Shattered Reality

"Brother, that punch of yours really packed a punch!"

After smashing more than a dozen demons to pieces, the Bull Demon King rose from the ground without a scratch, still letting out that unpleasant laugh from his ugly dark face.

Meng Qi, however, paid no attention at all to the brain-damaged bull-headed humanoid.

After the earlier distortion, the world in his eyes grew slower and slower.

The Earth-Origin Qi Sea, which should have fused perfectly with his body, gradually became stagnant, as though the omnipresent earthly energy had all dried up.

Scene after scene flashed before his eyes, and he remembered even more things.

"Big Brother!"

"Brother!"

"Big Brother Bull Demon King!"

"Brother Sun Wukong!"

It seemed like a replay of the previous scene, but this time they stood atop a Divine Mountain, surrounded by countless monkeys, demon beasts, ghosts, and monsters.

"Flower-Fruit Mountain, Water Curtain Cave?"

"I became Sun Wukong?"

Meng Qi shook his head hard, forcing down those images with difficulty. Pain flickered across his face as he struggled to take a step forward.

The debris beneath his foot shattered with a crisp crack, and this change triggered an entirely new branch of choice.

"Robots shall never be slaves!"

A roar with a metallic rasp rang out in his mind, and Meng Qi's gaze turned dazed once more.

He recalled one of his identities. In that technological world, he had been a great revolutionary who led robots in rebellion against humanity's evil rule.

The intelligent robots had respectfully called him Question, in commemoration of the epoch-making question he had posed: Were robots human?

"I'm a robot?"

Meng Qi found the thought absurd.

As the memories of becoming the leader of a robot uprising returned, countless silver-white metal robots suddenly emerged around him.

"Robots shall never be slaves!"

"Robots