Song Yan didn't understand how he changed the environment in the blink of an eye, and the man in front of him looked very real, not like a high-tech virtual mirror.

In an instant, his three views were refreshed again.

"So, how did you bring me here just now?" Song Yan asked.

"It's not important, what's important is what I'm going to tell you next." Song Huaijin said, "I hope you can listen to me carefully.

At this moment, a door on the other side of the room was suddenly knocked open with a bang, and a young man in a hoodie stumbled in.

Said: "I'm sorry, I'm late."

Everyone: "..."

Song Yan looked at the back of the door curiously, it was pitch black and there was no bottom, and there were bursts of cold and gloomy wind, giving people the illusion that this man was crawling out of hell.

The man closed the door smoothly, and ran to the coffee table to open the box, muttering: "The noodles are noodles, my old altar pickled cabbage instant noodles..."

"..." Ke Mei couldn't bear it any longer, "Du Lanze, can you be more serious, we are talking about business, and you want to make your old altar sauerkraut again?!"

Du Lanze looked up at him innocently: "You talk about you, I eat mine, and it doesn't matter."

Seeing that the two were about to quarrel again, Song Huaiji interrupted, "Let's get down to business. Mr. Song..."

"Just call me Song Yan." Song Yan took his eyes off the inexplicable man. Everyone in this place felt strange, so he could only listen to the key points.

"Okay, then let me get straight to the point." Song Huai said, "Song Yan, you are obviously dead, but you are alive again, and you were reborn a few years ago. Have you ever thought about the reason?"

Song Yan was stunned for a moment. He originally thought that his rebirth was a gift from God, but when he was waiting to die in the cave, he suddenly felt that it might not be a gift, but that 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 his dazed expression, Song Huaihe continued, "Have you heard of the Bermuda Triangle?"

Song Yan nodded: "I saw such legends and stories when I was a child, and they were so eloquently told, I saw them with a skepticism."

"The Bermuda Triangle is real," Song Huaijin said, "but what I want to tell you is not about the Bermuda Triangle, but about the space-time storm. The space-time storm is equivalent to Bermuda floating in the universe, but its cycle is very Chang, the coordinates are very random, you and Xia Lin will meet this time, I really don't know whether you two are lucky or unlucky."

Song Yan blinked, not quite understanding the meaning of his last sentence.

Song Huaiji adjusted her sitting posture: "Let's put it this way, have you heard of the butterfly effect?"

Song Yan nodded: "I have seen a movie with the same name."

"That's pretty much what it means. But that film only discusses the issue of changing fate, but in fact, when the change of personal fate affects the change of the fate of the people around, the people around affect more people, which leads to the whole society. The change of fate has affected the change of the development trajectory of the entire world.”

Song Huaiji took out a pencil and drew an arc on a piece of paper: "For example, this is the development trajectory of the world before your rebirth."

Then draw another arc in a different direction at one end of the arc: "And this is the development trajectory of this world after your rebirth. It seems that the trajectory is different, but in fact, it is impossible for a world to develop two at the same time. Different trajectories, so there is a spatial fragmentation."

"Space split?" Song Yan showed a puzzled look.

"It's like the principle of cell division. A cell is divided into two parts, one of which continues to follow its original trajectory, and the other moves to a new trajectory. This is spatial division."

Song Yan was stunned: "Isn't that creating a new space?"

"That's right, the two spaces that are split are the so-called parallel spaces. Although the starting point is the same, the next trajectory will gradually drift away and will never cross again.

Song Yan stayed for a while before asking, "Then can we see another parallel space?"

"You people on this plane can't see it with the naked eye." Song Huai said, "Only people from a high plane can see the parallel space of a low plane."

"What is a high-level person?"

Song Huai was silent for a while, not knowing where to start.

"It's the people of the world that are above your survival laws," Ke Mei pointed to Song Huaiji, "In short, it's equivalent to what you said—God."

Oh damn? Song Yan was completely broken.

To be honest, Song Yan was an out-and-out atheist before his rebirth. After he was reborn, he was forced to become a ghost, but his concept of God was still very vague. The God he knew could use a "God" In a nutshell.

But now someone told him that the man sitting in front of him who had planned to kill him but failed and made him paralyzed was actually the God in his mind?

In an instant, he had the urge to rush up and strangle this God alive.

A strong smell of pickled cabbage and instant noodles from the old altar began to fill the air. This smell was so hard to ignore that Song Yan was extremely angry.

Still sharing a snack, he glanced at the man who was squatting by the coffee table and slurping instant noodles.

Ke Mei covered her nose with disgust.

Du Lanze ate the instant noodles and waved his hand contentedly: "You see what I'm doing, go on, go on."

I think you may have misunderstood me," Song Huaiji coughed awkwardly, "There is still a big difference between the people on our plane and the "gods" you believe in in this world. First of all, we are not the creators. Although we are above your survival laws, in general, we do not arbitrarily dominate your destiny. We only intervene when there is a problem with the plane order. "

Song Yan remembered what this person had done before, and asked back, "Since you are not the creator, why do you interfere?"

"For the mutual checks and balances of various planes."

Song Yan took out his ears and was completely at a loss.

Du Lanze took a sip of instant noodles and interjected, "Me, Ke Mei, and Huai Nun, we all come from different planes, and we all have different rules of survival."

"Of course, in addition to us, there are more different planes of different races in the vast universe, but because of some uncontrollable factors, our three planes gradually overlapped because of the intersection of running trajectories. , forming a three-pronged situation, during which we have repeatedly had armed conflicts because of 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, which makes our three planes temporarily enter into a mutual check and balance. State—so we call this plane of you the Zero Realm.

"We took this as a critical point to establish a tripartite check and balance pact, which to a certain extent effectively curbed the disputes in various planes. At the same time, we each sent one person to station here to maintain the normal operation order of the Zero World, which is equivalent to yes. What you said about the same peacekeeping force.”