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"Marcus, I can trust you, right?" The black woman watched her assistant walk over step by step, staring into his eyes as she asked the question.

Marcus, the assistant, paused for a moment, then bowed his head respectfully.

"Yes, sir, you can trust me."

"Yeah?"

Marcus was about to look up when the black woman's words made him break out in a cold sweat.

"Yes," Marcus replied, lowering his head even further.

The ensuing silence made Marcus feel suffocated.

The black woman, who had been staring at him, only looked away when cold sweat was almost dripping from her forehead.

"Then tell me, at time point 277B62, what items were brought back to the warehouse from the Arkenna sector?"

"I don't……"

"Think it over before you tell me, Marcus," the black woman interrupted Marcus.

The middle-aged woman pushed her chair back slightly, leaned against the back, and tapped her fingers on the armrest.

"You handled the things from the Arkenna sector. You know what those are, don't you?"

Marcus dared not look directly at the black woman, staring at his toes.

"That mission came from the Guardians; I was only responsible for retrieving it. And I didn't even know what it was..."

"..."

"In that case, go and get that thing for me. I have the authority to do so without any problem."

Marcus's lips moved.

"That thing is no longer in the safety ditch."

"Oh? Where is it?"

"I...I don't know." Marcus shook his head.

The sound of a chair scraping against the floor rang out, and the middle-aged woman in black stood up.

A heavy hand patted Marcus on the shoulder, making him shudder.

You're lying.

"Come on, look at me, and say it again: you don't know."

The older woman's tone was calm, but tinged with regret. To Marcus, it sounded like a judgment, as if she were telling him this was his last chance.

Cold sweat poured down his forehead. Marcus forced himself to look up, revealing an expression that looked worse than crying.

"I really don't know, sir."

He blinked hard, trying to convey some message.

The older woman narrowed her eyes, stared at him for a while, then silently patted his shoulder and walked past him.

Marcus gasped for breath, his body trembling uncontrollably, until the door closed.

The black woman is hardly a good person; her torturous methods are notorious within the Time Management Bureau.

He couldn't afford to offend either the Black Granny or the Guardian. He couldn't say it directly, but he hinted at it to the Black Granny through subtle actions.

Now it seems the woman in black must have understood, otherwise she would have already been dragged into that dark room.

The older woman understood, of course. She knew Marcus; otherwise, he wouldn't have become her assistant.

The guardian took the item; it's obvious.

The woman in black followed the corridor, turning left and right, and soon arrived at a central control room.

In front of me was a special machine three meters tall.

"Special mission, prepare to teleport. Time point: 277B62, region: Arkenna sector."

This is a machine used to perform special tasks, typically for teleporting to areas that teleporters cannot reliably reach.

Sorry, the timeline for this location has been archived and teleportation is not possible.

"...Use my highest privileges to initiate the teleportation."

Sorry, you do not have sufficient permissions to send the message.

The special teleportation machine ruthlessly rejected the black woman.

The older woman didn't say anything more and turned to leave.

Very good, this once again confirms the information revealed by Marcus.

The black woman didn't go to find the Guardian immediately; instead, she returned to her office as if nothing had happened.

Marcus had left, and the black woman sat back down in her chair.

With a hint of melancholy, the black woman pinched the bridge of her nose and closed her eyes wearily.

That thing was the only one among the events related to the collision of dimensional universes that she didn't know exactly what it was.

Her intuition told her that it was very likely the key Lin Yi had mentioned.

What exactly is the purpose of the key? And why did the Guardian take it away? She couldn't figure out the reason.

The Time Administration Bureau is unaffected by the universe, but the dimensions have begun to collide, causing some ripples.

Moreover, the situation within the Time Management Bureau is complicated and difficult to describe.

The woman in black kept thinking about Lin Yi, the key, the Celestial Race, dimensional collision, and guardians, trying to make connections between them.

After a while, she suddenly opened her eyes, her gaze filled with determination.

Perhaps, Lin Yi coming to the Time Management Bureau isn't such a bad thing after all...

On the other side...

A stern version of Tony sits inside the spaceship, on its return journey.

The screen on the console is currently in communication.

"So when you said there would be a turning point, you were referring to Lin Yi, right?"

"Also, is this Lin Yi the same Lin Yi you told me about back then?" the stern Tony asked the figure on the screen.

She was a woman whose entire body was hidden in a straw hat.

Lin Yi would have recognized him at a glance: a quantum human.

"Yes, I said there's no need to worry about the Celestials or the Corrupting Energy."

The stern Tony chuckled. "You know me. I'm always cautious, aren't I?"

"...It's all over now. Are you going to leave this universe?" the quantum man asked.

"It will take some time. The upgrade data for the Anti-Celestial Race battle suit is almost ready. I just happened to get some suitable materials this time, so I'm going to give it a try."

"Let's not talk about that. I have a question," the stern Tony changed the subject.

"Why didn't you just give Lin Yi the information on the anti-Celestial Clan battle suit?"

"You have more advanced technical data, I guessed right. Why are you hinting that I should give you information about the Anti-Celestial Race battle suit? Why not just give me the most advanced data you have? What exactly is your purpose?"

This was a question that even the stern version of Tony couldn't understand. The complete information about the upgraded Celestial suit he possessed was also given to him by the Quantum Man. The Quantum Man had been in contact with him for a long time.

At that time, Tony was on the verge of despair, but the Quantum Man's technology and assistance gave them new hope.

When the quantum man presented the technology, he mentioned that in the future, a person named Lin Yi would need information about the anti-celestial race's battle suit.

In their subsequent interactions, Tony also heard this name. The behavior and attitude of the Quantum Man indicated one thing: she was secretly providing Lin Yi with some assistance.

So Tony was puzzled as to why the Quantum Man didn't directly help Lin Yi.

The quantum man hesitated for a moment before offering an explanation: "The distortion of time—even a slight deviation—creates countless universes and outcomes. I need to ensure that the right thing happens at the right time..."