Truly buried!
Wang Jixuan initially thought Senior Bai Gu's mention of 'burial' was a rhetorical device, but unexpectedly...
It was literal action!
He donned the alloy battle armor specially crafted for him by Mu Dan, feeling like, well, a pharaoh's coffin from Earth's Golden Age films.
"Why am I wearing this thing?"
"Oh, for safety!"
Mu Dan and Amina pressed Wang Jixuan from both sides, briskly helping him put on the armor.
Mu Dan grinned mischievously: "Sixteen thousand years is too long. My main consciousness will accompany you into deep sleep to avoid confusion that could cause disaster. This armor also has a positioning function, so when I want to sleep, I'll hide in it!"
"Exactly," Amina, in her petite form, said worriedly, "For those of us not sleeping, we'll be whisked to the present world with a blink, following Senior Bai Gu. Who knows what might happen in those sixteen thousand years?"
Wang Jixuan chuckled and gently pinched her cheek.
