79 Zhuang Zhou Mengdie 05
◎They are the collection of all possibilities for the development of human civilization◎
Zhu Heng stood by the floor-to-ceiling window. Before closing his eyes, he took another look at the thin lines outside the window.
The sun was about to set, but these thin lines showed no signs of moving. Just like countless ordinary days before, these thin lines were still intangible and posed no threat to human life.
Zhu Heng sat down and tried to concentrate. Then his body felt lighter and the familiar feeling came back to him. He seemed to be floating upwards.
The first step is to return to four-dimensional space-time.
When he opened his eyes, he was surrounded by countless kaleidoscope-like blocks, and the three-dimensional space-time where Zhu Heng had just stayed in the hotel was right below him.
The whole process from three-dimensional to four-dimensional space-time takes only a few seconds. It can be seen that once you are familiar with the operation, traveling between high-dimensional and low-dimensional worlds is easy.
A white shadow flew past his eyes. Zhu Heng looked closely and found that it was the white butterfly that had stayed in the four-dimensional world. It flew over and landed on Zhu Heng's shoulder.
He touched the antennae of the white butterfly, then pressed the palms of his hands and squeezed them, exhaled, and then took the second step, copying his four-dimensional form.
This operation is also very simple. He uses 5 identical projections of himself as replicas.
Under Zhu Heng's control, these shadows gathered around him. Zhu Heng bit the corner of his mouth lightly, then reached out and pulled them together, merging himself with them.
He closed his eyes and waited patiently for unknown changes.
However, nothing happened.
Zhu Heng inexplicably became a little anxious and unconsciously clenched the beads in his hand. A strange cold feeling rushed into his palm, and Zhu Heng was stunned.
Staring at the beads, he suddenly remembered what Dr. Xu told him at the beginning. With the current level of human cognition, no one can go to the higher-dimensional world on their own, unless he is a higher-dimensional life, or there is someone in the higher-dimensional world to provide assistance.
He looked down at the beads in his hand: "Are you looking at it, move it?"
It was just a casual remark, but he didn't expect that the bead actually shook in front of him. For some reason, when Zhu Heng looked at the bead, a familiar feeling gradually spread in his heart.
"You can't be..."
Before he could say anything, the bead suddenly burst out with a fierce white light. Zhu Heng subconsciously closed his eyes. He felt dizzy and then felt weightless. He felt like he was falling rapidly and fell heavily into a black space.
Zhu Heng felt like his waist was about to break.
He staggered to his feet, and the white butterflies that came with him flew away from him as if they were escaping for their lives, fearing that they would be crushed by Zhu Heng if they were not careful.
Zhu Heng raised his eyes slightly, and with the help of the faint light emitted by the white butterfly, he saw that the air in front of him was filled with dense thin lines. He couldn't help but stretch out his hand. Those thin lines were disturbed by his movement, and they lit up like fireflies for a moment, and then went silent again.
What is the relationship between these lines and the ones he saw on Earth?
Zhu Heng grabbed a handful and lifted it up.
The lower end of the thin line was not nailed to the ground. With Zhu Heng's operation, the object tied by the thin line was pulled out by the roots.
Zhu Heng looked down along the thin line and was stunned.
The thing he pulled out was spherical, slightly bulging in the middle, and its color was as gorgeous as sapphire.
This is not an ordinary thing, it is clearly the earth!
Zhu Heng was stunned for a moment, stood there for several seconds, and then immediately let go.
He finally realized that he must have come to the fifth dimension of space and time, a world that no one had ever set foot in.
Having learned the lesson that grabbing a handful of thin threads would make the earth disappear in three-dimensional space and time, Zhu Heng held his breath, tried his best to avoid the thin threads in front of him, and walked forward carefully.
He stared at the thin lines without blinking, and the more he looked, the more he felt something was wrong.
There seems to be something tied under the thin line in front of me.
Zhu Heng pinched the white string closest to him, and reaching down with his fingers, he found that there was a small cube tied to the other end of the string. It was the same cubes he had seen in the four-dimensional world, and inside it was a scene of the three-dimensional world happening.
Zhu Heng was so engrossed in watching that he accidentally hooked the thin white thread with his fingertips and lifted it up.
The thin line seemed extremely fragile. It broke at the slightest disturbance, and the small cube tied to it fell to the ground, and its color became extremely dark.
Zhu Heng quickly took two steps back. It turned out that in the five-dimensional world, the real history of the three-dimensional world was just a thread, a story line.
To change this history, he only needs to destroy the thin line in the fifth-dimensional world.
The cube rolled on the ground and came to Zhu Heng. He paused for a moment, bent down to pick up the cube on the ground, and carefully examined the contents inside, only to find that it was all unfamiliar history.
What about other thin lines? Are other thin lines like this too?
He immediately turned around and searched among the other glowing white lines. There was a square tied under each thin line, each telling a different story. Zhu Heng looked at them one by one and finally found a square that looked familiar.
Turning the cube over, he saw the story inside that was exactly what he was familiar with.
Could it be that among these thin threads, some are related to the history he has experienced, while the other parts are scenes in parallel time and space?
Zhu Heng was so absorbed in thought that his body leaned further and further forward. Without noticing, the bead fell out of his pocket in the direction of his downward leaning and hit the white line in front of him accurately.
Zhu Heng was stunned.
The white thread fell softly to the ground after being hit by the beads. Zhu Heng suddenly opened his eyes wide and immediately looked at the square tied under the thin thread.
However, the cube was intact and did not turn gray as he had expected. The scene inside was not affected at all and continued as usual.
why is that?
Zhu Heng picked up the cube and looked at it carefully.
Just as he changed his angle, a flash of light passed by the white line that fell to the ground in front of him, and then one end of the line rose quietly like an insect antenna. It seemed to sense that there was another thin line nearby, so it turned its head and automatically moved towards that side.
It touched the other cautiously, and after finding that it was indeed the same species, it excitedly dived into the other's body and greeted it, while the other end extended in a different direction.
Zhu Heng stared at the movement of the two thin threads, deep in thought. After a moment, he reached out and grabbed the pile of thin threads in front of him, gently pulling them.
As soon as this pile of thin wires hit the ground, they twisted like long snakes, snaking and snaking. After just a few seconds, they merged with the two thin wires on the ground, with the ends of the wires precisely biting the same connection point - it looked a bit like a tree diagram, with one end starting from the same position and the other end pointing in different directions.
Zhu Heng squatted down and examined the squares tied to the other end of the thread. It was still a strange piece of history, turning gray as soon as it hit the ground. He remained squatting, counting the thin threads before him, and frowned.
He remembered the number of thin threads he had pulled out, so why was there one less on the ground?
At this moment, something moved in the corner of his eye. Zhu Heng turned his head to look. Just behind him on the right, a "slippery fish" was sniffing in Zhu Heng's direction, and it seemed a little hesitant.
Zhu Heng shifted his gaze to the block behind it. Unlike the other thin lines, its block was still colorful, the same as the second thin line Zhu Heng pulled down.
He was moved and stood up and stood aside.
The thread sensed that there was no obstruction ahead, so it bravely moved forward, sniffing the "tree diagram" made up of a bunch of threads. Instead of heading towards the starting point of the tree diagram, it found one of the threads and bit its end, thus extending the length of the tree diagram.
The thin string it bit was none other than the one that was tied to the only block Zhu Heng was familiar with.
Zhu Heng seemed to have thought of something, and immediately picked up the blocks corresponding to the two lines to check. The first one was a group of primitive people drilling wood to make fire, while the block belonging to the latter part had a leader who looked like a tribal chief, leading a group of men to build a city wall.
He didn't know if he was overthinking it, but the order of these thin lines seemed to be consistent with the historical sequence that occurred within the cube.
Zhu Heng turned his head and slowly scanned the densely packed thin threads in front of him, then without hesitation, he grabbed a handful of thin threads again and tore them apart.
More thin lines fell to the ground. After twisting on the ground for a while, they automatically flew to the side of the tree diagram. Some of them bit the origin of the tree diagram, and some started to form a chain at the end of the existing thin lines.
In a short while, the tree diagram expanded again.
Zhu Heng raised his eyebrows. So that's how it is. This tree diagram is actually the historical development line of different parallel time and space.
All parallel time and space in the myriad cosmic civilizations have the same source. If the time and space where Zhu Heng is located is regarded as the mother universe, when the humans in the mother universe face choices, every time they make a different decision, it will generate new parallel time and space, just like the branching of a tree, which are the thin lines in front of us extending in different directions.
They are the collection of all possibilities for the development of human civilization.
Zhu Heng's heart beat faster. If this tree diagram could be presented in front of him in its entirety, would it mean that he could see all possible outcomes for humanity under different choices?
The white butterfly flew back at some point and landed on his shoulder.
But in the next second, Zhu Heng rushed out like lightning. The white butterfly, which had not yet stood firm, flapped its wings and flew into the air. It was hit by the wind brought by Zhu Heng's figure, and it swayed in the air and could not fly steadily.
Zhu Heng was completely focused on the tree diagram. He rushed out and pulled the line with quick and decisive movements, pulling wherever he went.
As soon as the threads touched the ground, they automatically merged into the tree diagram. In the five-dimensional world, there was no concept of time. By the time Zhu Heng had pulled down all the threads visible to the naked eye, it seemed like a blink of an eye.
Zhu Heng took a breath and looked down at the tree diagram on the ground that looked like a giant carpet, feeling puzzled for a moment.
With so many parallel time and space, how can he find where the mother universe is?
He stared at the thousands of thin threads woven together in front of him, each of which had a square hanging on it. Most of these squares were gray, and only a very small number were colorful, mixed with the gray squares and were very inconspicuous.
Previously, there were few samples available for reference, and he thought that these colored squares represented the historical line of the mother universe. However, when all the thin lines were pulled down, he found that some of the history that should have taken place in the mother universe world was also gray, like other parallel time and space.
Zhu Heng stared at these blocks unconsciously, and suddenly, his eyes trembled slightly.
His sight was focused on a gray square about ten meters away from him. The gray square actually gradually took on color in front of him.
Zhu Heng grabbed the cube, and the history inside was indeed familiar to him. It was the content of the mother universe.
While the color change was still going on, Zhu Heng turned the cube over and saw a shocking scene.
【Author’s words】
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