"If you lose, the Foundation's big gamble will become meaningless. You chose the third ending, so be prepared," the old woman said.
"Destiny chose me, but the ending is in my hands. You said I would become the master of this dream, so how can I freely traverse through time?" Chen Ke asked.
"Find the key third one… and you will be greatly different. Now, it's time to leave here and deal with the matters outside," the old woman said with a smile, waving her hand. A gust of strong wind swept over, and before Chen Ke could react, he was blown out of the stone pavilion, his body drifting into the sky, tumbling incessantly.
He shouted loudly, his ears filled with the whooshing of the wind and his body spinning, the sea and clouds alternating in his vision, making it impossible to distinguish direction. After floating for over a dozen seconds, he suddenly hit the ground, rolling several times in the mud before coming to a stop against a wall.
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!"
