Mainland Martial Arts

Chapter 368 Disappointed Lin Feng

At this point, Li Hanhai's eyes revealed a hint of satisfaction: "In the field of culture and art, we are also working hard to sow the seeds of global civilization. For example, in the creation of ceramics, although the artisans here have their own unique skills, there is still much room for improvement in production technology and aesthetic concepts. We showed them exquisite ceramics from different historical periods and different regions of the world, from ancient Chinese blue and white porcelain to modern creative pottery, which opened their eyes. Then, we taught them new pottery-making techniques, such as more precise temperature control, more delicate glaze mixing, and the design concept of how to perfectly combine art and practicality."

Lin Feng listened intently, his eyes sometimes flickering with curiosity, sometimes replaced by deep thought. He lowered his head slightly, pondered for a moment, then slowly raised his head and asked, "Why is the passage of time so different between this world and your Earth? Could this be hiding a deeper mystery of time and space?"

Li Hanhai sighed softly and shook his head helplessly. "This is also a problem that has always troubled us. We have conducted countless observations and research, but we still haven't found a definitive answer. Perhaps the wormhole's distortion of space and time far exceeds our imagination, or perhaps this world itself has a unique time system that is completely different from Earth's time and space system. Here, the years seem to be stretched out, and 100 years pass quietly, while on Earth, it is just a short year."

After hearing this, Lin Feng felt a bitterness in his heart, his eyes became dim, and he slowly said: "Although my soul has traveled here, my body was born and grew up in this world. It seems that I can't return to Earth as easily as ordinary time travelers, unless my soul can miraculously travel back again, but how easy is that?" His voice became lower and lower, and finally turned into almost a mutter, and his shoulders sank slightly, as if crushed by the weight of the whole world.

After a long silence, Lin Feng seemed to have suddenly grasped the last straw. He raised his head suddenly, and a glimmer of hope rekindled in his eyes: "What happened to my parents in the end? Their names are Lin Guodong and Li Yurong. You come from the future, so there must be a way to find their information, right?" His voice trembled slightly, and his eyes were full of longing and concern for his relatives. There seemed to be a fire burning in his eyes, hot and full of expectation.

Li Hanhai looked at Lin Feng, a trace of pity flashing in his eyes. He shook his head gently and said slowly, "We don't have any information about them in our database. According to time calculations, 200 years have passed since your death on our Earth. In that long river of time, any trace of your parents has long been ruthlessly submerged. They may have passed away long ago, leaving only a vague memory in the dust of time."

Upon hearing this answer, Lin Feng's body lurched forward as if struck by lightning. His eyes instantly became hollow and lifeless, as if his soul had been ripped from his body. His lips trembled slightly, and he tried to speak, but his throat felt as if something was choking him, and no words came out. The air around him seemed to grow colder, a chill that seeped deep into his bones, leaving him feeling an immense sense of despair and helplessness.

After a long moment, Lin Feng suddenly awoke from a dark abyss. His eyes lit up slightly, as if he had found a glimmer of hope in the darkness. "No, if people from Earth can come to this world, then people from this world should also be able to go to Earth, perhaps to the world 200 years from now," he muttered to himself, a hint of stubbornness and determination rekindled in his eyes. "I must find a way to go back, even if there's only a glimmer of hope. I can't just give up like this. I have to change this world and find a way back to Earth."

He gritted his teeth, his hands unconsciously clenched into fists, his knuckles turning white from the force, as if he was protesting against fate. He secretly vowed in his heart that no matter how many difficulties and obstacles lay ahead, he would work hard to return to his parents.

However, Li Hanhai's next words were like a cold, sharp blade, mercilessly piercing his newly inflated hope. "That wormhole is extremely unstable right now," Li Hanhai said gravely. "It might disappear completely in a while. Perhaps it will reappear decades or even centuries later, or perhaps it won't appear again in this lifetime." His eyes were filled with helplessness and regret, and he looked at Lin Feng as if he were looking at a pitiful person on the verge of losing his dream.

Upon hearing this, Lin Feng's body froze. The light in his eyes dimmed like a meteor, and he felt frozen in place, unable to move. His lips trembled slightly, and he wanted to say something, but it felt meaningless. The fiery fire that had just ignited in his heart was completely extinguished by the cold water, leaving only a cold ember.

Li Hanhai looked at Lin Feng's despair, his heart filled with helplessness and sympathy. He gently walked forward and patted Lin Feng's shoulder. That gentle pat seemed to carry a heavy weight, trying to give Lin Feng a little comfort: "Let's go back to the palace first. The emperor is still waiting for us."

Lin Feng nodded woodenly, like a puppet without a soul, mechanically following Li Hanhai as they slowly walked towards the palace. His steps were heavy and slow, each one akin to exhausting all his strength. His mind reeled in the faces of his parents, the beautiful moments he had shared flashing through his mind like a movie. Now, all of this seemed like a distant, unattainable luxury.

Finally, Lin Feng, accompanied by Li Hanhai, slowly entered the palace. Lin Feng's face showed a hint of fatigue, but his eyes held a hint of determination. Li Hanhai, on the other hand, had a solemn expression, his gaze deep and reserved. Lin Feng slowly knelt and saluted the Emperor. His eyes were empty, his heart filled with confusion and helplessness.

Chen Xin'er, Chen Yu, and Xu Tian stood to one side, alongside Eunuch Hong. Chen Xin'er's eyes held a hint of worry and anticipation. She frequently glanced toward the palace entrance, her fingers unconsciously twisting the corners of her clothes. Chen Yu and Xu Tian, ​​on the other hand, wore respectful expressions, yet they couldn't conceal their curiosity and nervousness.

The Emperor sat upright on the magnificent dragon throne, his posture erect and his expression dignified. He raised his hand slightly and said in a deep and mellow voice, "Lin Feng, get up."

Lin Feng thanked him respectfully and stood up, standing aside, waiting for the emperor's next words.

The Emperor turned to look at Li Hanhai, his eyes filled with inquiry: "How was your conversation with Lin Feng?"