"What's wrong with you just now?" Song Qinglan asked.

"I don't know." Ji Yushi withdrew his gaze and his heart was pounding. He didn't understand why he subconsciously followed those people just now.

If he hadn't been with Song Qinglan, he would probably not have gotten on this train.

The two sat down in their seats, and the train drove them forward, throwing the strange scene at the station far away.

Song Qinglan was in a hurry to buy tickets, leaving only tickets for ordinary cars, with almost no space left.

People chat and talk, each holding their luggage. No one seemed to notice two young people who were still scared. Occasionally, some people looked at each other, just because of their overly eye-catching appearance.

From the neighbors who stood at Ji Yu's doorstep in the early morning, to the Ji Minyue who appeared in the morning, to the human wall formed by the station just now, it seems that they were touched by a part of the world overnight, and it is very likely that it is the most critical part.

Ji Yushi felt uncomfortable gaze again. He turned his head and saw a male passenger wearing glasses staring at him in the seat in front of the left.

He looked at the other party for a few seconds, but the other party had no intention of looking away.

In the midst of noisy, this made Ji Yushi's mood, which had not yet relaxed, feel creepy again.

There are actually in the car.

He began to recall where he had seen the male passenger, but he could not remember it. In his memory, the face about the other person was blank.

Song Qinglan whispered: "Don't think about it, he should be looking at me."

Ji Yushi turned around and showed some confusion on his face. It was not difficult to see a hint of panic in his eyes. From the moment he met Ji Min, Song Qinglan discovered that something was wrong with Ji Yushi and was in a bad state of mind.

Not to mention Ji Yushi, this kind of abnormality, even as firm as Song Qinglan, even had doubts about the reality she was in.

I thought both of them had found key clues from Minister Wang, but encountered this situation. It was clearly explaining to them that this place is not just a parallel world or overlapping memory.

Ji Yushi grabbed the handrail of the seat with his fingers and unconsciously exerted force until his knuckles turned white. He heard Song Qinglan say this and then let go: "Look at you?"

Song Qinglan sat on Ji Yushi's right, he was too tall and his goal was too specific.

He adjusted his sitting position and lowered it down, allowing the back of the chair in front to block the man's view. Sure enough, the other party immediately turned around and started doing his own thing as if nothing had happened.

"I was thinking that these people who look at us must have some connection with us. Either you or me, this is the city where you live, so there should be more people facing you." Song Qinglan said, "This person may have seen me somewhere, but I can't remember it."

Song Qinglan didn't seem to be affected much, and her tone of speech was the same as before.

Song Qinglan was trapped in Runjin Building by zombies and trapped in the capsule by cracks. He seemed to never compromise on the predicament, nor would he shake his determination to break through the predicament.

Little did she know that Song Qinglan just didn't want the people around her to feel even more helpless.

He stretched out his arm: "Prip me."

Ji Yushi wondered: "Why?"

Song Qinglan said: "Prick me and I'll see if it hurts. If it hurts, it's not a dream."

Ji Yushi told him: "Captain Song, there is actually no scientific basis for this-"

Song Qinglan raised her eyebrows, twisted herself bluntly, and let out a muffled groan: "Fuck."

Maybe he felt naive, and even he was speechless, and said seriously: "It hurts so much. Okay, don't care whether it has scientific basis or not. In short, we are not dreaming now, but you just believe me anyway."

The flight attendant robot pushed the service car by.

Song Qinglan asked both of them for a glass of warm water.

It makes sense to drink more hot water.

Ji Yushi recovered a lot and his IQ began to go online: "This is the first time I have encountered such a situation since we came back. What about you?"

Song Qinglan said: "It's the first time I've met you."

Ji Yushi frowned and thought for a while: "You said that the neighbor's wife was standing at my doorstep in the early morning, but when we came back, she was still normal. Also, my brother met me yesterday, and there was nothing abnormal. Why-" He suddenly stopped, and looked at Song Qinglan with clear black and white eyes, "Captain Song, I seem to know."

Song Qinglan might have guessed what he was going to say, but did not interrupt him.

Somehow, he looked a little bit looking forward to Ji Yu's brainstorming. Ji Yu's calm and rational analysis often grasped the key to the problem at a glance.

"It should be related to Minister Wang." Ji Yushi said, "It was just me who had a memory of this matter, but it would not affect this reality. But you found her information, and then found another memory of reality."

Song Qinglan listened quietly.

Ji Yushi continued: "Last night we discussed going to find Minister Wang because we got her specific position - if Minister Wang also has double memories, then as a common variable for us, for us, she is a proof of the common existence of two reality. The closer we get to her, the closer we get to the two most contradictory points in the two reality."

Song Qinglan asked: "It was from the time when we decided to find Minister Wang, which caused these... reactions?"

Song Qinglan didn't know how to describe this strange reaction, but Ji Yushi understood his meaning.

The air conditioning in the car was very good, and it made it a little cold when the rainy season was blowing. He held the cup in his hand and drew a little warmth: "Yes."

Song Qinglan frowned: "Why did this reaction occur?"

Ji Yushi said: "I don't know yet, but I vaguely have an idea. Do you know the double-slit experiment?"

Song Qinglan nodded: "I've heard of it."

"In the double-slit experiment, a single electron passes through a partition with two gaps, and multiple interference fringes will appear on the screen, just like a single electron can pass through two gaps at the same time. Some people think that this phenomenon is a proof of the existence of multi-world theory. Suppose a single electron passes through the left gap, while in another world, an electron passes through the right gap, and these two worlds can feel the projection of each other. The electron passes through the double gap at the same time and produces self-interference, which forms multiple interference fringes." Ji Yushi said, "This is a conjecture about parallel worlds."

Since the time-travel technology has been mastered, the theory of parallel world has been proven, so Ji Yushi has just briefly mentioned this issue and has entered the focus.

"What I want to say is the most strange thing in the double-slit experiment. In order to figure out how multiple interference fringes generated by electrons through the double-slits, people used equipment to observe the process of electrons passing through the gaps. However, when this experiment was observed by people using equipment, the multiple interference fringes that appeared on the screen disappeared. After the electrons passed through the two gaps, only two parallel fringes left on the screen. Strangely, when the device was turned off, the original multiple interference fringes appeared again, just like an electron had a thought and knew whether people were observing it. It could change its motion state by whether it was observed. In other words, human observation behavior actually affected the motion of the electron and changed the experimental results."

Such a long theoretical knowledge needs to be digested.

Song Qinglan thought for a while and said, "So, do you want to say that our current situation is related to whether we are 'observing' this world?"

"I just made a preliminary guess. Using double-slit experiments to make an example, this is not necessarily the principle." Ji Yushi lowered his head and drank water, with long and dense eyelashes. "For example, if we go to find Minister Wang's behavior, will it be a kind of 'observation'? Just like electrons are observed, this behavior affects the operation of this reality and causes them to interfere with themselves."

"I seem to understand a little bit." Song Qinglan didn't dare to say that she understood very well. He would never understand how much knowledge reserves Ji Yushi had in his mind. "People who are connected with us in this reality may be affected by this interference. Therefore, when they see us and find that we are doing 'observation', they will interfere with us under the influence of some force."

This may be why they suddenly encounter abnormal phenomena.

Now they just decided to find Minister Wang and encountered such a situation. It was just the beginning. What would happen if they continued, met Minister Wang and thoroughly understood the contradictions in this world?

Both of them didn't speak for a long time.

The world they are in, even the parallel world generated by the butterfly effect, these people are real humans, not zombies without thoughts and souls. As they get closer and closer to Minister Wang, the interference will definitely increase. What should they do when the time comes?

Ji Yu's cell phone rang.

He looked down and saw that the real name on the screen was: "Teacher".

After Ji Minyue appeared in the morning, he kept saying "Old Ji asked you to go home". What would happen to this call?

Song Qinglan did not spy on others and asked, "Do you want to answer?"

Ji Yushi hesitated for a moment, put down the cup, pressed the answer and put the phone in his ear.

"Son."

The expected mechanical dullness did not appear, and Professor Ji's tone was as amiable as when he was having dinner last night.

Ji Yushi breathed a sigh of relief: "Teacher."

Professor Ji did not mention asking him to go home, nor did he mention Ji Minyue, but told him on the other end of the phone: "What I told you last night was the result. Your task rating is S."

So fast?

Ji Yu felt incredible.

Have their ratings been released before their mission reports have been submitted?

Song Qinglan beside him found that his breathing was stagnant and asked him with his eyes what was going on.

Ji Yushi heard Professor Ji continue on the phone: "If you add a S-level task score, you don't need to accumulate the remaining points. This afternoon they will do a physical fitness test for you. If you recover well from the sequelae brought by the last task, you can go back to that day tomorrow."

Ji Yushi: "This...afternoon?"

Professor Ji's phone number was taken away by another person, and his smiling voice was very familiar. He was Minister Lin of Ningcheng Branch.

"Xiao Ji, congratulations." Minister Lin said, "How is it? I suggest you go to the Jiangcheng branch to assist. You have completed the points requirements and passed the psychological test. You have proved yourself with your strength. I submitted an application to the superior department and they have approved it. This day you have been waiting for more than ten years has finally come! I will wait for you in the department this afternoon!"

Ji Yushi: "…"

Ji Yushi was a little confused after hanging up the phone.

Song Qinglan asked: "What's wrong?"

Ji Yushi turned to look at him, as if he was slowly coming to his senses, and shook his head: "It's okay."

Song Qinglan said curiously: "How could your teacher call you?"

Ji Yushi: "A little academic matter."

Outside the suspended train, the sky is blue and the scenery is picturesque.

At a high speed of more than 500 kilometers per hour, the reference objects outside formed a fuzzy line that quickly retreated.

The car window reflects the perfect contour of Ji Yu’s face, slender neck, and beautiful and cold eyes.

He seemed to be looking outside, but he didn't seem to be there.

After a while, he turned to Song Qinglan who was still thinking, and said, "I want to go to the bathroom."

The train has already heard a report prompt, and it is about to arrive at a small station between Ningcheng and Jiangcheng. There will definitely be many people coming and going when the vehicle stops, and maybe they will meet some related people again.

Song Qinglan thought the time was not good: "Now?"

Ji Yushi bit his lower lip and said, "Actually, the eggs in the morning seem to have expired, and I feel a little uncomfortable now."
To be continued...