The wind brushed against his face, cooling him as Meng Xiaoqi slowly regained his senses. He tried to control his voice, almost gritting his teeth as he asked, “What exactly are you trying to say?”
He had asked about the other’s identity and intentions, so how was that related to quantum mechanics at all!
“I know you understand some quantum mechanics and are familiar with the concept of parallel universes,” Meng Qi said, staring at the short, stout old man across from him without any attempt to hide his thoughts.
A sudden spark of inspiration struck Meng Xiaoqi’s mind. “You’re from a parallel universe?”
“In simple terms, I am you—the you from a parallel universe,” Meng Qi lied with a straight face. “Back then, during the World Cup, an accident occurred, coinciding with the universe splitting for some reason into two parallel worlds. Thus, there’s you, who went to the hospital and survived, and me, whose soul left the body and ascended to the Immortal Realm. Now that I’ve succeeded in my cultivation, naturally I want to help my other self and ensure our parents live better lives.”
That doesn’t quite match the concept of parallel universes I know. If parallel universes do exist, they should split every moment due to different choices… But this is merely a hypothesis of a certain physics school and might not reflect reality. There are many new theories I’m not familiar with yet, Meng Xiaoqi thought initially in confusion. Suddenly, he recalled the familiar figure he had seen last night—clearly another version of himself. This realization made him more inclined to believe the story.
If it wasn’t another “me,” why would someone be so generous and kind to me and my parents?
Thinking further about the white vapor lingering above his father’s head and his mother’s youthful skin, phenomena far beyond current scientific capabilities, it was clear these couldn’t be mere pranks.
“What do you want me to do?” Meng Xiaoqi blurted out.
Meng Qi smiled, lowering his eyelids to hide his eyes. “Just take good care of our parents.”
The End Times are dangerous, with many powerful enemies. Moreover, his parents had started cultivating martial arts too late; at best, they could extend their lives with immortal pills and elixirs. In that case, living in a familiar environment would definitely be better than the real world. There was no need to drag them into this mess.
“But if you’re from a parallel universe, shouldn’t you have your own parents there?” Meng Xiaoqi asked, puzzled.
“One day in the Immortal Realm equals a year in the human world. By the time I returned from my cultivation, everything had changed. Fortunately, time flows differently here, so only three years have passed,” Meng Qi replied, half-truthfully.
His voice grew somber as he continued, “Use the Myriad Worlds Awareness Talisman more often—it contains many valuable things…”
The call ended, and Meng Qi felt a complex mix of emotions, as if he had resolved many matters, feeling a sense of relief. His internal world, formed by his five organs and six viscera, slowly transformed again, becoming more lively and vibrant, increasingly attuned to the myriad heavens.
After another year of secluded cultivation, he would reach the Tianxian level, Meng Qi mused silently, raising his eyelids to look at the short, stout old man across from him.
“I will take care of them,” the stout old man understood Meng Qi’s intent in making the “phone call” in front of him and said without hesitation, “Is there anything else the immortal has to command?”
After witnessing the previous display of remote intimidation and the subsequent miraculous feats, he was convinced that the other was indeed a deity from the Immortal Realm.
Meng Qi hesitated briefly before saying, “Search for historically significant items with supernatural properties and various ancient Tantric scriptures. It’s not necessary to acquire them directly—just determine their approximate locations.”
By studying these items, he could uncover the secret behind Wusheng Laomu’s cautious approach to spreading her teachings on Earth.
This would be a very tedious and troublesome task. If he did it alone, it would take a long time. Relying openly on the government and secretly on the Luo Sect, he would work on both fronts to find clues as soon as possible!
“Fine,” the stout old man said without hesitation.
Meng Qi nodded slightly and smiled, “You are already old, your body is weak, and your prospects for martial cultivation are bleak. Unless you can obtain mythical peaches or ginseng trees, there is no hope for longevity.”
He paused and then shifted tone, “However, I have many immortal pills and herbs. While I cannot grant you eternal life, I can help you live for several more decades and restore your body to its prime condition.”
“That’s great, that’s great,” the stout old man exhaled in relief. This was far better than he had hoped!
“When your time comes, I will help you retain your memories from this life and reincarnate,” Meng Qi added another sweetener.
It was unclear if the King of Hell had been meddling, but Lao had yet to reincarnate. However, given Meng Qi’s current cultivation speed, in a few decades he would surely become a legendary figure, even reaching the realm of creation. Then, he could storm the underworld!
“This is indeed an unexpected joy,” the stout old man said with self-deprecating humor.
Meng Qi took out a green branch and a note and pushed them through the air. “This is a root of Isatis from the Kunlun Mountains, cultivated for millennia. It cures all diseases and prolongs life. Refer to the note for the specific preparation method.”
The Dadaist had made two purchases without knowing that the buyer was himself each time. The price was fair, and the goods were genuine!
The green glow exuded a vibrant spiritual aura, clearly a treasure of the immortals. The stout old man happily accepted it.
…
After ending the call, Meng Xiaoqi stood in a daze for a full five minutes before regaining his composure. He then followed the female secretary onto a luxury car, each step feeling like he was walking on clouds, so surreal was the experience.
Leaning back in the seat and closing his eyes, he reviewed the day’s events from start to finish. If the mysterious figure claiming to be another version of himself had no ill intentions, then he had indeed been struck by a piece of good fortune falling from the sky, and his life had suddenly taken a turn for the better.
Sigh, even if he did have malicious intentions, given the means and power he displayed, what could I do? I might as well just enjoy it, Meng Xiaoqi thought to himself as he closed his eyes and asked, “What happened at the company today?”
“Nothing major. We’re still in the investment phase. Don’t worry, though; we have enough funds to last two years and build a platform to compete with other industry giants,” the female secretary replied cheerfully, exuding confidence in the Myriad Worlds Awareness Group, as if she had been working there for a long time.
The car drove out of the county town and headed toward the provincial capital. Meng Xiaoqi engaged in light conversation with the female secretary, gradually gaining a clearer understanding of his company’s status. In the employees’ minds, the Myriad Worlds Awareness Group had been in existence for several months.
At noon, the luxury car stopped in front of a building. As Meng Xiaoqi stepped out, passersby instinctively ceased their conversations, becoming visibly more reserved, and everyone who passed bowed their heads respectfully, saying, “Chairman, good day.”
Meng Xiaoqi passed through the lobby as if in a dream, entered his private elevator, and arrived at his luxurious office. When the secretary brought him tea, handed over some documents, and then went to her station outside, he finally felt as if he had just woken from a long dream.
Not bad at all… Meng Xiaoqi looked around his office, savoring the experience with enjoyment.
He knew all of this had not been earned through his own efforts and that his foundation was shaky. He took out the Myriad Worlds Awareness Talisman and began to study the core of his existence.
Throughout the afternoon, the office was occasionally filled with exclamations of astonishment:
“Wow, this can actually be bought?”
“Pre-theory of simulation technology, Nan Gong Chong?”
“Would introducing this be too advanced?”
“Wow! This works too!”
“I want to cultivate martial arts, I want to be a hero saving the beauty, I want to be charming and elegant!”
At the end of the workday, the secretary knocked and entered. She saw her CEO with his hands clasped under his chin, his eyes gleaming with an “unusual light,” deep in thought.
“Chairman, you have a date tonight,” the secretary said cautiously.
Meng Xiaoqi suddenly snapped out of his thoughts. Right, he was supposed to meet Cai Yang tonight.
He quickly pulled out his phone, preparing to book a Didi chauffeur service to avoid rush hour traffic.
The secretary was momentarily stunned: “Chairman, you can take your own car. Or is it that you don’t want the other party to know your identity? If you’re worried about traffic, there’s a helicopter on the rooftop. It’s just that there’s no place to land near Baihuiyuan.”
Oh right, I’m the chairman now… Meng Xiaoqi finally became aware of his new status. Then he saw the secretary opening a door, revealing a bedroom with a wardrobe filled with many clothes.
“Chairman, you have a bit of a belly. It would be better to wear a vest to hide it…” the secretary offered her suggestions.
Everything felt like a dream. The newly transformed Meng Xiaoqi rode in a top-tier luxury car, passed through the glowing lights, and arrived at Baihuiyuan just in time to see Cai Yang and another slender woman preparing to enter.
The car stopped, the driver got out and opened the door. Pedestrians turned to look, including Cai Yang and her female companion.
One foot stepped out, Meng Xiaoqi stood and smiled, greeting them, “Long time no see.”
He had rehearsed this line many times in his mind during the car ride.
“Sure enough, it’s Mr. CEO,” Cai Yang smiled slightly and introduced her companion, “This is Jin Ji. She heard about your accurate predictions and wants you to tell her fortune.”
What kind of situation is this? When did I ever become an accurate predictor? Meng Xiaoqi nearly turned to stone.
Was this another act by the other me?
Almost making me look bad!
He forced a smile and said, “Let’s go inside and talk.”
As they exchanged greetings along the way, Meng Xiaoqi secretly activated the Myriad Worlds Awareness Talisman, projecting it onto his retina. He then posted a request on the Myriad Worlds Mall:
“Looking for a fortune-telling expert to help tell someone’s fortune, urgent!”
Inside, he added that this was not in the real world but in one of the myriad worlds, so birth dates and times might not correspond.
After everyone was seated, Meng Xiaoqi anxiously awaited a response. When the server poured tea, finally a user named “Fortune Teller” accepted the request.
“Birth dates and times won’t work here, cough cough, unless you can provide a local perpetual calendar. If not, then facial features and palm lines will do,” the Fortune Teller’s voice sounded with interest in divining fates in other worlds.
“Great!” Meng Xiaoqi thought and took out the Myriad Worlds Awareness Talisman, aiming it at Jin Ji.
“Brother Meng, what are you doing?” Cai Yang asked in confusion.
“Fortune tellers have compasses and other tools, but those are outdated. This is my modern approach,” Meng Xiaoqi lied with a straight face.
“Oh, I see,” Cai Yang and Jin Ji finally understood.
Facial features recorded, palm lines recorded, Meng Xiaoqi transmitted the data to the Fortune Teller and listened to his voice while solemnly saying, “You broke up last week.”
“Correct!” Jin Ji said excitedly, while Cai Yang looked at Meng Xiaoqi with admiration, finding him increasingly mysterious yet reliable.
“The other party was addicted to gambling. Breaking up is your chance for a turnaround. You must have won a lottery ticket recently?” Meng Xiaoqi smiled and asked.
“Yes, yesterday I won fifty yuan!” Jin Ji hadn’t even told Cai Yang about this yet.
Meng Xiaoqi continued, “You’ll definitely have romantic opportunities within six months, but they might be bad ones.”
“Ah, Honghuang Legacy!”
He completely echoed the Fortune Teller’s words, even instinctively expressing the latter’s surprise and confusion at the end.
Honghuang Legacy? Cai Yang and Jin Ji looked at each other in bewilderment.
“Honghuang Legacy?” Prince Wang lightly tapped the stone table with his right hand, slightly frowning, then chose to contact Meng Qi. He wanted to find out where the fortune teller was from just now!
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