4:00 PM.
Chu Bamboo took a deep breath and waved his hand. The countless light screens floating in the vast, starry expanse, filled with endless records, all dissipated into nothing.
"Is there anything else to search for?" Nuwa asked softly at his side.
"No, that's all," Chu Bamboo said, his voice calm.
He had retrieved and memorized everything mentioned in the diary. He even had Nuwa pull up information that wasn't mentioned, so long as he deemed it potentially useful.
Of course, it didn't matter if there were any omissions. 'I can just memorize it in the future!'
"One last question." Chu Bamboo looked at Nuwa, his gaze turning sharp. "I doubt you'll answer, but… can you tell me God's name, identity, and the details of their situation in the past?"
"I cannot," Nuwa stated unequivocally, then added, "You are permitted to know at a point in the past, but you are not permitted to know in the future."
