Chapter 292
Chapter 292 Weren’t You Xia Xinyan in Your Previous Life?
Time and space are rather complex concepts.
From the perspective of Monica and those even higher in status, time and space, in a certain sense, are one and the same. Both serve as the foundation for all living things; any slight change can lead to countless vastly different outcomes.
So theoretically, identical concepts cannot exist within time and space.
For instance, in a strictly controlled universe with two identical planets, the same timeline could still yield completely different results—because even if the variables are the same, the two planets, in essence, cannot be the same.
Similarly, within a single universe, if a single planet splits into two timelines and develops simultaneously, it can also lead to entirely different outcomes due to the broader notion of time.
To put it simply, a single flower pot that only receives sunset light compared to one that only gets sunrise light will definitely grow in two distinct ways, and two seemingly identical flowers exposed to the same sunlight for the same duration won’t grow to look exactly alike.
Amplifying this situation to the concept of time and space, time and space can basically be viewed as equivalent.
This world follows the same logic; the moment Tianji reset this world, the original one was destroyed and replaced by the reset world. Everything returned to its original state, but the timeline did not change—just like if you followed the same schedule on the second day as the first, your experiences cannot simply be the same as on the first day.
Moreover, this world didn’t strictly follow the first evolution—Xia Xinyan’s appearance itself was a variable, albeit a minuscule one.
Perhaps the butterfly wings of Xia Xinyan hadn’t stirred up such a significant storm yet, but the arrival of this Cataclysm was, on some level, an inevitable outcome.
Monica found this quite amusing.
However, after hearing her elaborate so much, Xia Xinyan had even more confusion: “So, when the world reset, time didn’t reset? Does that mean players who went through those dungeons saw us twice?”
“Time and space are a whole, and only concerning individual entities. The time and space of different individuals can’t be simply calculated against each other; you wouldn’t understand even if I explained,” Monica shook her head, “To put it simply, when your terminal resets the world, this space resets relative to other timelines, but the time of this space itself doesn’t reset—this world’s players went through a temporary mission before, but they didn’t actually experience it. Do you understand what I mean?”
Xia Xinyan frowned slightly: “Then why do I have memories from my previous life?”
“Strictly speaking, what you have isn’t really a memory. When the terminal reset the world, it shielded you as an individual from this world, then pulled you back in after the reset was complete.” Monica shook her head, “But even if you still have those so-called previous life memories, from a professional perspective, they can only be considered redundant data from the world’s prelude; just a potentiality for world development but not necessarily destined to be realized.”
Pausing, she continued, “I know you probably have a bunch of time-space paradoxes you want to ask about, but save it. The paradoxes you’re thinking of are just things you don’t yet understand, like how children can’t grasp why toy cars can zoom so fast after just a sip of juice.”
Xia Xinyan: “……”
She wanted to hit Tianji again.
If what Monica said was true, then Tianji bringing her back to life was just setting her up for failure again!
Not just for herself, but for the whole world!
She couldn’t help but feel a bit angry: “Does that terminal even have the authority to do this? Didn’t you say this world is a test site? Would those gods allow for such chaos?”
“Well, I don’t know,” Monica shrugged, “But terminals don’t just reset worlds haphazardly—because their energy can only support one initiation, and there are many protocols to bind them. After being a police officer for so many years, I’ve seen countless cases, and I’ve only witnessed three instances of world resets… and yours is the fourth, of course. Whether the experimental terminal protocols you’re using are the same as the official ones is another matter.”
After a brief pause, she added, “But I suspect it reset the world because the last experiment failed, right? Isn’t that good? You all perished last time, but at least there’s a chance to fight again this time.”
“……I think this time we might go down even quicker.” Xia Xinyan took a deep breath to calm herself a bit before turning to Monica, “Can you leave for now? I want to think things over.”
Monica pouted: “So heartless, just using me and tossing me aside?”
“You came over by yourself just now.” Ling Mo finally chimed in from the side.
Monica shot him a glance but said nothing else, getting up and leaving, also closing the door behind her.
Ling Mo then turned to Xia Xinyan, remaining silent for a while before asking, “Is the issue really that serious?”
“Very serious,” Xia Xinyan leaned back on the sofa, exhaling deeply, “It’s messed up all my original plans.”
The Cataclysm wouldn’t give anyone a breather; the current peace and development status would shatter, and when that time comes, if she wanted to grow the organization, it would come down to a life-and-death struggle.
She had originally planned to let the Chicks grow a bit more, but now it seemed like time was running out.
And… the establishment of shelters.
Once the Cataclysm hits, reality would start being invaded by monsters, with the timing, location, intensity, and number all random, but one thing was common—if not eliminated in time, the outcome would be devastating.
She remembered that during her previous life when the Cataclysm first began, the worst monster attack occurred in a small city, with countless monsters and local armed forces being no match. Furthermore, there wasn’t a single capable player in town, so by the time nearby areas were mobilized to support and eliminate all monsters, there were almost no survivors left in that city.
So even aside from the shelters, they first needed to establish a suitable emergency response mechanism.
That wasn’t enough with just the Chicks.
She needed to find Summer Jincang and have the Summer Family take action.
At the very least, do as much as possible before the disaster arrives.
Ling Mo hesitated for a moment and asked, “Is there anything I can do?”
“Go find Zhang Dazhi now, tell him about these matters so he can prepare; he knows what to do.” With that, Xia Xinyan got up and headed out, “I need to have a chat with Summer Jincang.”
“Okay.” Ling Mo nodded and followed her out.
While waiting for the elevator, Xia Xinyan knocked on the door of Summer Jincang’s house.
However, it wasn’t Summer Jincang who opened the door, but Monica.
Xia Xinyan paused: “What are you doing here?”
“Your brother isn’t home, so I’m just helping you open the door.” Monica smiled slightly, then curiously asked, “Are you calm down now? Can I ask the question I want to ask—your identity before the world reset… it shouldn’t have been Xia Xinyan, right?”
Xia Xinyan: “?!”
