Lord of the Time: I Can Reincarnate Infinitely-Chapter 347 - Chickening Out

He was sealed inside for thousands of years. The only way to come out was for a creature to step inside in exchange for his place. At that time, he would be free and the young man would take his place and be sealed inside the temple indefinitely until another being stepped in and replaced him. Unfortunately, the young man was cautious.

’Damn it! Those Kui elders are really getting on my nerves! It’s been a thousand years yet they still hate me to their guts! When would a strong person manage to bypass their security!?’

’A young man actually managed to reach the temple. Unfortunately, he is cautious. If only let his three shadows move forward a bit more! What a pity!’ The old man clenched his fist and the floor of the temple cracked.

What Caleb didn’t know. He just dodges a bullet. And a dangerous one that would have ’probably’ reincarnated him to the next world.

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Back at home, in his room, Caleb looked at his three shadows with a lingering fear. Until now, his dangerous senses were still blaring. It only stopped after a few hours.

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Fuck! What kind of shitty entity is in that damn temple to alarm my dangerous senses to such a degree? Fuck! Fortunately, I did not continue, or maybe I would have been reincarnated to the next world already. On the other hand, his three shadows looked at him with mixed emotions. One was looking at him with disgust, while the other one with nervousness, and the last one gave him a comforting glance. Fuck! Thank me that I ordered the three of you to retreat, or else we would have been absolutely fucked already, Caleb said as he glared at the one that was looking at him with disdain. What’s your problem? Do you want me to fuse you to a pig? Caleb threatened with a soft chuckle. Hearing this, the shadow assistant who looked at him with disdain shrunk in fear and blended itself into his shadow. Now, only two shadows remained. Caleb could not help but slap his thigh with a whip and laugh. Hahaha, that’s what you get for being too arrogant. After the lift-off episode with his shadow, Caleb scanned the room with his eyes.

He shook his head and decided not to think about it. He sat on his computer and opened it. The logo of the computer brand was that of Marching Ant. And it took only 10 seconds for the logo to transition to the familiar Windows. Then he saw Google Chrome, YouTube, and other apps that are quite similar to the Earth, however with different founders.

He began to play with the desktop to his heart’s content from Valorant to League of Legends to different games in the past that he played. Of course, on this earth, there are not a lot of players that play the same game anymore. After all, in this world, League of Legends and Valorant are considered old-fashioned games. Caleb played for 6 games in 5 hours before he got his mind tired. He felt a bit dizzy and felt that his stomach churned as he craved something sweet.

Might as well something to it be that Caleb could not help but sight, as he recalled how he chickened out from stealing the absorption techniques that were about to become his property.

Caleb’s fingers drummed rhythmically on the edge of his computer desk, the soft tapping echoing his contemplative mood. As he stared at the screen, his thoughts danced between the pixels and the haunting memories of the temple. The missed opportunity to acquire the absorption techniques gnawed at him, leaving traces of regret etched in his mind.

"Darn it," Caleb muttered under his breath, his gaze fixed on the icons of old-fashioned games on the desktop. The disappointment over his failure to seize the powerful techniques weighed heavily on him. He couldn’t shake off the feeling that he had let a significant chance slip through his fingers.

His three shadows mirrored the turmoil within him. The disdainful one, once arrogant, now humbled, still held a hint of reproach in its form. The nervous shadow seemed to reflect Caleb’s own internal questioning, while the comforting one offered silent reassurance amid the self-imposed disappointment.

Caleb’s internal dialogue intensified as he replayed the events in his mind. "Why did I hesitate? I had it right there, within my grasp." The absorption techniques, a potential source of immense power, slipped away like sand through his fingers. The caution that had

He could not help but feel disappointment, but also proud of himself. Disappointment because he failed to do the mission. It’s not even the one that was about to take the risk, but his three shadow assistants. However, he was also proud that his character had developed. He was now more cautious than ever before.

A gentle knock echoed through Caleb’s room, and the door creaked open to reveal his mother with a tray of delectable desserts. The sweet aroma of freshly baked cake and various treats wafted through the air, creating an irresistible allure that instantly captivated Caleb’s senses.

The cake, adorned with a layer of velvety chocolate ganache, glistened under the soft glow of the room’s light. Beside it, an array of desserts — from delicate pastries to colorful macarons — presented a visual feast, each treat a work of culinary art.

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"Caleb, sweetheart, I brought you some goodies," his mother announced, her eyes gleaming with warmth as she carefully set the tray on his desk. The desserts seemed to beckon with their tempting sweetness.

The rich scent of chocolate mingled with the delicate notes of vanilla and butter, creating a symphony that danced through the room. Caleb couldn’t help but feel a twinge of guilt for indulging in such delights after his internal struggle moments ago.

His mother’s caring tone broke through his contemplation. "Remember, don’t stay up too late. Sleep is crucial, and you wouldn’t want to face the day with sleep deprivation," she advised, concern etched on her face.

Caleb nodded appreciatively, grateful for his mother’s thoughtfulness.