The house had collapsed.
We had seen it happen with our own eyes.
Yet we had not seen flying rubble or crumbling walls.
On the contrary, when everything calmed down, the house was still perfectly intact, without a single trace of damage.
Xiao Qing suddenly shouted, "Make them stop!"
I called toward the doorway, "Goudan'er, stop!"
The moment I finished shouting, Goudan'er appeared in the doorway.
It seemed Xiao Qing's earlier analysis had been correct. What Goudan'er and the others had destroyed was merely the house in a parallel spacetime.
But Xiao Qing immediately corrected me. "You're wrong. The parallel spacetimes had already been withdrawn. What Goudan'er destroyed was only an illusion they created after withdrawing the parallel spacetimes. And when they withdrew those spacetimes, they must have pulled out as well!"
I let out an "Ah."
Old ghost sighed. "You still don't get it? Those parallel spacetimes were taken from several points in time before we arrived, and those points should have been fairly close together. But no matter how close they were, they were still before we came. Think about it: if what Goudan'er and the others destroyed had really been this house in a parallel spacetime, could this house still exist now?"
I looked at old ghost, turning his words over in my mind.
At last, I understood. If that space in the past no longer existed, then this space in the present definitely could not exist either.
The house in the parallel spacetime was from before we arrived. If Goudan'er and the others had truly destroyed it, how could the house possibly still have existed after those points in time?
I gave a wry smile. This really was an IQ test.
Jiang Xiaohui, however, did not care at all about what we were discussing. He rushed