Chapter 1007: The Mandela Effect

Some of Feng Linwan's thoughts have already manipulated the power of more than ten and flew into the long river of fate, looking for those clues that have been modified.

In his memory, his parents in this life have never taken care of him.

But it's missing, not dead.

Because he was reincarnated and reborn, he never took the initiative to find his physical parents in this life.

When the ancestral star was restarted, he had vaguely felt the shadow of his parents' existence in this life, and it was even related to his experience.

And now, the uncle from the family told him that his parents were dead.

And it was a long time ago.

So who is it that is changing history and trying to shake him?

I can't help but don't think about it.

None of his opponents can be underestimated.

Counting on his fingers, the tenth level of the galaxy like Shang Xiong and Qiao Wuye is already the lightest in weight.

Further up, it's either over ten or the observer.

All of them possess power that transcends the boundaries of the universe and enters the unknowable level.

Feng Linwan's thoughts, wrapped in more than ten powers, quickly 'ran' in fate.

He came up with an answer that surprised him even more.

His parents in this life are indeed ... It's dead.

But not only in his memory, there is also information about the survival of his parents in this life, as well as some very brief and vague 'communication' experiences.

And there are many people who have similar emotions to him.

Some of them are clansmen who have not been back to their families for many years.

Some are former friends of their parents.

Others are strangers who have had a one-sided relationship with their parents.

In the memories of these people, his parents in this life are indeed still alive and well.

It's not an 'illusion' caused by no one notifying.

"It's more like... The Mandela Effect!" Feng Linwan couldn't help but think of an 'ancient' concept in his heart.

The Mandela Effect refers to the aftermath of the news of Mandela's death in 2013.

People around the world find their memories of Mandela confused, from the time of his death to the cause of his death, with many people who do not know each other recalling seeing films commemorating Mandela, including the names and content of the films.

However, the film was never released, or even filmed.

This theory argues that small quantum wave functions allow people's minds to travel through the cracks of the universe.

Reach a time and space where the scene is similar at this moment.

To put it simply, it is a parallel universe.

There are some things that happen in parallel universes, but they may not happen in the real universe we are in now.

The doppelgangers of the same person in different universes, the brainwave frequency will be synchronized at a certain moment, and the effect of memory exchange will be achieved.

In fact, this kind of interference between time and space, the result is not only the Mandela effect.

For example, some scenes often feel familiar.

But it was clearly the first time I saw it.

For another example, some people who have never been masked will watch this person suddenly cry, or have a lot of inexplicable feelings.

Another example is the dream prediction of ordinary people.

I know how many days later, or even a certain scene in many years.

Or maybe you dream of another state of life.

In a dream, he married a strange woman who had never been masked, had several children he had never met, and was engaged in a profession that he was not good at at all in reality.

These are all the consequences of 'self' in different parallel universes, which are frequently docked at a certain moment and exchanged memories.

Feng Linwan's mind flickered with various thoughts.

Although the Mandela effect can be explained in this way.

But the Mandela Effect is different.

It is not an individual 'interaction', but a 'group' interaction.

There must be a prerequisite for this.

"The protagonist of this chaotic memory, or... The main pointer must have a considerable degree of influence. But my parents in this life, they should be unknowns, even if they have some special skills, they have not caused a sensation in the galaxy. Feng Lin rubbed his eyebrows.

For his parents in this life, although most of the time, he has a certain resistance mentality.

So I seldom take the initiative to search.

But when he becomes level ten, he automatically condenses all causes and effects and makes himself perfect.

But it's still just the answer that the parents disappeared in real time.

This answer was understood by Feng Linwan as 'missing' at the time.

But now it seems that in the real world, what they mean is... Death!

Indeed, death is not the end.

There is a martyr's cemetery in the military headquarters, where the soul of the army can be placed.

The federal government also has many official or private netherworlds, and you only need to pay a certain fee every year, and you can enjoy the journey on the other side in the netherworld as a ghost, until you enter the ghost cultivation, or the soul is about to dry up, from various reincarnation ports, enter reincarnation, and start a new life.

But if, the dead creatures, don't choose any of these options.

Then his soul will be subsumed into the nothingness of time, and with the passing time, the eternal disappearance.

Part of Feng Linwan exists, and he is still talking nonsense with his clan uncle in the office.

Most of the existences have been wrapped in the power of more than ten, jumping real time again.

Follow the vein and go back upstream at a certain point in time.

Regardless of whether the parents in this life are missing or dead.

But at some specific, real point in time, they must have been real and real.

Feng Lin Wan wanted to find them.

Maybe they have some answers hidden in them that he has not been able to find, but has always ignored.

"Go to a special orphanage, the labor and management are almost finished now, and I am not afraid that my parents will be sprayed. Feng Linwan's heart inevitably thought of some ancient stalks, and a bad thought flashed.

A scattered timeline that is qualitatively defined at a certain moment.

Feng Lin went from the chaotic timeline to a fixed point.

In the diaphragm of time, you can still see a gentle woman, holding a child, smiling peacefully.

A man who looked a little honest and slightly cunning stood aside rubbing his hands and stomping his feet, as if he wanted to take it and hug it, but he was afraid that he would be clumsy and hurt the child.

Feng Linwan's heart was calm and he walked towards this picture.

But the next moment, the image shattered, and then fell towards a parallel cosmic space.

This is not reality.

Rather, it is a projection superimposed from a parallel universe.

It really happened in another universe.

But it doesn't belong to the current Feng Lin Wan.

In front of Feng Linwan's eyes... It's a piece of nothingness.

"I... Could it be that it jumped out of the stone?" Feng Lin frowned.

Then he suddenly realized: "Could it be... This is also... The Mandela Effect?"

"I'm not a Feng family, and I don't belong to this era at all, and I'm not a soul piercing... In reality, my parents in this life are actually just my parents in a parallel universe, and these concepts and consciousnesses have been forcibly interfered with, and then they have created an illusion for the entire Feng family, and even for all the people who have come into contact with it?"