The Great Usurper

In short, after repeated and careful observation, Lin Feng was certain he had returned to the past.

Of course, this had nothing to do with objects like the Moonlight Box, nor was there any particular reason for it—or if there was, Lin Feng couldn't make sense of it. Though he enjoyed reading "Science Fiction World" while sitting in the restroom and knew that an old man named Hawking from the Royal Society of the British Empire had famously theorized that it was impossible for humans to travel back in time, the circumstances before him clearly proved that assertion utterly wrong. Unfortunately, he could no longer return to the 21st century to expose this scientific fraud.

The previous night had been a merry one. A few friends had arranged to meet at a famous outdoor restaurant in the west of the city, where they feasted and drank into the night. By ten o'clock, everyone had parted ways, tipsy and content. Lin Feng had then walked alone along a dark street, and eventually, unable to go further, had collapsed somewhere—where, he did not know. Now, upon opening his eyes, all he saw was lush, verdant greenery.

He may not have become a pilot, but Lin Feng had absolute confidence in his eyesight. At this moment, he was standing atop a small hill, the landscape before him picturesque as a painting. Below, trees flourished on the plain, green grass carpeted the earth underfoot, a gentle breeze caressed his face, filling him with a sense of ease and serenity, as though he had entered a celestial paradise.

He didn’t know what it felt like