Lin Xian gazed at the laminated photo in his hand.
It really was...
Absolutely authentic.
Despite spanning 600 years through time, the black ink on it seemed as if it hadn't yet dried.
These tiny and slightly skewed Chinese characters felt to Lin Xian as if they were written just two hours ago by Yan Qiaoqiao right in front of him.
She had pulled the photo out of its frame.
Picking up the black marker from the coffee table, she wrote down her name, proudly telling Lin Xian,
"Once I write my name on it, it becomes my property and no one else can take it."
But in the blink of an eye,
this photo had traveled 600 years to the Sixth Dreamland of 2624, lying in a storage locker of the Blue-Eyed Girl where there should have been nothing.
This was a minor temporal flux, it did not trigger any significant Space-Time Butterfly Effect, and the change in the curvature of space-time was far less than 0.0000042.
Therefore,