Chapter 7: Connection to Earth 2

The fifth technological revolution?

Could it be the cultivation era?

Facing Facing Cang Luo couldn't help but think of the martial artists of Yuanwu Continent—could China be trying to create the fifth technological revolution through Yuanwu Continent?

It's not impossible; as long as the two worlds can connect, or if we can directly crack the secret of why cultivation is possible on Yuanwu Continent.

"Regardless of which scenario it is, I am the first Earthling to contact a cultivation civilization—I must seize this opportunity." Facing Facing Cang Luo gripped his phone tightly, envisioning the future.

"Facing Facing Cang Luo, Facing Facing Cang Luo, are you listening?" Li Weiguo's voice came through the phone.

Facing Facing Cang Luo quickly replied: "Yes, I'm here. Go ahead."

"Facing Facing Cang Luo, let me repeat our questions again—please answer carefully.

One: Do you know where your current alternate world is located? What are its characteristics?

Two: Is there any way to return to Earth?

Three: Why can your phone connect to Earth for calls?"

In fact, Feng Lin Huo Shan had also speculated on the third point, believing there were two possibilities.

One: During the transit, Facing Facing Cang Luo's phone mutated, altered by some mysterious force, gaining the ability to connect to Earth for calls.

Two: Facing Facing Cang Luo himself has acquired some ability that enables his phone to connect to Earth.

This is common in xianxia novels; which scenario it is will require further research—naturally, Facing Facing Cang Luo's cooperation is needed.

Facing Facing Cang Luo got up and sat on the edge of the bed, elbows resting on his knees, chin supported in his hands, his right heel tapping rhythmically as he pondered what to say and what to withhold.

Everyone must have some secrets—at least he couldn't reveal the satellite's existence.

After a long silence, Facing Facing Cang Luo said calmly: "I am currently in a world called 'Yuanwu Continent,' a world that has developed a cultivation civilization."

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard a burst of exclamations from the other end of the phone.

The exclamations were understandable—after all, they had discovered an alternate world where cultivation was possible.

Facing Facing Cang Luo continued: "Like martial artists in xianxia novels, they can fly.

I personally saw a regular martial artist from the Profound Heaven Sect effortlessly shatter three massive boulders, each weighing dozens of tons, with a single heavy sword.

I've heard that top-tier cultivators can reverse rivers and seas, resist fire and water, fly through the skies and tunnel through the earth, and easily annihilate entire cities."

That last part was Facing Facing Cang Luo's own fabrication—he had never seen it himself; he invented it to make them believe this world held immense value.

He wanted to make himself, the only Earthling to have crossed over to Yuanwu Continent, more valuable—to make them rely on him more, and to ensure his family received special protection from the motherland because of him.

Want information on Yuanwu Continent?

Fine—meet all my demands.

This was one reason Facing Facing Cang Luo was willing to provide data to the motherland; of course, the greater reason was to help strengthen the motherland.

As Facing Facing Cang Luo spoke, Li Weiguo couldn't help asking: "Profound Heaven Sect? Is that a martial sect on Yuanwu Continent? How powerful is it? Do you have any way to return?"

Li Weiguo's voice was trembling—he knew what this alternate world meant, how vital it was.

Facing Facing Cang Luo replied casually: "Hmm, I don't know how powerful they are—I've only been here one day.

The moment I appeared on Yuanwu Continent, that white orb vanished, and I haven't found any other way back to Earth."

After explaining his situation, Facing Facing Cang Luo paused, then added: "But based on what the Profound Heaven Sect's Grand Elder said, I believe they've been researching a way to reach Earth."

Li Weiguo interrupted, puzzled: "You understand their language? Do they speak Mandarin too?

What's going on? Could this be connected to China?"

Facing Facing Cang Luo had no answer to this either; he pondered: "Yes, I'm very confused too—I never expected them to speak Mandarin.

But from what I've observed, they seem to have hostile intentions toward Earth."

As soon as he finished speaking, several derisive laughs came through the phone.

Chen Jun sneered, his face full of contempt: "Hah! Didn't you tell them we have nuclear weapons?

I don't believe they're gods—they can't possibly stand against nuclear weapons! They're just humans with some special techniques.

Hmph! I'm actually looking forward to them figuring out how to reach Earth—China's soldiers have been polishing their rifles for decades."

Although Chen Jun's words were arrogant, Facing Facing Cang Luo firmly believed the martial artists of Yuanwu Continent were no match for Earth's nuclear weapons.

Ha! Yuanwu Continent wants to attack Earth, Earth wants to attack Yuanwu Continent—and I'm the only witness between these two worlds?

"Interesting," Facing Facing Cang Luo couldn't help smiling.

Facing Facing Cang Luo continued: "I still don't know why they speak Mandarin or what connection they have with China—but I'll investigate. As for the third question..."

Mid-sentence, Facing Facing Cang Luo suddenly remembered something critically important.

Can Yuanwu Continent charge his phone?

Facing Facing Cang Luo quickly checked his phone's battery—it was at 40 percent.

Damn it, what if the phone runs out of power? The battery keeps draining—there's no infinite power capability, is there?

Can the satellite charge the phone?

Facing Facing Cang Luo stared at the phone, pondering why it could connect to Earth for calls.

He examined the phone inside and out thoroughly, found no abnormalities, and with the battery continuously draining, he concluded the phone was still just an ordinary phone.

Recalling more details, he realized that the phone could only connect to Earth when he himself touched it.

To test his theory, Facing Facing Cang Luo gently placed the phone on the bed.

Beep-beep-beep... beep-beep-beep...

Facing Facing Cang Luo saw the call automatically disconnect, the signal icon showing no service—he exclaimed happily: "Sure enough, it's not the phone itself—it's my ability."

Facing Facing Cang Luo was thrilled, but immediately realized he absolutely could not reveal that his own ability enabled the phone to connect to Earth—even if it seemed useless.

Since he couldn't expose it, he could only attribute "why the phone can connect to Earth" to the phone itself.

Once he had decided, Facing Facing Cang Luo picked up the phone again—the number displaying "Unknown Caller" immediately dialed in.

Facing Facing Cang Luo pressed answer, and Li Weiguo's voice sounded again: "Xiao Cang? Why did you hang up suddenly?"

Facing Facing Cang Luo immediately replied, "It wasn't me who hung up. Just now, for some reason, a bunch of garbled characters appeared on the phone screen, and then the call ended automatically."

"Garbled characters?"

"Yes, garbled characters. I think the reason the phone can connect to Earth's network is because of these garbled characters. Every now and then, garbled characters appear on the screen, and the phone freezes too."

As he lied, Facing Facing Cang Luo's feet tapped the ground faster and faster — that was his habit.

Facing Facing Cang Luo continued, "I won't say more, I'm going to hang up, because the phone battery keeps draining.

Until I solve the charging problem, I'll be shutting the phone off. Unless it's something important, I won't be the one to contact you.

Oh right, how do I get in touch with you?"

After he finished, the other end of the line was silent for over ten seconds before Li Weiguo's voice came through. He said, "Understood. After the call ends, add a WeChat friend. Feng Lin Huo Shan will have a staff member contact you.

Also, just in case, I suggest that during the shutdown period, you write down everything you know on paper.

There is paper in that world, right? Next time you turn the phone on, take photos of the materials and send them over."

Facing Facing Cang Luo nodded and said solemnly, "Mm, okay, I'm going to hang up... please, you must protect my family. Thank you so much."

Li Weiguo also said solemnly, "Don't worry. You couldn't find a place safer than the Imperial Capital of Huaxia anywhere on Earth. The motherland will always be your strongest backing.

One more thing — your phone can go online, right? Absolutely do not post about your transmigration on the internet, and don't tell friends or family, including your own family.

Otherwise, it could very likely cause global panic. That's all then, please stay in touch. Call concluded!"

"Understood, call concluded!"

Facing Facing Cang Luo ended the call, opened WeChat, accepted a friend request noted as 'Feng Lin Huo Shan Comprehensive Logistics Group Staff Officer Zhu Ge Qing', and then shut the phone off.

Looking out the window at the world outside, Facing Facing Cang Luo recalled the past, and thought of a woman.

That day, at the group company where Facing Facing Cang Luo worked after graduation, he ran into his college ex-girlfriend — a beautiful woman with a bit of a temper.

That day, Facing Facing Cang Luo finally learned the reason his ex had dumped him... his ex was the secretary of the group company's vice chairman.

That day, Facing Facing Cang Luo's dignity was trampled ruthlessly...

Ending the recollection, Facing Facing Cang Luo clenched his fists and growled in a low voice, "I must obtain powerful strength and become a person above others.

Money, beautiful women, dignity — I want it all.

And that woman, that vice chairman, and Izumo Society and Eden, you all wait for me to return to Earth..."

Facing Facing Cang Luo unclenched his fists and set his life goal.

But then he thought again — how does one cultivate? Why hasn't anyone come to take charge of me?

Just then, Facing Facing Cang Luo heard footsteps approaching from outside the room, followed by a 'knock knock knock' at the door...