi's sharp gaze stopped him in the throat.

"I don't want to hear your nonsense, and I don't care. You should be glad I'm not one of those two guys. If it were them, the Axolotl race would have been wiped out of this universe by now."

Regret and fear flashed deep in Takunmo's eyes. He hunched over and dared not say another word.

"Don't make things difficult for Grandpa Chieftain..." The little salamander mustered her courage and tugged at Lin Yi's sleeve, as if Lin Yi's previous attitude made her feel that Lin Yi was not an unreasonable and violent being.

"Thank you for telling us this. We...we will be careful."

The little salamanders seemed to accept this answer. Their lack of crying, fussing, and nagging was far more heartbreaking than their persistent pestering.

Lin Yi sighed and patted the little salamander's head.

"I have to go now. What's your name?"

The little salamander raised its head: "My name is Xing, it's the name my mother gave me! I like it very much."

"And one last question, may I ask you?"

"Okay," Lin Yi replied. As for "mother salamander"? In the salamander tribe, it probably means "mother."

The little salamander temporarily buried those heavy thoughts in its heart, its face filled with pure curiosity and confusion: "Um... what does 'bastard' mean?"

Ga?

Lin Yi was basking in the comfort of seeing the little salamander so sensible when he heard this and was taken aback.

What a bastard! Why did the question suddenly jump so far? He thought the little salamanders hadn't given up and wanted to ask him if he had any suggestions.

However, he also remembered that when he had failed to find anything by studying the light gate, he had angrily uttered that same curse. At the time, he had been communicating with Takunmo in the language of the Qisaur tribe, and he had used it casually when he cursed.

Goodness, I didn't expect this little guy to hear it.

A hint of embarrassment flashed across Lin Yi's face, and he coughed lightly: "That... it's a swear word, it doesn't sound very nice, kids shouldn't learn that."

"Oh!" The little salamander suddenly realized, its eyes brightening as if it had learned something new, and subconsciously repeated it in a low voice.

Lin Yi's cheek twitched. He could tell the little salamander was indeed quite curious, but... "I told you not to learn this kind of thing!"

"Oh! Okay! I promise I won't say 'bastard' or 'scoundrel' anymore." The little salamander quickly covered its mouth.

Just then, as Lin Yi looked at the little salamander's blue hair and blue tail, he suddenly... inexplicably saw a scene from his memory.

Blue hair and tail...

Before... at the finish line of that race, wasn't there a salamander who called me a bastard and a son of a bitch? And he also had blue hair and a blue tail!

Hiss! Lin Yi gasped, realizing he had discovered something.

The face, the color—the more I look, the more it resembles him! The age matches up too! Seven hundred years later, this little salamander will be around eight hundred years old, which is exactly the age of a newly adult salamander!

Moreover, the future salamander asked him why he pretended not to know her!

Good heavens, could this little guy be the blue-haired salamander from over seven hundred years in the future?!

Lin Yi's eyes widened in surprise.

Holy crap! No wonder she knows that word! So she learned it from me? So it's a swear word I taught her?

Holy crap! Are you kidding me?!

Lin Yi gritted his teeth, feeling a bit unbearable. Under the confused and somewhat timid gaze of the little salamander, he quickly looked her over, then locked onto her tail and rushed forward to deliver an eighteen-palm strike!

It was barely done and quite tasteless, but it was so damn satisfying!

After finishing the set of eighteen palm strikes, Lin Yi didn't say a word. He immediately took out the teleporter, pressed a few buttons, and disappeared through the portal.

Only the little salamander remained, clutching its slightly aching tail, its little mouth agape in disbelief.