Chapter 45: The Bond Between Hinson and Lin Molly

　　Part 1: The Broken Transit Point　　"Correct!" Lin Molly nodded, pointing to a section of the Ancient Shu script as she translated: "'One who merges with the Well of Time attains agelessness, until they glimpse the workings of Heaven.'"　　"Agelessness? And glimpse the workings of Heaven?" I looked her up and down, thinking, No wonder you don't look a day older!And after glimpsing the workings of Heaven, then what?　　"I don't know." She shrugged, looking utterly unlike someone who had glimpsed celestial secrets. Then, pointing to the final line of text, she told me that the ancient writing only mentioned that the one who glimpsed the workings of Heaven would undergo a wondrous change, but it didn't specify what that change was. Perhaps no one could answer that except those who had already seen it. Furthermore, the Well of Time had a limited "capacity." It could only merge with one person at a time. Given that, the previous person who merged was probably long gone.　　"Gone? Where did they go?"　　Lin Molly shook her head. She hadn't seen them either.　　The information was too much to process. For a while, we just sat facing each other in front of the platform, lost in our own thoughts, silent. After some time, I circled back to the earlier topic—why did this so-called "Bond" form between her and me?　　"The Bond is established through the Well of Time," Lin Molly explained. Right after the merger was complete, she didn't fully understand what had happened. She only felt different—she no longer needed to eat or drink, yet she could adjust her physical state at will. In her words, it was perhaps "an example of life feeding on negative entropy."　　Later, she accidentally discovered her consciousness could detach from her body and, following the temporal ripples, flow within specific periods of time. She could look into the past or foresee the not-too-distant future, but the scope of her movement was confined to these secret paths.　　"A traveler of time, a prisoner of space?" I murmured, looking down.　　"A prisoner…" Lin Molly's gaze grew distant.　　"Ahem, Sister Molly, ignore me. Please continue."　　Thanks to the convenience of traversing