"If human beings consciously exist in a world where time is still, then their own time is actually as fluid as ours, as I said before, it is impossible for us to observe an uncertain period of time in a fixed time, so the moment we observe this time, this person is already dead. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info But this is not what we killed him, but himself. It's not that we killed him because we were here, it's just that the time conditions put us on the stage after his death. Do you understand? ”

Sang Zhefeng babbled a lot of this, but the girls in front of him were still at a loss—it seemed that they still didn't understand......

That is to say...... This is Schrödinger's cat? The system thought for a moment, then looked at Sang Zhefeng and said, "Determine the essence because of the observation of the situation?" ”

"No," Sang Zhefeng shook his head and said, "That's just quantum physics, and the relationship is even more complicated. Here, it is not the 'observation' that determines the result, but the 'outcome' that determines the observation. That is, the time fallacy that exists in order to prevent the time fallacy. ”

"......" Now the girls in front of Sang Zhefeng have nothing to say at all, and what Sang Zhefeng said is still a little beyond the limit of their understanding.

"But...... Father, how did you know so much about this? Lan Qi'er couldn't help but ask curiously.

Sang Zhefeng pondered for a moment, smiled helplessly, and said, "I have conducted research on this aspect before, and this black substance ......"

Sang Zhefeng glanced out of the tower, and then said, "I have successfully spawned a few tenths of a millisecond before. ”

Lan Qi'er almost choked - her father really made everything......

"Forget it, don't worry about it for now, hurry up and find it, maybe he keeps a diary." Sang Zhefeng spoke, "That thing is very important. ”

When the women heard this, they all nodded, and then began to search.

This room is not too big, but it is quite full of things. Although everyone didn't rummage through things too presumptuously (after all, people's corpses were still there), it didn't take long for Sang Zhefeng and them to find what the man had written.

It was a thick notebook, and it looked relatively new, but God knows how long it had been around in this still world. Sang Zhefeng looked at the notebook and slowly opened it.

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"I don't know why I'm writing this, or who I'm going to show it, but I'm going to come down as well.

My name is Winston and I'm a city observer, at least I was. Actually, to be honest, I don't know what's going on, I just know that I'm alone in the city now. I'm alone.

At first, I just saw the black on the monitor, and then everyone in the city was gone. I wanted to go outside the city to see what was going on, but the horrible walls blocked my way. Seriously, I don't dare to look at that black and white wall until now, it's terrifying.

But then I did something ridiculous. I began to enjoy the huge resources in the city, and I could do whatever I wanted. I even wore a strange thing to set myself up there to be king, which is ridiculous to think about it now.

I don't know how long I've been like that, maybe I was crazy. By the time I reacted, I had destroyed the city I once loved.

It's ironic...... I said how much I liked it here......

So I wondered if I should do something about it...... Maybe I should build something...... I found a lot of things...... Begin to build this tower......"

Sang Zhefeng turned page by page, and it was obvious that this man was not very clear when he wrote this notebook, he had a lot of grammatical and textual errors, and his act of building a tower was actually a little crazy.

But Sang Zhefeng still found something useful in it.

“…… I found that the stones of the city had become indestructible, and no matter what, they would not be broken, but the food was still so delicious. No, especially delicious, it's better to keep it in its original appearance for a long time......"

“…… I sometimes have a strange rewind phenomenon when I look at the Shadow, I thought it was the Shadow broken, but I found that all the Shadow is like that......"

“…… The whole city was always day, and night never came, and I thought it was some strange illusion, but it wasn't until I saw a clock on the street.

It's still the time I discovered the black substance, and it's not moving......"

“…… I didn't find out until later...... Turns out I've been abandoned in the mezzanine......"

“…… I grew tired of it, and I always felt as if someone was watching me and watching me, but I couldn't find out who was watching me anyway. There's no one here, I can't talk to anybody, I can't talk to anybody, I'm really fed up. I can only use the Shadow to make sure my language still exists, but I don't know that my language is likely to be useful again......"

“…… I wrote it down, and I don't know who to show it to, maybe just for myself. I'm so tired and I really want to get a good night's sleep. ”

Sang Zhefeng turned to the last page, and there was nothing left behind it. It seems that the man was lying here after writing this sentence - but it did turn out as he wished, and he "fell asleep."

Feeling a little stuffy, Sang Zhefeng put down the notes in his hand, and then exhaled.

"What's wrong?" Lan Qi'er asked with a wink.

"It's nothing, it's just a sigh of relief for this unlucky man."

Sang Zhefeng shrugged his shoulders and said.

"Is there anything useful?" Joan of Arc also leaned over, curious to ask Sangzhefeng.

Sang Zhefeng, on the other hand, pondered for a moment, and then said, "You say...... These things...... Could it be that someone is manipulating? ”

"Huh?" The girls all looked at Sang Zhefeng in surprise, and Sang Zhefeng narrowed his eyes and said, "Try it first." (To be continued.) )