"Thank you......"

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

"Surprised?" The person in front of him asked, looking at Fang Yan, who was unsteady at this time, stepped forward to support him, and then walked to a room next to him.

"You did it?" The dialect popped out these three words, and turned his head to the person next to him, or, more appropriately, himself 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 then helped Fang Yan to the chair, before he sat down at the other end, looked at Fang Yan who wanted 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 there is anything you want to ask, you can ask me." ”

"Who the hell are you, or rather, which one of you are?" Fang Yan asked after a deep sigh.

"I am you, but you stopped crossing after the eleventh crossing, and you are also the second leader of the wings team." The person on the other side replied, and then stretched out his hand, "Formally acquainted, hello, dialect!" ”

"Hello, my future ......" Fang Yan smiled, also stretched out his hand, and then after a little thought, he formally asked his own question, "How long is it now?" ”

"Year 2139."

"143 years, 143 years old, you are old......" Fang Yan sighed.

"Time flies quickly, especially for you now, a blink of an eye may be tens of thousands of years, so why care." The person on the other side smiled, then picked up the glass and took a sip of it.

"But that's not my time." Fang Yan opened his mouth to reply, looked at the middle-aged face opposite and hesitated, and then asked again, "How have you spent all these years?" ”

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

"Dad, how are you doing in the back?"

"Very good, very peaceful when you left."

"If you don't marry a daughter-in-law, how does it look?" Fang Yan smiled, then opened his mouth again to ask.

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

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

"Perhaps!" Fang Yan shook his head, then changed the subject and asked about the rest of the matter, "You rescued me?" ”

"Yes!" The middle-aged dialect nodded in affirmation.

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

"You think it is, that is, you think it is not, then it is not, and we do use a lot of experimental techniques to revive you and wake you up." The middle-aged dialect shook his head and smiled.

"That's that there is no collapse!" Fang Yan smiled, then put the water glass down again, looking at the future self in front of him in a different time and space, the smile on his face slowly calmed down, "What is the general situation of this world?" ”

"The three wars have been fought, but in the middle of the way we stepped into the age of the star system, so it ended without a problem, the compensation for the compensation, and then established a decent Earth Federation, which is equivalent to the original United Nations." The middle-aged dialect said, and then put a hard disk on the table, "This thing is the scientific and technological information selected by us, from basic industry to cutting-edge military, basically there, and now the choice is yours." ”

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

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

"Since there is peace, then it does not need to change, change is not necessarily a good thing, if one day I die, maybe the world will have no chance to change at all, instead of fighting those illusory victories, why not cherish the beauty in front of you?" Fang Yan said to himself, and then looked at himself in front of him, "Say something you want to say, I can see that you have something to say to me." ”

"Hmm." The middle-aged dialect nodded, and after glancing at the dialect, he said, "It's also some ideas, but unfortunately there is no way to verify it." ”

"Tell me." Fang Yan nodded.

"You, or the one you're traversing, are in a time and space that is not the main plane in the true sense." The middle-aged dialect said, looking at the dialect that was staring at him for a moment, he shook his head again and explained, "Of course, this is just one of my thoughts, although it is a little unbelievable. ”

"Go on, I want to hear it, I have to say, your statement is a bit big for me who is in the middle of the crossing." The dialect didn't care about the reply, but in his heart, he slowly paid attention to the middle-aged dialect opposite, because he had no reason to lie to himself.

"Let me think about what to say, my mind is a little confused." The middle-aged dialect smiled bitterly, carefully considered it, and said, "Actually, I think that the plane before we started to travel was the main plane. ”

"Kind of makes sense." Fang Yan replied, then nodded secretly.

"We're a branch, and the plane you're in, when you go back, will be the 12th branch, based on my timeline." The middle-aged dialect said, and then smiled, "Actually, this thing has always been there, but the people above haven't told us." ”

"So, the future we traveled through before, except for this time, is all the main plane we have traveled to?" Fang Yan asked.

"Hmm!" The middle-aged dialect nodded, and then continued, "You borrowed a little technology and information from the main time and space to return to the branch line, but when you crossed again, the main time and space experienced changes again. ”

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

"Well, it's probably like our branch space-time mapping, or interfering with the main space-time, and the cost of doing so, or energy exchange, I don't know or figure it out." The middle-aged dialect replied, looking at the dialect's facial expression and shook his head, "Your sequelae can only wait for you to carry it later, use your reinforcement mechanism to deal with it, at this stage, you still don't think too much." ”

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

After a long time, Fang Yan straightened up again, looked at the 143-year-old self opposite him and smiled, then picked up the water cup and took a sip, "What, don't you plan to show me the world?" ”