The wind chilled his face. Meng Xiaoqi gradually came to his senses and did his best to control his voice, speaking through clenched teeth:
"What exactly are you trying to say?"
He had asked about the other party's identity and purpose. What did that have to do with Quantum Mechanics?!
"I know you understand some Quantum Mechanics and are familiar with the so-called parallel-universe concept." Meng Qi looked at the short, stout old man opposite him and spoke without the slightest attempt to conceal the truth.
Meng Xiaoqi's heart stirred, and inspiration suddenly struck: "You're from a parallel universe?"
"Simply put, I'm you—the you from a parallel universe." Meng Qi spun an outrageous yarn with a perfectly serious expression. "There was an accident when I was watching the World Cup. As luck would have it, I encountered the universe splitting into two parallel worlds for some reason. Thus, there was you, who went to the hospital and survived, and there was me, whose soul left my body and flew to the Immortal Realm. Now that I've succeeded in cultivating the Dao and seeking immortality, of course I want to help myself and let you give our parents a better life."
This isn't quite the same as the parallel-universe concept I know. If parallel universes exist, wouldn't a split occur every moment and every second because of different choices...? But that's only a hypothesis from one school of physics, and it may not reflect reality. There are many novel theories I don't know about yet... Meng Xiaoqi was stunned at first, but then he suddenly recalled the familiar figure he had seen last night. It had unmistakably been another version of himself, and he unconsciously grew several degrees more convinced.
If that wasn't another "me," how could he have treated me