544: Breakthrough, a thought changes the world

A few days later.

The clock hands spun at their usual speed, but the sun rose later than before.

At five in the morning, Yang Dian couldn't help but frown as he looked at the still pitch-black night sky to the east.

"The Earth's rotation speed has, without a sound, slowed down again~"

After a sigh, Yang Dian tapped his wristband:

"Zero, notify the Time Management Department to recalibrate the time."

The Time Management Department was a small, newly established department in Huaxia.

Its job was to calibrate time.

Why was such a new department suddenly established?

It was mainly in response to the demands of the general public.

After the increase in gravity, the Earth's day was once changed to 48 hours.

However, people had already adapted to a 24-hour lifestyle, and suddenly changing to 48 hours was somewhat difficult to adjust to.

So, at the request of the broad masses, the time was changed back to 24 hours.

It's just that now, one second of time passing is equivalent to two seconds in the past.

The Time Management Department existed to calibrate the Earth's increasingly decreasing rotation speed.

Now that the Earth's rotation speed had slowed down, they naturally had to be contacted.

After notifying the Time Management Department about recalibrating the time, Yang Dian didn't wait for the sun to rise from the sea level and directly opened his panel.

The percentage progress bar next to the Heaven and Man Unity Skill had already reached 99.99%.

Just a little more, and the next trait would appear on the panel.

"I'm somewhat looking forward to this..."

He muttered, and Yang Dian didn't seek a sense of ritual, insisting on filling the progress bar exactly when the sun rose.

That was something only someone with obsessive-compulsive disorder would do.

With a thought, the remaining energy in the place where his Soul resided slightly decreased by one layer, transforming into a hazy mist that integrated into Yang Dian's body.

As the progress bar of the Heaven and Man Unity Skill silently filled, an indescribable feeling surged into Yang Dian's heart.

This time, it was different from the feeling of Breakthrough in the past.

His physical body was sublimating, and his Soul was transforming.

His life level had an essential improvement.

It was as if he had transformed from a human into an immortal, transcending everything.

He looked up at the sky.

Vaguely, Yang Dian seemed to see chains spanning Heaven and Earth, telling him the principles of Heaven and Earth.

He stretched out his right hand.

With a slight thought, those chains began to rotate and break according to his will.

The star-filled night sky was suddenly covered by dark clouds.

Amidst thunder and lightning, a hundred-meter giant wave abruptly rose from the windless sea.

The earth cracked open a deep chasm.

But on the chasm, an old tree continuously extended its roots, remaining motionless no matter how much the chasm expanded.

"It seems like I'm truly going to be invincible..."

As he murmured, the Heaven and Earth phenomena instantly vanished.

A hint of dawn appeared in the eastern sky, and at the same time, Yangs Mother's puzzled voice came from downstairs.

"Am I hallucinating?"

"Didn't it suddenly thunder just now? How did all the dark clouds disperse?"

"Am I having visual and auditory hallucinations?"

No sooner had Yangs Mother's voice faded than Yangs Father's voice echoed from downstairs:

"I told you to sleep a bit longer, but you wouldn't. Now look, you're having hallucinations, aren't you?"

Yangs Mother, who had just finished feeding the chickens and ducks, walked into the living room and glared at Yangs Father:

"Now 5 hours are equal to 10 hours before. Isn't sleeping this long enough? If I sleep any longer, I'll become stupid..."

Amidst their bickering, Yang Dian slowly walked downstairs.

Yangs Mother, who had just turned off the gas stove, saw Yang Dian come downstairs at dawn, and a hint of surprise appeared in her eyes:

"Why are you up so early today?"

Thinking about what he had to do next, Yang Dian walked into the kitchen, served himself a bowl of porridge, and grabbed a packet of Fuling pickled mustard while also saying to Yangs Mother:

"I have a meeting to attend later, so I got up a bit early."

Saying that, Yang Dian lowered his head and took a sip of porridge, then praised:

"Mom, the porridge you cook is still the best."

Yangs Mother couldn't help but glance at Yang Dian:

"Can porridge be good or bad? Isn't it all the same?"

"How can it be the same?" Yang Dian said with conviction and righteous indignation:

"There's thin porridge, thick porridge, watery porridge..."

"Among so many types of porridge, I like the one you cook the most, Mom..."