Chapter 265: Wang Wu

Wang Wu and his senior sister have not developed any unusual feelings, because the senior sister is a pure‑love type and could never have such thoughts toward Wang Wu.

As for Wang Wu, it's even more obvious; he is a pure‑love case in another sense, always terrified of women, so he could never have any thoughts toward them.

"The universe exists because it is observed; when no one observes it, all human understanding of the universe is built upon the foundation of 'existence'."

When everything does not exist and no observations occur, the universe has neither past nor future, nor time; it has only an eternal present.

And because wisdom and life were born, the concept of time emerged, as did the concept of a "world."

This was the material the teacher was explaining in the sect's cultural class after the last Songlan Star System mission ended, with Wang Wu present.

It concerned the existence of the universe and the meaning of time—something from the cutting‑edge "quantum something" studies back home, which he can't recall now after being away so long…

Fine, that's not an excuse; he simply isn't interested or concerned.

He idly slouched on the desk, and no one bothered him. Yes, the desk—this place is like a classroom from a previous life. The cultural lesson is held in such a setting.

When a quantum system is unobserved, it remains in a superposition, a state where existence and non‑existence coexist. Once observed, the act of observation collapses the wave function, thereby "determining" the universe.

And if there were no observers, no consciousness, would the universe still be in its original, most perfect form?

Existence and non‑existence run in parallel, with no past and no future, only an eternal now.

That is eternity in the true sense.

Of course, such a profound question is clearly too advanced for someone like Wang Wu; he doesn't care or worry about it.

The only things he cares about are when today's cultural class will end, and—*cough cough*—how much effort he should put into cultivation today.

Of course it's cultivation; every aspect of life is cultivation, bringing self‑improvement and progress, and…

In short, he should just listen to the lecture first.

"Wang Dao‑friend, what do you think?"

Just as Wang Wu was drowsy, about to drift his soul beyond the heavens for a while, a voice at his ear interrupted him, making him look toward its owner.

It was a woman whose appearance was as sweet as her voice.

As for why Wang Wu is always surrounded by women—at least in cultural classes—the reason isn't any external influence; it's simply because he's relatively popular among the female cultivators.

Even though these beings can crush stars with a gesture and travel at sub‑light speeds like supermen, they still possess the same seven emotions and six desires as ordinary humans.

Various cravings brought on by desire.

Humans exist because of desire; from the moment of birth they already possess "eternity."

And precisely because of this, humans cling to pursuing things that may never have an end.

For example, it's akin to the humans back home's endless pursuit of "eternity," or individual continuity, or the humans of Yunguang City's boundless quest for power.

Born within eternity, they naturally pursue eternity without limit; that's how humans are.

As for the humans here, Wang Wu doesn't know them well, but so far it seems they're much the same.

Whether modern, past, or even farther back.

The Heavenly Court in the Tianyuan Realm is not the first civilization here, even though the Heavenly Court is already far away.

Yet in a more distant past, there should have been a civilization—a beginning of everything—that may also be the ancestor of all humans in this universe, and perhaps even of the Demon Race.

Because for someone like Wang Wu, an Homo sapiens evolved from apes, the forms of the Demon Race clearly align more closely with the evolutionary path of the humans back home. As for why a bug, a dog, or a bird from the sky can become human, that's irrelevant.

Or why, in this world, regardless of animal—be it insect, fish, bird, beast, or even alien life—its final demonic transformation always takes a humanoid shape.

Even those that don't look like humans still retain a "human‑shaped" body structure.

At least at first glance you can see the obvious human traits on them.

Even if it lacks limbs or a conventional human form, once you look, you get a sense of "familiarity."

Although Wang Wu has never encountered such a demon in reality, he has seen pictures and videos—shown to him by a few female demon friends back in the Wind Nation—giving him a good understanding.

Perhaps humans and the Demon Race share the same origin.

This notion has arisen in Wang Wu's mind recently, but it isn't his original idea; it's a hypothesis proposed by his master's Earth‑side teachers after studying the universe and related data.

All humans—every human in this universe—or, more broadly, all existing life, when traced back, likely descend from a single ancestor.

A common ancestor.

A "Creator."

Even the universe itself may have been created by that Creator.

A creator, using all that he is—his bones and blood, his flesh—crafted this world.

His bones form the universe's foundation, his blood becomes the "time" that binds, and his flesh fills the universe with all matter.

Looking at it that way, the underlying code of all species here is the same—so it's quite reasonable.

After all, they all fell from the same creator, so this situation makes sense.

Eight hundred years ago—actually, eight billion years ago—they were all one family.

"Dao‑friend? Dao‑friend?"

As Wang Wu's thoughts drifted, the voice sounded again.

"Hmm?" Wang Wu turned his head; a hint of displeasure flashed on his face from the interruption, and the speaker naturally noticed it.

"Dao, Dao‑friend… did I… disturb you?"

So the other immediately apologized, acting all pitiful, evoking a feeling of…

But Wang Wu didn't; he simply reached out and…

"Eek!"

"Dao, Dao‑friend…?"

This is Wang Wu's daily life.

(End of Chapter)