After pretending to bake the infrared light for a while, Zhao Mai left the hospital. He thought he could see some particularly magical medical devices, but the facilities in the normal world were still there, and there was no sci-fi/magic feeling. Liu Su was pushed into the operating room as soon as he arrived, so the only one who knew Zhao Mai was actually Xu Yaning. The girl had gradually recovered from her calmness, but she was still a little embarrassed when she saw Zhao Mai. After all, she exposed her other side when she woke up.

"Thank you... you'll send us two back." Xu Yaning sat on the hospital bed, with a little drip on the back of his hand. It was said that it was a nutritional needle, but Zhao Mai felt that it was better to eat two Divine Berry Berry berries.

"You're welcome, it's my service purpose to satisfy the passengers." Zhao Mai said: "Xu Yaning, Is it okay for me to call you by your name?"

"Of course there is no problem. The name is used to call me. Look, I will call you Zhao Mai directly, not Master Zhao or Comrade Driver, right?"

"That's right. I have a question to ask you, what will happen if Westeros collapses? For example, another person also chooses to go there."

"You can still go, but everything is brand new. People you know before will not know you, and things you have done before will be equivalent to not doing it." Xu Yaning said with his finger on his chin: "I knew there was a kind of person who specializes in a world. He kept repeating and accumulated over and over again."

"Does the world collapse every time?"

"Yes, they also specifically look for unstable worlds and use the power of familiar plots to plunder. For them, there are countless people in the world anyway, so there is nothing to regret."

Zhao Mai always felt that this was wrong and felt a little nervous. The existence of countless parallel worlds reduced the value of one of the lives in one of the worlds? It seems that this shouldn't be like this! Is this a mathematical problem or a philosophical problem? Zhao Mai himself was unsure of the idea, so he had to ask Xu Yaning: "What do you think of this kind of thing?"

"I can't say it, but I have something I haven't figured out." Xu Yaning came over and said to Zhao Mai: "I think if the world is really infinite, then there should be infinite transcendents. And if the world is really infinite, what else can the limited transcendents compete with each other? Everyone should have infinite resources!"

“How many transcendents are there?”

"The old man once said that there should be three thousand, but he didn't say how many there are now. There are eight on the earth. Oh, this information seems to exceed your current level of confidentiality. Don't say you know it!" Xu Yaning smiled and never talked about this topic again.

Xu Yaning's words did not resolve the doubts in Zhao Mai's mind, but instead made it heavier. Zhao Mai said goodbye to her, took her reserve grain and Xiaohua for a walk in the park, lowering her head and thinking about the problem of the collapse of the world. The key is: whether to take the risk to try to save it.

From a rational point of view, there is no need to go, because Westeros is still there, and there are countless parallel worlds; but from a sensual perspective, it will come up with a completely opposite answer. Zhao Mai walked on the road in a daze. As he walked up, he found that he was no longer in the park, but next to a bamboo forest. The gurgling stream flowed out of the forest, washing the soft stones cleanly and roundly. The reserve grain was already familiar with the road, leaving his own mark of excrement in the bamboo forest. However, this time the little flower pinched her nose and kept laughing at it.

"Why did you get to the old man's place? Didn't you have to swipe the card many times to come here?" Zhao Mai was a little surprised. He looked back at the way he came and found that there were only layers of clouds in the bamboo forest, and he couldn't see how it came from.

"Stop reading, come here." The old man's voice came from the front. He was still reading a book in the pavilion, with a pot of hot tea and two cups. But this time he waved his hand and turned out two cups, poured tea, and gave Xiaohua and reserved grain.

"Old man, can you see me?" Xiaohua flew over and tried to poke the old man with his hand, but found that he couldn't touch it at all. The old man stroked his long beard and laughed: "Stop making trouble, I have something to say to your master."

"He is not the master!" Xiaohua pouted and sat on the chair with anger, secretly glanced at the old man. If she hadn't been a little scared by the central matter, she wouldn't have been so obedient. The reserved grain was fearlessly slapped on the table with a fearless attitude of "I am a dog, and I naturally have to do what the dog does." She tilted her head and bit her cup and drank the tea, and then crawled at Zhao Mai's feet and started to take a nap.

"Old man, you're fine at home. I'm afraid that I would become a mistake by Sun Wukong and enter your alchemy room, so I can't explain it clearly." Zhao Mai scratched his head and found a joke to ease the atmosphere.

"I can see that you have troubles in your heart, but this time I summoned you mainly for other things." The old man said: "I have to congratulate you, you took the first step. You have become the only one, and you are no longer in all parallel spaces. This is one of the requirements for becoming a transcendent."

"I..." Zhao Mai thought of countless green dreams that parallel themselves, black stone tablets, rune magma that dissolved all parallel world pictures, and thought of the scene where only his reflection was left. "Does this have any impact? I don't think there is any change in myself? Shouldn't it become stronger?"

"You have indeed changed, but not in the dimension you can see now. The dimension is still the word I have learned! Look, my name is Li Er, but here I am called old man, there is also me called Lao Tzu, I am called Lao Jun, and I am called Guangchengzi. In short, there are different "I" performances at different levels, and you are initially qualified to perform this performance, so I want to congratulate you." The old man smiled: "But then again, for yourself, you have not changed much. At most, you will be more random and more confused."

"Please give me some advice."

"I can't give you some advice." The old man said, "I am not you, my ideas are different from you. I can't really understand your questions, nor do I know what you have learned. Therefore, I can neither understand the questions nor have I answered them. Some questions can only be understood by you."

"So mysterious."

"It's not mysterious. You take me too seriously, so you always want to be lazy on me." The old man said, "Abstain from the saints and wisdom!"

Zhao Mai still understands the meaning of vanquishing the sage and abandoning wisdom: don’t be superstitious about authority, don’t be influenced by preconceived thoughts, and truly think about oneself.

"Then..." Zhao Mai thought about it, made a decision in his heart, and said, "Old man, I don't ask whether it's right or wrong, whether it's cause or effect, or whether it's true or not. I want to go back to Westeros and try to save that world, just ask whether it's feasible."

"Heaven. Tianxingjian."

"Tianxingjian seems to belong to Zhou Yi."

I smiled and said, "He said it very well."

"Okay, I'll just treat you as a psychiatrist. I feel more relieved when I say a few words to you. Really, since the beginning of time travel, I have all kinds of questions. If I keep it in my heart and think about it, I will torture to death one day. Who am I, where I come from, where I want to go, I don't even dare to think about this kind of problem!" Zhao Mai picked up the cup, raised his head and drank the tea: "No matter how much you think, it's better to act and talk. As you walk, the road will come out, right?"

"Didn't you say no to ask right or wrong?" The old man smiled and said, "Don't talk about you about the three problems that have been solved, I haven't figured out the truth now. There are too many things I can't figure out, and it's nothing to figure out. Should I live or live, right?"

"Free and easy!" Zhao Mai raised his thumb: "You have said that the Supreme Goods are like water, then I will flow first. No matter whether it is a square tube or a round tube in front of it, as long as I am water or not ice, I can always go there, right? I'm leaving now, thank you for your tea."

"Well, you're safe all the way." The old man said, "When you're done with this time, I have something to do."

Zhao Mai's calves became weak, and the work he did for the old man must be not simple: "I'm starting to be nervous again, why don't you say it now and let me have a bottom line."
Chapter completed!