Not the waiter, but a familiar person walked in.

It took Zhang Cheng a while to remember the other person's identity. He should indeed feel familiar because he had just met him in the morning. He still remembered that the name was Wu Lan. He saw it at Chen Wenwen's house. At that time, Wu Lan was going to pay tribute to the deceased.

As mentioned earlier, this person named Wu Lan has an indescribable temperament, similar to the temperament of a bandit leader, so although it is not amazing, it can leave a deeper impression on people.

This is the "nemesis"?

A few thoughts flashed through Zhang Cheng's mind. So that's it.

Wu Lan walked into the private room and pulled a chair to sit down. He was dressed simply, wearing a gray-black jacket on the upper body and jeans on the lower body. His hair was short and he had a strange smell of disinfectant.

The atmosphere was very unexpectedly awkward. In fact, it was okay when there was a third party, but only when two people were there, Zhang Cheng realized that the other party's temperament was so powerful that he could not speak on his own initiative. You were facing an existence that was not like an ordinary person, but a gangster, and an existence that could make you tremble with fear. Zhang Cheng suddenly realized that this might not be an illusion.

In the past, he would not dare to look at the body in a car accident. But if it were now, it would be fine to let him take a mobile phone with 360 degrees without dead corners to photograph the dead. Traveling through another world cannot allow him to have wealth and superpowers in this world, but it can train people's will and experience. People who walk high altitudes every day will not be afraid of heights. That's the reason.

After looking at each other for a while, the other party finally spoke first, "It's you."

"That..." Zhang Cheng wanted to speak, but inexplicably felt some kind of incongruity. What's going on?

"First of all, I'm not that 'nemesis'." Wu Lan smiled, picked up the cup of cold tea from the table, and took a casual sip. "You are indeed a newcomer, and you don't know if you've been cheated."

"I was cheated..." But why did I get cheated? What are the benefits of cheating me? To make fun of me?

"But it's a lesson," said Wu Lan. "I'll get to know my name, my name is Wu Lan, a doctor, and a level 16 thief."

"Zhang Cheng, an ordinary white-collar worker, a level 7 mage." He originally wanted to say a level 7 warrior and mage. But thinking about a warrior with Power 9 is simply a waste. He was still used in the early stage because the low-level mage was weaker (this is a flaw of the profession), but the ability of the warrior is useless after the mid-stage.

In fact, as a part-time job, the mage profession is more useful than the warrior profession after level 5. As for warriors, it is basically not your turn to appear as a waste warrior after level 7. Just keep a long-range fireball.

"Human?"

"Human."

"Yes, the newcomer has reached level 7, which is amazing." Wu Lan smiled. "Some people say that the mortality rate of newcomers is beyond 50% without preparation. I believe this statement. You are either very lucky or very brave."

What are you afraid of when traveling to another world? It’s not that you will encounter dangers. After all, let alone another world, there are many dangers in the reinforced concrete jungle of the earth, such as car accidents, acute illnesses, etc. It’s because you face changes in the environment and in the dangers you have never encountered before, you lack the corresponding knowledge, experience, and the most important courage.

This evaluation is not polite. Zhang Cheng muran. He also knew very well that when he met the prologue boss, that is, the disabled werewolves, the only reason for survival was luck rather than anything else.

"I won't talk about this anymore. It's my memory of other people's business this time." Wu Lan stretched out three fingers. "Three questions."

"What?"

"I can answer your three questions for free." He smiled faintly. "Try my best to answer. Don't be anxious first, think carefully about what to ask."

Zhang Cheng took a big sip of water hard and calmed down. There were too many questions in his mind, but... there were still some of the most core issues.

Why did you travel through time? Why did you travel through time? Why did you travel back and forth like this?

"I want to ask... why is all this?" he hesitated for a moment and finally asked.

"Haha... Your question is very empty," Wu Lan laughed. "It's empty, there are ten questions for one. OK," he waved his hand lazily. "What you must say, I don't know the truth, I can only say that everything is my guess."

"guess?"

"Many people, generations, groups of people, including many smart people, many stubborn people, and many people who are brave enough to practice. These people finally came to the conclusion. The reason why I guess is because everything is just a guess and cannot be verified."

"What is this conjecture?"

"Do you know the Mandela phenomenon?"

Zhang Cheng has heard of this, "You mean that the public's collective memory of history does not match historical facts?" The most typical one is Mandela, because many people say that in their own memory, South African President Mandela died in the 1980s, but in fact Mandela died in 2013.

This is not the only example, there are many more. Not only are there knowledge of history, geography, physiology, etc., but also lyrics, lines, movie scenes, etc., and even this has happened to the color of Kachu's tail.

Wu Lan smiled and continued to ask without comment. "Have you heard of the Earth Center's theory?"

"Of course." Zhang Cheng was stunned, but he replied. "In ancient times, people thought that the sky was round and the place was round. Later, Bruno was burned to death by the church because he insisted on the heliocentric theory."

"Have you ever considered that the earth's center is true. Maybe it was once innocent and the earth was really square. Our land was surrounded by the ocean, and the end of the ocean was endless void, and the sea water poured into the void and never returned."

"This is impossible." Zhang Cheng replied decisively. At least this is impossible on Earth. Not to mention anything else, satellite technology has proved that the Earth is a blue planet with irrefutable facts. "I have also seen satellite photos today."

"You are right. Now the universe is infinitely vast. The Milky Way is just a drop in the ocean. The solar system is just a drop in the ocean. The Earth is even a tiny planet in the solar system," said Wu Lan. "So what I said was 'once'."

"But," Zhang Cheng was stunned. He subconsciously wanted to refute it with scientific theories, but suddenly he instinctively realized something was wrong.

"Do you know about plane war?" Wu Lan asked.

"Planetary War? That means... leaving our world and going to another similar but completely different world..." Zhang Cheng stammered. He is a game player after all. Such creativity is common in the history of games. There is a classic game "Genesis" series that is a concept. The protagonist is a man from the earth, who travels to another world to be a savior. This game happened in the last century, and even before the PC computer appeared.

"No, it's not this kind of plane war." Wu Lan said. "The plane war you are talking about is actually people from a world who cross planes to another world through a certain dimensional gate or a teleportation array, etc. This should be called 'transplane war', and 'plane war' is just a short name. And the plane war I am talking about is the literal meaning of itself."

"What does it mean by itself?"

"The war between planes." Wu Lan said.

"Plane...that is..."

"Wars between different worlds. That's right, it's not wars between creatures in different worlds, but different worlds themselves."

"The world itself...can it fight each other?"

"As long as you have consciousness, it's fine. Just like a human," Wu Lan stretched out his arm and made a punch. "If a person is not conscious, he will not be able to fight even if his body is intact. On the contrary, even a disabled warrior is still a warrior."

"You mean..." Zhang Cheng felt that the whole common sense had been subverted.

"So, you understand?"

"..." Because he was so shocked, Zhang Cheng couldn't say a word.

"You are now, of course, the same thing about me, have been involved in a war between the world, that is, plane war. The so-called Mandela effect is just the aftermath of plane war. If the world wins, it will get something, otherwise it will lose something. However, the cognitive differences caused by this abnormal change may not be perfectly subsided. So this incredible collective memory error occurs."

"So you said..."

"Yes, maybe in the distant past, our world is really a round sky, with sun, moon and stars dotted on the sky. But our world has won victory again and again, and has captured the entire universe from another world... This is why I say, maybe the earth is right, maybe the earth is really the center of this universe! Because," he stretched out his hand and made a hug.

"The entire universe was seized by the earth from another world."

"But," Zhang Cheng finally came back to his senses and easily found the other party's logical loophole. "Why did the war between the world affect us...?"

Humans, not to mention the universe, are actually extremely small existences even for the earth. This is the fact. Although humans claim to be advanced in civilization and pride in all things, as long as the earth sneezes and feels a cold, whether it is a global volcanic eruption, a sea level rise, or a "Epoch-heat event", humans will immediately make a gg and get a bento. In fact, there are too many disasters in the history of the earth. These disasters are not important to the earth, but it is more than enough to destroy humans.

“Is this the second question?”

"……Calculate!"

“Have you seen the ‘Pirates of the Caribbean’?”

“See it.”

"You can imagine that our world is a pirate ship sailing on the sea." Wu Lan pulled out the two tea cups on the table with his hand, making a stance. "First, the lookout tower at the highest point of the mast found another ship, and the captain adjusted his course and chased towards the prey. This pursuit was not achieved overnight. The prey would want to escape and want to get rid of it... This is a very complicated process. But if the distance between the two sides did not get wider but was closer... The pirates stood on the deck and began to throw hook ropes at the prey... The purpose of these hook ropes was not to kill the other party's crew, but to further pull the distance. Then, when the distance was closer, the pirates stood on the deck full of people, obeying the captain's orders, and prepared to jump onto the other party's ship with the help of the hook rope. Once the battle of the platoon began, it would be a bloody battle with red eyes on the white and blades..."

He has a bit of talent for speeches and his speech is vivid, as if there are really two ships close together, and a bloody hand-to-hand battle that is destined to break out.

"We are those pirates?" Zhang Cheng took a deep breath and asked.

"No, we are those hooks." Wu Lan smiled. "To be specific, we are those hooks."

Zhang Cheng took a deep breath again, then picked up his teacup and drank the cold tea in one go.

"You are very calm." Wu Lan smiled. "When I knew all this, I was not as good as you. You really have talent."

I am not talented, but I am just scared and used to it. Zhang Cheng answered in his heart.

"If we are just hooks, who are the pirates?"

"Ah, it should be a god."

"But there are no gods on the earth." Zhang Cheng was once a firm atheist, but now he is even more determined. "And there are different worlds."

"So, Gaia is a group of people who beat them up."

"Gaia?"

"It is our earth. Gaia is the mother god in Greek mythology. We use this name to refer to our earth...or the consciousness of the earth."

"Why?" Earth consciousness, or Gaia is so strong? To be honest, Earth is a demon-free plane. If you say that this place has strong defense and makes it impossible for enemies from other worlds to invade, Zhang Cheng believes it. But if Gaia is awesome, she can beat the other party alone and a group of gods, Zhang Cheng can't believe it.

"I'll give you this question, because I actually don't know the correct answer. This is my personal guess." Wu Lan smiled. "Do you know Zeus?"

"I know, the God of the Olympus God of the Greek mythology, the God of Thunder."

"In fact, there is far more than one Olympus god system, the Odin god system in Nordic, the Jade Emperor in our country... all kinds of gods may have existed in real life, but they eventually disappeared because Gaia deprived them of their authority and power." Wu Lan continued to smile. "It is precisely because it deprived all gods of power that our Gaia's mother is extremely powerful. It is far beyond normal plane consciousness, which is why she won many victories and expanded our world to its current level."

"But other worlds also have world consciousness? Why don't they make themselves stronger?"

"Because there are gains and losses, doing so will make Gaia extremely powerful, but the price is to become dull. For example, if a god in another world comes to Earth now, how long will it take for Gaia to destroy him?"

"I don't know." Zhang Cheng answered honestly. Although he talked about world consciousness, it was obvious that this Lord Gaia would not have any interest in the troubled little things in the world, but would let it go. In other words, as long as the other party operated properly, he might really be able to get on the earth for a long time.

"On the contrary, if a god on earth invades another world, how much time will it take for the other party to do?"

Zhang Cheng understood that in theory, even if the other party's world consciousness did not notice such an invader, the other party's group of gods would definitely discover it immediately. The next step was the beating that the melon-eating crowd liked. At least the risk of exposure was much greater than that on earth.

"Of course, the above are just some of my personal guesses, the kind that has no evidence." Wu Lan smiled again. "You have another question to ask."
Chapter completed!