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Chapter 423 Logic no longer exists

Originally the conversation was about Pickman's works, but later it became an academic discussion.

It would be meaningless to say too much about the imaginary realm on the "backside" of the world. Pickman himself could not figure out the source of inspiration for his works, nor did he know whether the strange scenes he saw were the backside of all things.

Victor was curious about the classification of the monsters Li Anlong mentioned. According to his description, anthropologists can basically confirm that monsters appeared after the mythical era, perhaps based on records in ancient documents, or perhaps the discovery of fossils...

But how did they confirm that the weird species came from pre-mythological times?

The so-called remnants of the pre-Era, such as Saluba, are still active underground in the Indong Continent. However, human history has very few descriptions of the mythical era. How do scholars know about the world before the Mythological Era?

Woolen cloth?

It was just after afternoon, the weather was very clear, and there was no strong wind or waves on the sea. More passengers gathered on the deck. They admired the coastal scenery and walked around the outdoor dining table. It was very lively.

The timid time makes people enjoy chatting more, and Victor raised questions about history.

Li Anlong took a sip of tea and replied: "As for this, it is also the direction of the course I am studying. Ainanya's literature is too limited. The library of Sanfran Public University and the reference room of the Ministry of Defense and Suppression should be able to

Provide me with more inspiration.”

"So, some scholars have indeed developed a method to verify the history before the mythical era?" Victor was even more curious.

Rianlong did not answer, but Pickman continued: "Speaking of historical periods, I heard that there is a 'Samhain' in the traditional festival of Ainannia, which is said to be a day that does not exist and is independent of time.

In addition, there are even rumors that it is...'the day when multiple histories intersect'."

"Multiple histories intersect?" Victor frowned immediately, this was a statement he had heard before.

His memory was still relatively clear, and he remembered that the so-called day when multiple histories intersected was the day of the Blackwater Disaster at Jotun in the Western Continent.

"Do you have any explanation?" Victor looked at Pickman.

Pickman waved his hand, indicating that he also had little knowledge, and gave his understanding: "I guess there may be more than one timeline of history, and maybe the world is developing in another way where we can't see it."

These words made Victor think of the "parallel time and space" theory.

Then, he contacted the conversation between Crow and Donnie at the bottom of Rose Lake, and speculated that the Samhain Festival in Ainannia might be some kind of special time node that can connect parallel time and space?

The ancestral spirit of Valentan used this crack in the intersection of time and space to descend into the material world?

Thinking of this, Victor turned his attention to Li Anlong again. He was an authentic native of Anannia, and of course he knew his own nation's festivals better than they did.

However, this is how Li Anlong responded. He asked a rhetorical question.

"If you had the ability to travel through time, go back in time and kill your grandmother when you were a child, would you still exist?"

Grandma Paradox?

Victor remembered this classic hypothesis, which was also inspired by the theory of parallel time and space.

However, Rianlong obviously did not mean this. He continued to elaborate: "Since Samhain spread to the entire world, the idea of ​​'multiple histories intersecting' has spread subtly, and many scholars have brought up the paradox of killing their grandmothers.

, combined with Samhain, proves that time develops in many directions, and our history is not just one."

"Is there really a parallel timeline?" Pickman took a breath.

Li Anlong smiled slightly and continued: "Someone discovered from the heroic epics on ancient stone tablets and some parchment scrolls that a certain hero or famous person would appear at the wrong time at the same time."

"Wrong time?" Victor frowned.

Lian rumbled: "For example, a certain king died in battle on a certain day, and his country also perished. Then the land became barren and uninhabited... But, another piece of land was unearthed hundreds of years later.

But it is recorded on the stone tablet that he won the war and annexed the other party. For a long time to come, his country would be vast and full of vitality."

"What...means?" Pickman had a puzzled look on his face, "Is it a prank? Or is it just a story written by the ancients? As you know, many mythological stories are very ridiculous, and there will be various occurrences when they are passed down orally.

Various versions.”

"There is no logic..." Victor held his chin and thought, "Dead people and perished countries survive and continue in the records hundreds of years later... Either they are nihilistic historical records, they are false, or

Is it... the intersection of multiple histories?"

"Yes!" Pickman suddenly realized, "This must be the case. The two timelines developed differently, and then merged with each other at Samhain or a special time..."

Faced with Victor and Pickman's inferences, Li Anlong smiled and did not answer. After a long silence, he slowly said: "You think so because you are still using logic to reason. It can be seen that in your hearts

, time is just linear.”

It seemed that this new investigator had his own unique understanding. Victor listened attentively and looked at the other person quietly.

Just listen to Li Anlong continue to say: "What if there is no logic in the world, and time is not linear but chaotic?"

"Huh?" Pickman opened his mouth. It was difficult for his artistic brain to understand what Li Anlong said.

Of course, Victor didn't understand either.

Li Anlong continued: "Is it possible that multiple histories do not actually exist, and there is only one time, but it is chaotic... If you go back in time and kill your grandmother, logically, your father will be

You should not have been born, and you should not have been born. However, the fact that you were born exists, the fact that you went back in time to kill your grandmother also exists, and the fact that you would not have been born after your grandmother died still exists.

The facts and causes and effects will exist. You cannot understand it because you believe that time is linear rather than chaotic."

This brain-burning and confusing view made Victor and Pickman feel uncomfortable at the same time.

But if you think about it carefully, the king's case mentioned by Li Anlong can indeed express the concept of chaotic time.

But Victor didn't want to continue talking about this complicated topic. He turned to Pickman to find out where he went after arriving in Sanfran.

This guy had no money, so why did he take a boat all the way to the capital of the country? To go to relatives or to find another way to survive?

Pickman's expression became embarrassed, and he replied softly: "I...I will go to a club to perform and make some money."

"Club? What club?"

"Private club, I can't disclose it, but it's definitely not the underground place you imagined."

"Then what are you going to perform for?"

"Performance painting..."

Victor's eyes widened, but when he saw that the other party was avoiding the topic, it was difficult to pursue the question, so he changed the subject: "What are you going to do with those things you have down there?"

Pickman looked confused.

Victor thought for a while and then told him that he could free up the space in the room and lend him the items to pile up, but Pickman had to promise to give him one of his best paintings.

Pickman thanked Victor gratefully and readily agreed. After all, his paintings hardly sold for much money.

After the matter was finalized, Pickman suddenly remembered another thing. He opened his mouth and asked Victor and Rianlong in surprise.

"Gentlemen, are you both Syrians?"


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