Song Yan didn't understand how he changed his environment in the blink of an eye, and the man in front of him looked very real, unlike high-tech such as virtual mirroring.
In an instant, he was refreshed with three views again.
"So, how did you bring me here just now?" Song Yan asked.
"This is not important, what is important is what I want to tell you next." Song Huaixin said, "I hope you can listen to me carefully.
At this time, a door on the other side of the room was suddenly knocked. Open, a young man in a hoodie stumbled in and said,
"Sorry, I'm late. "
Everyone: "..."
Song Yan looked at the back of the door curiously, the darkness was out of sight, and there was a cold and gloomy wind, giving people the illusion that this man was crawling out of hell.
The man closed the door easily, and ran to the bottom of the coffee table to look through the box, muttering: "Noodles, my old sauerkraut noodles..."
"..." Ke Mei couldn't bear it, "Du Lanze Can you be more serious, we are talking about business, and you want to make your old jar of sauerkraut again? !"
Du Lanze looked up at him with an innocent look: "You talk about yours, I eat mine, and it doesn't matter. "
Song Huaixin saw that the two were about to quarrel again, and interrupted: "Let's get back to business." Mr. Song..."
"Just call me Song Yan. "Song Yan withdrew his eyes from the inexplicable man. Everyone in this place felt weird. He could only listen to the key points.
"Okay, then I'll say it straightforwardly." "Song Huai-yin said, "Song Yan, you are obviously dead, but you are alive again. You were reborn a few years ago. Have you ever thought about the reason?" "
Song Yan was stunned. He originally thought that his rebirth was a gift from God, but when he was waiting for death in the cave, he suddenly felt that it might not be a gift, but God punished him to pay Xia Lin's debt. Now a stranger asked him if he had ever thought about the reason for his rebirth, and he also wanted to know the reason.
Seeing him look dazed, Song Huaiyun continued: "Have you ever heard of the Bermuda Triangle?"
Song Yan nodded: "When I was a child, I saw such legends and stories, and they were so eloquent. I saw it half-believingly.
" The Bermuda Triangle is real," Song Huaiyun said, "But what I want to tell you is not about the Bermuda Triangle, but about space-time storms. Space-time storms are equivalent to Bermuda floating in the universe, but its cycle is very long. , The coordinates are very random. This time I will meet you and Xia Lin. I really donât know if you two are lucky or bad."
Song Yan blinked, not quite understanding the meaning of his last sentence. .
Song Huaiyun adjusted his sitting posture: "Let's put it this way, have you heard of the butterfly effect?"
Song Yan nodded, "I've seen a movie with the same name."
"That's pretty much what it meant. But that movie only discussed changes. The problem of destiny, but in fact, when the change of personal destiny affects the destiny of the people around, the people around will affect more people, which leads to the change of the destiny of the whole society, which affects the problem of changes in the development trajectory of the whole world. . the "
Song Huai Jin took out a pencil, a piece of paper draw a curve:." analogy, this is the trajectory that world before you are born again, "
and then at one end of the arc to draw another one direction Different arcs: "And this is the development trajectory of this world after you are reborn. It looks like it's just a different trajectory, but in fact, it is impossible for a world to develop two different trajectories at the same time, so there is a spatial separation."
"Space fragmentation?" Song Yan showed a puzzled look.
"It's like the principle of cell division. A cell is divided into two, and one of them continues to follow its original trajectory, and the other moves to a new trajectory. This is space division."
Song Yan was stunned, "Why? Didn't it create a new space?"
"Yes, the two separated spaces are the so-called parallel spaces.' Although the starting point is the same, the following trajectories will gradually drift away and never cross.
Song Yan stayed for a while before asking, "Then can we see another parallel space? "
You people on this plane are invisible to the naked eye. "Song Huai-yin said, "Only people from high planes can see the parallel space of low planes. "
What is a high-level person?" "
Song Huaixin was silent, not knowing where to start.
"They are people in the world above your survival law," Ke Mei pointed to Song Huai-yin, "In short, it is equivalent to what you say. SaidâGod"
Iâll give you a rub? Song Yanâs three views are simply broken.
To be honest, Song Yan was an out-and-out atheist before he was reborn. After he was reborn, he was forced to become a ghostist, but he was right. The concept of God is still very vague. The God he knows can be summarized as a "God".
However, someone now tells him that the man who sat in front of him once tried to kill himself but failed to make himself half-failed. Was it the god in his mind? In
an instant he had the urge to rush to strangle the god alive. The
air began to fill the air with a strong smell of sauerkraut noodles, this smell is really hard to ignore, so much so Song Yan was extremely angry. He
divided a snack and glanced at the man who was squatting beside the coffee table and licking instant noodles.
Ke Mei covered his nose with disgust.
Du Lanze ate the instant noodles contentedly. Waved his hand and said: "What do you guys see me doing, continue, continue. "
I think you might have a misunderstanding of me," Song Huai-yin coughed awkwardly, "the people of our plane are still very different from the "gods" you believe in in this world. First of all, we are not the creator. Although we are above your laws of survival, under normal circumstances we do not arbitrarily control your destiny. We only intervene when there is a problem with the order of the plane. "
Song Yan remembered what this person had done before, and asked, "Since you are not the creator, why do you intervene?" "
In order to check and balance each other. "
Song Yan pulled out his ears, almost confused.
Du Lanze took a sip of instant noodles and interjected: "I, Ke Mei, and pregnant, we are all from different planes, and we all have different survival rules." "
Of course, besides us, there are more different planes of different races in the vast universe, but because of some uncontrollable factors, our three planes gradually overlapped due to the intersection of trajectories. Together, a three-legged situation was formed. During this period, we had repeated armed conflicts due to the uneven distribution of various interests.
"Later we discovered the existence of your plane. Although your law of survival is lower than ours, your plane happens to be at the intersection of our three planes, making our three planes temporarily check and balance each other. State one by one, so we call your plane the Zero Realm.
"We used this as a critical point to establish a tripartite convention of checks and balances, which to a certain extent effectively contained disputes on all planes. At the same time, one of us will be stationed here to maintain the normal operation order of Zero Realm, which is equivalent to yes. The peacekeeping forces you mentioned are similar. "