Wizard: I have ten trillion nanomachines

Luo Kunlun's consciousness travels through the timeline network, and those ordinary "him" are like mirror reflections, reflecting an unsettling silence.

Why is "myself" the only one who has traveled through time more than once? Why is "myself" the only one who possesses this spatial ability?

This shouldn't be a purely probabilistic bifurcation.

In an infinite number of possibilities, the event of crossing over should generate countless variations, rather than being such a prominent isolated case.

Try to touch those ordinary world lines, and perceive them as if probing through fine threads.

The causes and effects of those "selves" are completely self-consistent, from birth to death, without any trace of being altered or grafted.

Their memories are coherent, and the logic of their world is solid, as if the variable of "time travel" never existed at its root.

"This is unreasonable..." Luo Kunlun's core consciousness fluctuated slightly.

Even with infinite possibilities and varying probabilities of events, a "time travel" that could fundamentally alter an individual's attributes left not even a ripple in other branches.

It was as if some kind of force had precisely limited the variable of "crossing" to his single line.

A hypothesis has emerged: perhaps their "time travel" was not a natural phenomenon, but rather a result of design and manipulation.

Our gaze returned to the timeline that carried its own "anomaly," now enveloped in a miniature topological spacetime bubble, perfectly disguised from the outside as one of the ordinary worldlines.

However, internally, it is an outlier that deviates from linear causality.

If the "time travel" was man-made, then what was the purpose of the sender?

Luo Kunlun began to trace back to the "source" of his own timeline.

Perception traces back to the "past" along the timeline, past transformative moments and time-traveling events, continuing to extend towards an even more ancient source.

In theory, each timeline should be traced back to the initial moment of the Big Bang or the birth of the world.

But when Luo Kunlun's perception reached the area before the "crossing" occurred, he encountered something... vague.

It's not a blockage, not a blank space, but an indescribable "incongruity".

That past still exists, and the events continue, but the information his perception feeds back always carries a subtle sense of distortion, like viewing a fully detailed painting through frosted glass.

He tried to focus his mind and push the observational precision of the quantum whole to its limit.

The frosted glass-like barrier rippled slightly, and he vaguely seemed to see that in the instant before the "time travel" occurred, the causal structure of his original timeline underwent an extremely brief reorganization.

It is the moment when the original body dies and one's own consciousness descends.

The restructuring was so minor that it was impossible to confirm.

But it did happen.

It's as if someone used the most delicate scalpel to silently graft the existence of "the time traveler Luo Kunlun" into an originally ordinary chain of cause and effect.

The grafting interface was flawless, perfectly aligned with the cause and effect before and after, and even the possible branching was adjusted synchronously at that moment, making "time travel" the only inevitable event in this line of events.

The existence of "Ordinary Lokunlun" among all other possibilities seems more like a "background noise" to mask this singularity.

Luo Kunlun felt a chill.

The existence of someone capable of such a feat demonstrates a precision in their manipulation of cause and effect and possibility that far exceeds his current understanding.

So, who is it?

Does a higher being place individuals in a specific environment to observe their evolutionary path under predetermined conditions? Or is it part of some grander experiment?

Luo Kunlun immediately dismissed the purely malicious "breeding" conjecture.

If it were merely an experimental subject, there would be no need to grant it such a high degree of autonomy and the potential to break through dimensions; it's more like cultivating something that can detach itself from the chessboard.

With too few clues, making wild guesses would only lead astray, so Luo Kunlun suppressed his doubts.

Luo Kunlun was naturally concerned about all of this, but he lacked sufficient clues.

A sense of confusion arises, but in the next instant it transforms into a more resolute, self-focused calm and awareness.

The isolation of the journey, the subtle "incongruity" of the cause and effect... all these signs point to an origin mystery that is beyond Lokunlun's current understanding.

If it were an ordinary person, they might get caught up in repeatedly deducing the truth and feeling a vague unease.

But having gone through so much, Luo Kunlun's willpower was no longer ordinary.

At this moment, trapped within the fragile spacetime bubble, having narrowly escaped the gaze of the progenitors of the heavens, a colder and clearer understanding took hold of the core of his consciousness.

Inquiry is helpful, but panic and excessive speculation are not.

Tracing back is important, but getting bogged down in the mystery and stagnating is putting the cart before the horse.

Regardless of where this body, these memories, and these causes and effects come from, whether they are the result of benevolent cultivation, grand experiments, or other unimaginable purposes, what controls, utilizes, and transcends them at this moment is the emerging independent consciousness of "Lokunlun".

Origin can define the beginning, but it may not determine the end.

Wasting time on puzzles that cannot be solved with existing information is a waste of the precious freedom we have now.

The answer is extremely simple: the final outcome depends solely on how strong you are.

When one becomes strong enough to face the progenitors of all heavens, there is no longer any need for feigned luck.

Strong enough to stand calmly before any mystery revealer one day in the future, ask "why" on equal footing, and be able to bear any answer.

This is the mindset a strong person should have.

At this point in my thinking, all the chaotic speculations about the origin were compressed and settled by an almost absolutely rational sense of purpose, turning into fuel.

Fear and curiosity are tamed and become a calm driving force for progress.

Right now, there is a more practical and urgent path to take.

Luo Kunlun's consciousness calmed down completely, no longer radiating meaninglessly outward to explore fluctuations, but instead focusing all his "attention" inward, concentrating on the consolidation and sublimation of his own existence.

Using its own spacetime bubble as an absolutely safe base, it is like setting up countless invisible probes to continuously and covertly scan the "rule flow" of six-dimensional spacetime.

While intervening, we can also gain knowledge.