Manual of Space-Time Interference

"Thanks…"

One word was spit out by the dialect, but the remaining word was swallowed into the stomach again and could not be spoken.

"Surprisingly?" the person in front of him asked, looking at the dialect who was unable to stand still at this time, stepped forward to support his body, and then walked to a room next to him.

"What did you do?" Dialect popped out these three words, tilted his head and stared at the person next to him, or more appropriately, his self in another time and space.

"I'm the same as you, but I'm not the same." He said, pushing open the door in front of him, and after putting Dialect on the chair, he sat down on the other side, looking at Dialect who was hesitant to speak, and said, "It's two o'clock in the afternoon on the ninth day, and there are still 15 hours before your return. If you have any questions, you can ask me."

"Who are you, or in other words, which me are you?" Dialect pondered and asked.

"I am you, but you who stopped crossing after the eleventh crossing, and also the second leader of the wingspan group." The person opposite replied, then stretched out his hand, "Let's get to know you officially, Hello, dialect!"

"Hello, future me..." Fang Yan smiled and stretched out his hand, and after thinking for a while, he formally asked his question, "How long is it now?"

"The year 2139."

"143 years, 143 years old, you are old..." Dialect sighed.

"Time flies so fast, especially for you now, it may take tens of thousands of years in the blink of an eye, so why should you care." The person opposite smiled, then picked up the water glass and took a sip.

"But that's not my time." Fang Yan replied, looking at the middle-aged face opposite hesitantly, and then asked again, "How have you lived these years?"

"It's alright, that's it, it's time to eat, it's time to sleep, and now it's almost time to die, there are still fifty or sixty years, not far..." The middle-aged dialect spread his hands.

"Where's Dad, how's it going?"

"Very well, it was very peaceful to go."

"Have you married a daughter-in-law, how does she look like?" Fang Yan smiled, then opened his mouth and asked again.

"She's very beautiful, but the person I'm most sorry for in my life is also her..." The middle-aged dialect's tone was full of reminiscence, and a happy smile appeared on his face, but it was replaced by a kind of sentimentality in the blink of an eye. , he looked at some unknown dialects, sighed and said again,

"When you get married later, you will understand..."

"Maybe!" Fang Yan shook his head, then changed the subject and asked about the rest, "I was rescued by you?"

"Yes!" The middle-aged dialect nodded affirmatively.

"How is my body now, is it crippled?" Fang Yan raised his hand again, trying to pick up the water glass on the table, but involuntarily began to tremble.

"If you think it is, that is, if you think not, then it is not. In order to save and wake you up, we did use a lot of experimental techniques." The middle-aged dialect shook his head and smiled.

"That's why it didn't collapse!" Fang Yan smiled, then put the water glass down again, looking at the future self of this different time and space in front of him, the smile on his face slowly calmed down, "How is the general situation of this world? ?"

"Three wars were fought, but we entered the era of the stellar system in the middle, so it ended without a hitch. The compensation should be compensated, and then a decent Earth Federation was established, which is equivalent to the original United Nations." Middle-aged dialect After saying that, he put a hard drive on the table, "This thing is the technological information selected by us, from basic industries to cutting-edge military, and it is basically in your hands. Now the right to choose is in your hands."

Dialect listened, took the hard drive in his hand, smiled at the familiar interface, but finally pushed it back, "You know how I will choose, don't you?"

"You and I have changed!" The middle-aged dialect spit out this sentence, and then pulled the hard drive aside.

"Since it is peaceful, then it does not need to be changed. Change is not necessarily a good thing. If I die one day, maybe the world will have no chance to change at all. Instead of fighting for those illusory victories, why not cherish the beauty in front of me? Dialect said to himself, then looked at himself in front of him, "Tell me something you want to say, I can see that you have something to say to me."

"Well." The middle-aged dialect nodded, glanced at the dialect, and said, "It's some ideas, but unfortunately there is no way to verify it."

"Tell me." Dialect nodded.

"You, or you who are passing through, are not in the main time and space in the true sense." The middle-aged dialect said, looking at the dialect staring at him for a moment, he shook his head again and explained, "Of course, this is just a An idea of ​​mine, although a bit bizarre."

"Continue, I want to listen to it. I have to say that your statement has a big impact on me who is in the process of crossing." Dialect replied indifferently, but in his heart, he also slowly paid attention to the middle-aged dialect of the opposite side. , because he has no reason to lie to himself.

"Let me think about what to say, my thoughts are a bit messy." The middle-aged dialect gave a wry smile, and said after careful consideration, "Actually, I think the time and space before we started to travel is the main time and space."

"It makes sense." Dialect replied, then nodded secretly.

"We are a branch, and the time and space you are in, when you go back, is the 12th branch, based on this timeline of mine." The middle-aged dialect said, and then smiled, "Actually, this thing has always been there, It's just that the people above didn't tell us."

"So, UU reading www.uukanshu.com The future we traveled through before, except this time, is all the main time and space we traveled to?" Dialect asked.

"Yeah!" The middle-aged dialect nodded, and then continued, "From the main time and space, talk about being civilized, borrow a little technology and information to return to the branch line, but when you travel again, the main time and space have undergone changes."

"Energy!" Dialect replied, frowning involuntarily, a look of pain appeared on his face, and his head seemed to be about to explode.

"Well, it's probably like our branch line space-time mapping, or interfering with the main space-time, and the cost of doing so, or the energy exchange, I don't know yet, and I don't want to understand it." The middle-aged dialect replied, Looking at the dialect's facial expression, he shook his head, "Your sequelae can only be dealt with in the future, and use your reinforcement mechanism to deal with it. At this stage, you should not think too much."

"Huh..." Dialect breathed a deep sigh of relief, and the whole person also completely leaned on the chair, looking extremely tired, and the entire conference room fell into silence again.

After a long time, the dialect straightened up again, looked at the 143-year-old self opposite and smiled, then picked up the water glass and took a sip, "Why, don't you plan to show me the world?"