Oh no! I'm surrounded by female ghosts!

Wait until the black fog dissipates.

Su Ming's figure suddenly appeared at a crossroads.

He looked around, his breathing slowed, and his eyes seemed somewhat unfocused.

It is Pingjiang City.

However, Pingjiang City at this time was no longer the county town it was in 2003.

It is not the bustling and well-organized modern new city of 2026.

It is in its most intense and rapid development phase, brimming with the vibrant energy of unbridled growth.

This is a small third-tier city that carries the lingering warmth of the old era while embracing the sharp edge of the new era.

The old-style bungalows have largely disappeared, and rows of low-rise buildings have sprung up.

The brand-new asphalt roads extend in all directions, and the streetlights are neatly arranged.

Cars are becoming more and more common on the streets, while motorcycles and electric bikes shuttle back and forth.

Shops line the street, their lightbox signs bright and eye-catching.

Mobile phone shops are scattered throughout the streets and alleys, with feature phones and early smartphones coexisting, and old-fashioned audio-visual stores are still in business.

Looking at the familiar yet unfamiliar small town, Su Ming strolled through it.

His attire still seemed somewhat out of place.

Men of this era prefer tailored blazers and tight-fitting T-shirts, and skinny jeans basically dominate the trouser market.

Even Su Ming was marveling at how this was a unique era where everyone was wearing tight-fitting clothes.

It's probably because they were influenced by the trends in neighboring countries.

He himself prefers a loose and casual style of dressing.

But overall, it's much better than when we entered 2003.

As before, system functionality is limited, retaining only basic functions.

The special phone introduced in 2026 completely lost its signal.

Fortunately, Su Ming had stored a huge amount of local data in it, and he also had several high-capacity power banks in his backpack.

This is something to be praised about the phone's battery; its battery life is simply outrageous.

In 2003, Su Ming used it for almost a month and still had 13% battery left.

Products from the Bureau of Abnormalities are indeed of high quality.

After buying a drink, Su Ming squatted down on the street and began to ponder.

I was born in 2012.

"At that time, I was just 3 years old."

"Where am I now?"

This was the question Su Ming was pondering.

He wanted to see his childhood self.

Pingjiang City is his ancestral home, but he did not attend school there as a child. Instead, he moved around with his parents.

At the time, my parents were running a business and did not have a stable place to live.

Originally, that was the case.

Su Wangshan suggested sending Su Ming to Pingjiang City to be cared for by his grandparents.

But Song Yu felt sorry for the child and couldn't bear to part with him, so she insisted on keeping him by her side and taking care of him herself.

I vaguely remember that I went to three different kindergartens, five different primary schools, and two different junior high schools.

It wasn't until high school that things settled down, and I returned to Pingjiang City to study.

His grandparents lived in Jiangkou Village, Pingjiang City.

"Let's go visit Grandpa and Grandma in Jiangkou Village first."

Su Ming stood up, found a secluded spot, and activated Boundary Blur.

The area between Jiangkou Village and Pingjiang City, spanning 27 kilometers, begins to overlap.

Once the parts were perfectly aligned, he took a step forward, and in a flash of light, he successfully arrived at Jiangkou Village.

It is 1:33 PM now.

The sun was high in the sky, and the village was quiet, as it was the villagers' midday rest time.

The old courtyard of my grandparents was quiet and serene, with the doors and windows slightly ajar, and the sound of steady, long breathing could be heard from inside.

Su Ming stood quietly inside the house, his gaze fixed on the two elderly people, and remained motionless for a long time.

He ultimately did not disturb this tranquility, but instead activated the lower-level blind spot to repair his grandparents' bodies before quietly leaving.

I remember my grandmother passed away suddenly from illness when I was in the second year of junior high school.

The following year, Grandpa also passed away, following Grandma.

Now that he had returned to 2012, no matter how long he could stay there, he hoped that the two elderly people could live more comfortably.

Leaning against the old locust tree at the village entrance, Su Ming was trying hard to recall.

"I was 3 years old and just started kindergarten."

"It seems..." He scratched his head, "...it should be in Chang'an City, right?"

"Yes, it should be the Xincheng Bilingual Kindergarten in Chang'an City."

Just as I determined my destination, a cold and indifferent voice suddenly echoed in my mind: "Who are you?"

No need to guess.

This unique voice can only belong to Yu Mengnian.

She left a trace of her consciousness in Su Ming's mind in 2003.

Yu Mengnian noticed this as soon as Su Ming entered 2012.

Only now did she activate this wisp of divine consciousness. Although her tone was cold and indifferent, it concealed an undisguised shock and doubt.

"I am your Daoist partner," Su Ming replied with a smile.

next second.

Yu Mengnian's rebuke suddenly echoed in his mind: "Nonsense."

I will find you.

These were Yu Mengnian's last words.

Su Ming shrugged and told her to look for it.

By 2012, Yu Mengnian had most likely become a Five Senses Awakener.

According to her statement in 2003, at her peak, her divine sense could cover a radius of 150 kilometers.

Even at a distance of 150 kilometers, it would take her a lot of time and energy to find herself in China.

Besides, even if Yu Mengnian didn't look for him, he would still go to Yu Mengnian.

Just like Wen Qi said before.

No matter which apocalyptic timeline Su Ming enters, Yu Mengnian and Chen Zhiwei will always be there for him.

They are the same age, born in 1993.

The first year of the catastrophe was 1996.

According to Wen Qi's analysis, 1996 was the starting point when the pollution source first came into contact with the blue planet.

But speaking of Wen Qi.

Su Ming couldn't help but sigh.

Wen Qi was not there in 2012.

Wen Qi will not appear in any of the future apocalyptic timelines.

Slapping his forehead, Su Ming composed himself and activated the Boundary Blur.

This time the distance was longer, and the boundary was blurred. It took nearly a minute to prepare before the space between Pingjiang City and Chang'an, which are thousands of miles apart, was overlapped.

He took a step and, once he was on his feet, he had arrived in Chang'an City.

Blurring the boundaries is so useful.

He no longer needs to squeeze onto buses or take trains.

Once you bring up the map and determine your location, you can get there in one step.

Upon arrival, he can even leave his coordinates.

Next time, the boundary blur will open instantly, making it extremely convenient.

Chang'an City, a prosperous ancient capital, is the most prosperous city in Northwest China.

Its cultural heritage is beyond imagination.

There's a popular saying that there are more people living underground than above ground.

Su Ming even took a big look around.

That was a joke and a bit of an exaggeration.

But there are so many ancient tombs, layer upon layer, it feels like they're everywhere.

He looked away and, instead of continuing to use the blurred boundary technique, boarded a bus based on his memory.

He had lived in Chang'an for two years, so he was quite familiar with the city.

Of course, this only applies to 2012.

Chang'an City in 2026 has undergone tremendous changes; if Su Ming were to go there, he would most likely get lost.

An hour later, he arrived at the New Town Bilingual Kindergarten.

At this time, the Xincheng Bilingual Kindergarten had not yet let out for the day.

Through the Great Eye, Su Ming saw his childhood self.

He was fast asleep, slumped over his desk, drool dripping from the corner of his mouth and soaking half of the desk.

On the contrary, Su Ming grinned and said with pride, "Hey, you know what, he's even this handsome when he's sleeping."

"If this grows up, it will charm countless girls."

Just as I was admiring my childhood sleeping face, someone suddenly patted my shoulder.

It wasn't a slap; it felt more like being pressed down by a piece of ice emitting a chilling aura.

Out of the corner of my eye, a chilling glint caught my eye.

It is a sword.

A sword covered in white frost was only 0.001 millimeters away from his neck.

Indeed, the sword is already at Su Ming's neck.

"Who are you?"

A chilling voice came from behind, each word sending shivers down your spine.

Su Ming was completely dumbfounded.

Is it that fast?

Is Yu Mengnian cheating?

Two hours ago, I said I would find myself, and two hours later I found myself.

What, telepathy?

Even if I hadn't hidden a trace of her divine thought within me, it shouldn't have happened this quickly.

He turned around, and with a soft thud, the blade pierced three inches into his body, the wound on his neck quickly freezing over.

But Su Ming ignored it all.

This minor injury was no different from being bitten by a mosquito for him.

He was simply curious as to why Yu Mengnian was able to find him so quickly.

Yu Mengnian was 19 years old at this time.

He's getting more and more impressive in appearance.

Dressed in simple white robes, she was aloof and ethereal, with a tall and elegant figure and a face of unparalleled beauty, as if a celestial being had fallen to earth.

His aura was otherworldly and refined, aloof and detached from worldly affairs, as if he were about to ride the wind and ascend to immortality at any moment.

This person is no ordinary mortal.

This is clearly a fairy from a painting, aloof, noble, and unattainable.

Yu Mengnian frowned slightly, her eyes filled with scrutiny.

"Strange?" she asked, her tone tinged with curiosity.

Su Ming waved his hand: "No?"

He pulled out a handful of envelopes from his backpack, searching for a letter left by Yu Mengnian in 2003.

At this moment, Yu Mengnian pressed on again, asking, "An Awakened One?"

"I'm not sure either," Su Ming replied without looking up.

Yu Mengnian pondered for a second, then asked again, "A person?"

Su Ming paused slightly while searching, then said, "Yes, it's a person."

Upon hearing Su Ming's reply, Yu Mengnian lowered her sword and withdrew all her killing intent.

She looked at Su Ming and uttered two words softly: "Thank you."

This is her bottom line and a matter of respect.

After all, Su Ming answered his question truthfully.

She has been able to distinguish between the truth and lies since she was a child.

Su Ming's answer was the truth.

Since they are human, they are not enemies.

Su Ming finally found the letter Yu Mengnian left for him in 2003.

"Found it."

"for you."

"This is a letter you wrote to yourself in 2003."

Yu Mengnian didn't quite understand.

But when her gaze fell on the envelope, her pupils contracted slightly.

The words written on it were clearly visible: "To Yu Mengnian, 2012".

It's definitely my own handwriting.

Even in the corner of the envelope, there was a very secret mark that only she knew about.