MACUSA, Magical Congress of the United States.

Although both are magical governments, the Magical Congress of the United States is fundamentally different from the British Ministry of Magic.

The latter, although relatively independent, remained nominally subordinate to the British government.

The Magical Congress of the United States, on the other hand, is not only highly autonomous, but also has an independent parliament, almost equivalent to a state within a state.

The Woolworths Building in New York is the headquarters of the Magical Congress of the United States.

Although it looks like there are only 57 floors from the outside, when you enter the inside, you will find that there are hundreds of floors inside.

Limited to wizards, though.

One door apart, but two worlds.

No-Maj and the wizard, although they enter the same door, the world behind the door is completely different.

For No-Maj, the skyscraper, built in 1913 with a strong Gothic style, is just a microcosm of that era.

The status of the world's tallest building has long since been replaced by a rising star, and now all that remains is an ordinary office building and a few memories of that era.

But for wizards, it's the busiest place in the country.

Thousands of wizards enter and leave the building every day, most of them members of the Magical Congress, and the rest are traveling wizards from around the world and delegations of wizarding governments from around the world.

Today, the entrance to the Woolworths Building is particularly lively.

Even the Maji who came and went noticed this unusualness.

Countless people in fancy dress move between the inside and outside of the building.

What is strange is that these people are dressed as if they were performance art, but they themselves do not have such self-awareness.

The expressions of these people are very solemn, and even the way they interact with each other is so formal.

It seems that there is no such standard and formal handshake between them except in the news.

If you don't look at the clothes and faces, you almost think that these people are government officials who don't know which countries they are from.

Even the occasional murmur from a group of people in black leather trench coats could occasionally float in the air, "Don't these guys know how to restrain themselves? The secrecy law is not only established by us, but we don't know what kind of wind the parliament smoked, and so many countries have been invited to ......."

However, whenever someone says this, the speaker will take a small wooden stick from his bosom, wave it lightly at the crowded area, and ......

Hey?

What did I just say?

The cycle continued, and the Aurors who were guarding here were looking forward to getting dark, because today was the last day of the meeting, and as long as it was dark, it would mean the end of the meeting, and they could give themselves a good holiday.

Unfortunately, looking at the sun overhead, the Aurors all sighed helplessly.

It's still early in the dark.

Yawning listlessly, the group of Aurors belonging to the Auror office of the Magical Congress of America unconsciously began to wander.

It's not that they're not dedicated, it's that they know very well that they're just putting on a show.

Even the infamous Gellert Grindelwald would not be stupid enough to pick a day like today to invade the headquarters of Congress.

Right now, not to mention the inside of the building, the power gathered outside the building alone is enough to easily subvert the wizarding regime of any country in this world.

None of the entourage of these wizard heads of government were fuel-efficient lamps, ostensibly civilian, but at least half of them had to be Aurors in disguise and responsible for the security of their respective heads of state.

There are dozens or hundreds of such people at the gate.

And that's not even counting their native Aurors.

If any wizard dares to invade the Capitol at this time.

That's either looking for death, or it's crazy.

However, the accident is called an accident because it is not what everyone expected.

When everything was going according to plan, a figure, without warning, appeared in the open space in front of the Woolworth Building.

The first to notice him wasn't an Auror, but a female passerby passing by.

"OMG!!"

The woman's exclamation reached the ears of those around her.

In an instant, everyone noticed the man flying in the sky.

Suddenly, the exclamations were endless.

Most of these exclamations, though, are amazements at the realism of this street magic.

But below, the Aurors were facing the enemy.

They knew it wasn't magic, and they knew that no wizard could fly without relying on foreign objects.

They're in trouble, and it's a very big one.

In an instant, the Aurors no longer dared to slack off, and they didn't care about the Maji who stopped around, and said loudly to the sky.

"Strange wizard, please identify yourself and come here!"

In order to avoid unnecessary misunderstandings, the Aurors spoke in a polite tone, and did not even hold this mysterious person who suddenly appeared responsible for violating the International Wizarding Secrecy Act by exposing magic to ordinary people.

In the sky, the mysterious man ignored the Aurors' inquiries, and his indifferent gaze swept over the group of Aurors below and the passers-by who had stopped by, and then raised his arm towards the crowd.

Blue arcs began to circulate around him.

If Carl were here, he would have found that this was clearly a preparatory move before the Skynet attack.

Looking at the direction of his arm, even the Magic Capitol building behind it was included in its attack range, and Skynet seemed ready to destroy the wizards and passers-by below, along with the entire Magic Capitol building behind.

Below, although they didn't know what the mysterious man in the sky was going to do, the Aurors had instinctively sensed the danger.

However, before they could prepare to strike back.

In the distance, an RPG rocket with a flaming tail had crossed a distance of hundreds of meters in the blink of an eye, accurately hitting Skynet.

"Boom!"

Skynet blew up.

......

Carl had just apparitioned when he saw such a scene.

In the sky, the smoke and dust from the rocket explosion had not yet cleared, and below, the crowd was already in chaos.

Screams, cries for help, people panicked everywhere, traffic was paralyzed.

In the distance, the aging T800 threw away the transmitter in his hand and strode towards him with Sarah and Kyle Reese.

Carl didn't go to the terrorists, he entrusted the matter to Adam.

It took him a long time to figure out the whole thing.

There is no such thing as a future at all.

Since he can go to other worlds, people from other worlds can also come to his world.

With his obsession with magic, he wouldn't bother with anything else at all.

Not to mention the creation of Skynet.

Whether it's Skynet, Sarah, Kyle Reese, or T800, they're not from his world at all.

The time machine of the world of Terminator does not solve the problem of the Grandmother's Paradox, and it does not allow space-time to form a standard Möbius loop.

As a result, its existence cannot allow people to travel through time and space at all, but directly take people to another universe.

A universe that looks similar, but is actually very different.

Carl has studied physics somewhat, and the difficulty of traveling through time and space is not to go, but to return.

Whether the journey is to the past or the future, in the frame of reference of the traveler, it is the future.

According to the observer effect of quantum mechanics, the world will collapse into a new universe at the moment you travel through, and countless time travels correspond to countless collapses.

Of course, only corresponding, not leading.

All in all, unless you have turned time and space into a closed Möbius ring before you travel through it, you are traveling to a whole new universe every time you travel through it.

Obviously, the time machine created by Skynet did not solve this problem at all.

As for whether the crossing itself created the birth of the universe, or whether there were countless universes waiting for people to travel there, this is a paradox, and no one can say clearly.

Because the law of cause and effect has lost its effect in this process.

Carl didn't want to bother with that brain, either.

But the truth is, whether it's Skynet, Sarah Connor, Kyle Reese, or the aging T800, they're all in the wrong place.

The Carl Cooper they call him is not the same person as him at all.

As for why Skynet knew about the existence of magic, it was just because it came early and had enough time to understand the secrets of this world.