141: Chapter 141: Huh? You two came to me to verify that we're dead?

Next is the second title: "The Present May Not Exist, We Only Have the Past and the Future!"

Gathered here are mostly physics enthusiasts, students, and teachers.

"The Delayed Choice Experiment, this is the key—if Xiaoyu's brother had just been giving examples before, I would say it was useless; but he finally brought out the Delayed Choice Experiment; and this experiment proves that the observer's [future] choice can indeed influence the [past]—and the causality of the macroscopic world can indeed be overturned at the microscopic level."

"Our consciousness... could it be that it exists in the microscopic world, not the macroscopic world? Is that why consciousness is so magical?"

"Young man above, that's right. In the eyes of us in Quantum Mechanics, consciousness does not exist in the macroscopic world."

"Hiss~~~"

"In the microscopic world, the [effect] can determine the [cause]; if we view the [future self] as the observer and a [past choice] as the particle, then the [strong desire for modification from the future] changing a [past decision]—you need to know that this is feasible in physical models and it makes perfect sense; Xiaoyu's brother isn't bragging, he is completely adhering to [Quantum Physics]!"

Closely following that were: "Quantum Delayed Choice Experiment, Our Future Selves Are Saving Our Present Selves." "Perhaps, each of us is our own guardian spirit."

"I'm emotionally compromised, I really regret not watching the livestream; it turns out those inexplicable strokes of luck in my life didn't come from some so-called Earth consciousness, but were earned by myself; it was me at the end of the future, crying like a dog, desperately reaching my hand into time and pulling my foolish younger self back from the edge of the cliff."

"What a wonderful experience. Now I actually understand Xiaoyu's brother's intention—he is teaching us to live well in every moment of the present. Only in this way can we have more comfort and smiles when we look back on the present as we are about to depart!"

"Therefore, I also understood one thing—those who couldn't receive a warning, is it because in their life movie, there is no longer an [elderly self] who can look back from the future to send this [warning] that spans across time?"

"Even!"

"Then, those who didn't receive a warning, is it because in their story line, there is no longer a self who can look back from the future to send this letter across time?"

"I have something to say—human life, a person's life, continues to exist without any external force or interference; this is enough to illustrate the most terrifying fact in the human world: everyone's life has a fixed limit from the moment they are born; this limit is 5 years for some, 10 years for others, 30 years for others; no matter how one tries to change it, it cannot be altered!"

As the last comment appeared, it immediately triggered hundreds of replies in agreement.

"Damn, I'm scared."

"I really have this feeling, as if we are being controlled by something—the length of our ending has been set since the birth of our individual selves."

"The person above spoke my mind, and this [length] does not involve medicine or biology; it is completely an [upper limit] imposed on our individual lives by something at a higher level!"

"Are we being controlled?"

"Stop talking, the more you say, the more terrifying it gets, the more I think about it, the more horrified I become!"

"..."

At night, Huaqing University.

Dr. Li Mo and Professor Guan were smoking blankly, having walked two and a half laps around the teaching building.

Finally, exhausted from walking, the two of them sat down on a bench in the small park.

"No, Professor, I can't sleep." Li Mo threw his cigarette butt into a nearby trash can, the Mars tracing an arc in the night.

Professor Guan took a deep breath and looked at Li Mo with concern, "So, you want me to sleep with you?"

"That... wouldn't be impossible." Li Mo smirked. Professor Guan leaned back, the old man, the phone, "?"

"Professor, are you serious about that half-step back?"

Guan Jingming straightened his expression, "Hurry up, what on earth do you want to do by dragging me here? Let's get this straight: you can have ulterior motives toward me, but you can't study knowledge... Oh, I said that backward."

Li Mo didn't continue joking and said with a serious face, "Every time I close my eyes now, all I see is our future selves constantly changing our every move in the present."

"After all, the [signals] Jiang Zhe mentioned are just too many—when I was choosing my major after graduating high school, I chose Dabei University and felt nothing; the moment I chose Huaqing University, my heart started pounding and trembling; it was as if my future self was forcing me to choose Huaqing University."

"Also, when I went back to my hometown last year, I encountered a dilemma about whether to save someone or not."

"On the road, there was an old man dressed simply, and no one dared to help him; when I passed by him, I didn't dare to help either, but my heart suddenly started pounding; then I changed my mind; I went to help the old man."

"And what happened?"

Professor Guan shook his head, "Was that old man your long-lost wealthy grandfather?"

"No." Li Mo's mouth twitched, "That old man was Old Gu, the director of a research institute at Northwest University. Later, I was invited by Old Gu to visit weapon research and development at Northwest University, and that's where I met my current girlfriend; I reckon we're heading toward marriage, no problem."

Speaking of this, Li Mo pointed to a building in the distance with a few windows still lit, "I want to use your influence to make use of that person."

The place he was pointing at was an old friend of Professor Guan in the physics department staff building.

"Professor Ouyang!"

Speaking of this, Li Mo stood up excitedly, "If I don't verify it personally, or at least examine the framework of Jiang Zhe's [Delayed Choice + Life Review] from a physical model perspective to see how outrageous it is or what the probability might be, I won't feel right, and I definitely won't be able to sleep tonight."

Professor Guan looked at the light in Li Mo's eyes, and after two and a half seconds of silence, he smiled.

"Let's go, let's go and disturb him on purpose!"

The two looked at each other and smiled, reaching a clean consensus.

In the blink of an eye, they arrived at the physics department dormitory building, knocked on Professor Ouyang's door, and heard complaints from inside.

"Who is it, in the middle of the night? How can you disturb me while I'm playing games?"

The door opened, and Professor Ouyang, wearing a black cotton-padded jacket, poked his head out. He had a pair of panda eyes, and after seeing who it was, he was stunned for a moment.

"Old Guan, Little Li, what's wrong? Did you sleepwalk to the physics department?"

Guan Jingming didn't stand on ceremony, pulled Li Mo, and squeezed in.

"Old brother, I want to ask for your cooperation to use a supercomputer to simulate a... thought experiment on whether we are in a state of life review."

Ouyang's hand, which had just picked up the teapot, trembled slightly. He looked at Guan Jingming with a look of astonishment, "?"

"Use a supercomputer to simulate a life review to verify if we are dead?"

He put down the teapot and said sharply: "Old Guan, you are from the computer science department. A thought experiment is a thought experiment; it's meant to inspire thinking and challenge concepts, not for you to actually [simulate] it!"

"It's like, can you use a supercomputer to simulate whether [Schrödinger's Cat] is dead or alive?"

"No!"

Professor Guan had expected this and, without any panic, took out his phone and opened the recorded livestream video—it was the clip about the [Quantum Delay + Future Reminding the Present] description mentioned by Jiang Zhe.

"Watch this!"

Ouyang took the phone suspiciously, with a look of disdain on his face. But as the video played, the expression on his face gradually changed from confusion to surprise, and then to solemnity. Finally, it turned into a blank stare with one eye larger than the other.

Twenty-five minutes later... the dormitory was quiet.

Professor Ouyang took off his glasses and said with astonishment: "This... young man is too bold. He extrapolated Wheeler's Delayed Choice Experiment directly from microscopic particles to real macroscopic individual consciousness, and even combined it with the near-death experience of a life review."

"This idea is simply..."

He couldn't speak, but the expression on his face was one of joy and excitement.

"It's simply incredible, and even so inspiring and enlightening!"

He calmed down for a long time before raising his head to look at Professor Guan again, his eyes full of curiosity, "So, you two came to disturb me playing CS in the middle of the night, surely not just to share a scientific horror story, right?"

"Speak up, what exactly do you want me, a quantum guy, to do in this thought experiment?"

"Let's get this straight first: I can't prove the matter of [us being dead]."