Although Reinhardt was dead, for some reason, Zhang Heng always felt an inexplicable anxiety during this period.

At this moment, Zhang Heng withdrew from the virtual space and finished his day of training. He rubbed his red eyes with his hands, stood up and walked towards the b8th floor of the beehive, calling Yuehua while walking, and asked, "How have these awakened people trained in the past few days?"

"It's very good. I have been training their practical ability for a while. By fighting with my incarnation, I have selected many talented seedlings. Even the members with the worst progress can walk in front of me for several rounds." Yuehua said with his eyes shining.

Seeing Yuehua's expression, Zhang Heng suddenly felt a chill in his crotch. He still remembered how badly he was repaired by Yuehua back then. For a while, even Yuehua became his psychological shadow. Zhang Heng quickly shook his head and immediately said, "Uh... very good, keep training. I want them to reach my level back then at least in terms of combat."

"I understand." Yuehua walked beside Zhang Heng generously, suddenly the topic changed, and looked at Zhang Heng with some concern, "Commander, your mental state is very abnormal recently. I suggest you do psychological treatment with me. I have recently collected thousands of psychology books and various examples of psychologists on the Internet, and invented several therapies that can effectively alleviate human psychological diseases."

"Forget it..." Zhang Heng shuddered suddenly, "I can probably think of your treatment method, which is nothing more than violently breaking psychological barriers, or using poison to fight poison. If someone receives your psychological treatment, he or she will probably become a lunatic."

"How is that possible~" Yuehua said coquettishly, "But then is your mental state really okay?"

"I can still hold on." Zhang Heng waved his hand and refused to talk more. "My problem is not a mental illness. After all, with my willpower, no mental illness can erode me. What really makes me feel uneasy is the curse that is gradually coming."

"Curse?" Yuehua's expression suddenly became serious, "Then why don't you try the 'Prophet'' ability again?"

"I tried it, and it's more than once." Zhang Heng stretched out a finger and waved it slightly, "but all failed..."

"Why is this happening?" Yuehua was stunned. In her opinion, the "prophet" that Zhang Heng possessed was a bug-like existence, and this power had only failed in one thing, that is, when predicting the plane of "Black Hole Surface". Apart from that, Zhang Heng never had another failure.

"I have been thinking about where my power comes from recently." Zhang Heng's eyes flashed a deep flash and he said slowly, "You should know the 'Schrödinger's Cat'. According to the explanation of quantum mechanics, cats are in a state of both dead and alive in the box. Until you open the box and cause the wave function to collapse, you can understand whether the cat is dead or alive. It is obvious that this is a manifestation of incomplete quantum mechanics. Until 1957, Hugh Everett proposed the 'parallel universe theory', pointing out that both cats are real. There is a living cat and a dead cat, and they are located in different universes."

"When we look into the box, the entire universe automatically splits into two different situations. Everything is exactly the same. The only difference is that in one of the universes, atoms decay and cats die, while in the other universe, atoms have not decayed and cats are still alive. It sounds incredible, but it is the most impeccable and logical result in quantum mechanics."

Zhang Heng continued, "It's a pity that this theory has never attracted the attention of the world because it was too absurd back then, and it is difficult to be accepted by the world even now. However, from the dimension star and the various things I have experienced, it can be seen that the 'parallel universe theory' in quantum theory is completely correct, that is, the world we are in is indeed a world composed of countless multiverses."

"Indeed, the external manifestation of your mental power seems to be related to quantum mechanics." Yuehua nodded in agreement, but immediately revealed his doubts, "But what does all this have to do with your 'prophet' ability?"

Zhang Heng smiled and continued, "You should have heard of another concept theory derived from parallel cosmology, which is the concept of quantum bubbles. Under the Planck scale of quantum bubbles, time and space are no longer smooth, and many different shapes will float out randomly like bubbles and disappear randomly. In this way, the energy fluctuations in the tiny world are quantum fluctuations and small channels formed in quantum fluctuations, which are the so-called famous wormholes."

"According to the parallel universe theory, the number of planes is infinite. In some parallel universes, you may exist, maybe not, and the universe where you exist is likely to be your future or your past. If their time is earlier than you, then they may have experienced something you have not experienced but are about to experience."

"At the same time, different universes can resonate through quantum bubbles, connect your memories in different universes at a certain moment, and then arouse some of your thoughts, so that memories that may happen or have not yet occurred in another universe can be connected to your mind. This is the so-called 'prophet'."

Yuehua's eyes lit up and he suddenly thought, "I understand. What you mean is that the power of the 'prophet' is not actually a mysterious and supernatural. It is actually just relying on your mental power to trigger quantum bubbles. It still belongs to the scientific field. Moreover, because the multiverse is too vast, many times quantum bubbles cannot obtain your memories of other worlds according to your will, so it is difficult to succeed."

"That's right." Zhang Heng nodded and snapped his fingers, "That's true. In addition to this reason, there is another important point that is, if I am dead in the future, then the power of the prophet in that world will only be in vain."

Yuehua opened her mouth and wanted to say something, but found that Zhang Heng looked serious and had no intention of joking.

"In other words, the more difficult the crisis is, the more difficult it is to be predicted..." Zhang Heng sighed, turned around and walked out of the elevator, went to the b8th floor, and walked towards the area where many awakened people lived.

Yuehua looked complicated, and she was a little unwilling to accept her heart behind Zhang Heng, "So do you think this crisis comes from the next plane mission?"

"Maybe, or maybe not." Zhang Heng's voice came slowly, "I obtained a task failure immunity, which means that as long as I don't want to die in the next task, it will be difficult for me to die. I suspect that this upcoming crisis comes from reality..."

As Zhang Heng finished speaking, he pushed open the door of the Awakened Residence and walked towards the depths.

Realistic?

Yuehua did not choose to follow Zhang Heng, but showed a deep worry, standing there and constantly thinking about something. Obviously, the crisis Zhang Heng refers to was the so-called first impact, right?

Yuehua was silent, she had a faint intuition. Zhang Heng might have really felt something, otherwise, he, who was so strong that he never compromised, would not have imagined such a negative plan...
Chapter completed!