Wadon and the others thought for a moment; it made sense.

The so-called parallel universe, grand as it sounds, is merely an artificial small dimension created by extracting eggs, so to speak.

It's not the first time we've seen this.

Professor Wales once created an artificial Virtual Universe. If there's enough matter, turning the virtual into a real Artificial Universe isn't a problem.

But Wadon had another question, "But, how does a super civilization's constructed Artificial Universe have another version of us?"

"Synchronicity effect."

Professor Wales smiled, "The larger the Artificial Universe, the more it tends to resemble the Main Universe's planetary environment... like two enormous magnets interacting from a distance in a similar kind of quantum entanglement."

Thus, the Artificial Universe and the Main Universe have similar environments, even similar flowers...

It's not something unusual.

Divine Upper level civilizations inherently build small universes beyond the Main Universe.

Otherwise, why extract the egg?

Extracting planets is meant to build this kind of thing.

"So, one of our Earth's civilizations is in a real universe, and the other is in an Artificial Universe?" Wadon shivered with horror, "Then which one of us is real?"

This question was a bullseye.

Even Li Qing perked up his ears quietly.

He could glean more information from this old man.

Professor Wales, oblivious to someone eavesdropping, said to Wadon:

"Maybe the universe I was in before was fake. After all, when I traveled across planets, the universe felt somewhat unreal, and distant galaxies were sparse."

"However, that was in the past. Now I've escaped that Artificial Universe, wandered in Subspace for countless eons, and have now entered this Main Universe."

Li Qing frowned.

He felt many things had become clear.

This Wales really was a Transmigrator like Ning Guochang.

Previously, Ning Guochang also crossed over from a parallel Earth, which is why I saw him in a three-bedroom apartment at first.

Everything is basically clear, except for the last question about my cheat ability.

Ning Guochang's original zombie lineage, what kind of mutation occurred when crossing from a parallel universe to become so powerful now?

While Li Qing was contemplating deeper issues, Wadon did not think too much, inwardly agreeing:

As expected.

This definitely is an ancestor of Earth!

Our Earth is truly full of talents; a Dream Garment God emerged, though that's a figure who died in the distant past. Now there's an Ancient God alive who've made impact on the Great Thousand Worlds.

This thigh must be held onto!

Our Earth... no, our local civilization's rise depends on this elder brother.

Old Wadon was overjoyed.

We've been dormant for so long because we lacked representative figures; all were Emperors, Minis, and now finally a prominent figure has appeared.

Ever since Sylph ran away, their students at Sylph Dark Night Elf Academy have been struggling; without connections, it's been hard to get by!

When out there, cultivation relies on social navigation.

So Wadon started trying to build a connection, "By the way, do you know the Dream Garment God?"

"What's that?"

Professor Wales looked perplexed.

This genuine fellow who transmigrated alongside Ning Guochang seemed utterly bewildered by the false doomsday world concocted from Ning Guochang's memories by some shadowy mastermind.

"It's the Mechanical Princess, in the apocalypse era, a mechanical intelligence ruling Earth, possibly something you created." Wadon eagerly explained, "How could you not remember it?"

Could I really be supposed to remember?

Mechanical Princess, he seems so sure, could it actually exist?

Wales frowned, trying to comb through past memories.

Back then, he did dabble in mechanical engineering, biological sciences, and spatial technology, naturally playing with mechanical AI, something any technologically advanced civilization would mess with.

He was no exception.

Indeed, he created such a central intelligent system, though there was no Mechanical Princess, but a Mechanical Butler and a whole lot of assorted mechanical intelligences.

However, he couldn't be entirely certain.

Because at the time of disaster outbreak, chaos reigned, refuge was everywhere.

At that time, Cosmic Spaceships were escaping the cosmos, with many national military factions. Some stayed on Earth to fight to the death, while some fleets voyaged in another direction.

He was part of one such fleet.

If another fleet had emerged on Earth and succeeded in escaping and coming here, it wouldn't be unimaginable.

Though, honestly, he didn't believe his home could spawn such formidable monsters, to develop a Divine Upper civilization would already be impressive, others probably couldn't hold out...

But there are always possibilities.

"Maybe I do know." Wales hesitated for a moment, then smiled and said, "You should tell me more about this Dream Garment God from our Earth, then I can determine the authenticity."

"We don't know specifics! Only that it's the tale of someone who died."

Wadon quickly recounted past apocalypse tales, of the Dream Garment God who perished countless billions of years ago, engineered reincarnation, mutated one world, trying to preserve Earth's lineage, creating flowers of a parallel universe...

Thus, the history of the apocalypse world was reenacted on the stage.

"And I was really in this?"

Wales was startled, saying curiously, "Show me the daily life, all kinds of information projected here."

Wadon had various archival records and pulled up Professor Wales in the apocalypse world.

Indeed exactly the same.

The same lifestyle habits.

The same mannerisms.

Wearing a pair of black-rimmed glasses, incredibly unkempt.

And seeing himself from childhood, the scientist on his planet, passionately lecturing, writing fervently, stirred a surge of emotion in Professor Wales' heart.

As if the dead memories were attacking him from oblivion.

滴答.

A tear slid from the corner of the old man's eye for inexplicable reasons.

As a living being with emotions, even if he had long forgotten, his heart instinctively mourned his lost youth.

The older one gets, the more they yearn for past times, even he was not exempt.

"That really is me, I never expected, truly never expected..."

Professor Wales sighed, unable to suppress his melancholy, looking at Wadon's face with much more friendliness:

"I believe in the existence of Dream Garment now, only someone who transmigrated with me, from the same era, could perfectly replicate scenes from my memory. She must have seen the initial me; Dream Garment should be a contemporary of mine."

These things are impossible to replicate, so he believed it.

But unknown to him, these memories were indeed of people from the same era.

But not the same Dream Garment of the era, rather Ning Guochang of the same era.

"Whew!"

His heart was quite unsettled, it might have been an unimagined occurrence in billions of years, "Who would have thought of meeting an old acquaintance here in foreign lands, transmigrating to this place, and encountered friends from an unexpected original homeland, and also this other Earth."

Following that, Wales saw the experiences of his counterpart.

Professor Wales in the apocalypse world, ultimately was just a similar flower, lacking talent and capability, only taking Li Wanning as a disciple.

The entirety of the doomsday's many cycles of reincarnation, he was mostly quiet and unnoticed.

He turned out to be merely a character that showed up a few times.

And finally, in each reincarnation, seeing Wadon, Angelle, and others rallying, Nokron arrived, breaking the cycle, rescuing everyone from the dreams...

"Nokron? This was mentioned as a tyrant by the Immortal Dao civilization, how could it possibly also have some ancient ties to me?"

At this moment, a deep bewilderment reappeared in Wales' eyes.