The Buddha Spoke of the Seven Sufferings, Wangchuan's Three Lives!

After leaving the residence, Chen Luo deliberately took a detour, avoiding the food stall selling Eight Fragrance Soup and also the alley where he was certain to encounter the funeral procession. He headed toward the family that had just had a child from another direction.

Previously, Chen Luo had tested it. Even when he did not trigger the "madman" event, the funeral event still proceeded. From that, he could infer that the "birth" event was also an independent event! And as long as Chen Luo went to observe it, it would definitely occur. But if Chen Luo did not observe it—for example, if he did not enter the Eight Fragrance Soup stall—then it would not occur at that point in time.

If his inference was correct, then all events could either happen or not happen. Someone might go mad, or might not. Someone might die, or might not.

The whole of E City existed in a state of possibility where things had both happened and not happened. Put another way, it both existed and did not exist; it was both born and dead!

Screw Schrödinger's cat!

Hadn't he transmigrated into an Eastern fantasy Xianxia World? Hadn't he dealt with Heaven's Dao Destiny every single day?

How had things suddenly taken such a turn?

Was he really the junior disciple of Fusheng Wuliang Tianzun—Fusheng Quantum Tianzun?

No!

Chen Luo suddenly realized something.

He was analyzing the event using the knowledge he had brought from his previous life, so he had unconsciously thought of it in terms of quantum mechanics. But if he analyzed the matter according to this world's system of knowledge, how would it be explained?

Chen Luo walked on while thinking, then suddenly stopped.

This explanation was—

Chaos!

All possibilities were nurtured within Chaos.

There were no concepts of