Chapter 375: Control

(ps: Today is also an additional chapter, and there will be another chapter in the evening, which can be considered the first time this book has completed the additional chapter for the alliance leader who didn't have time to add it in the previous book.)

According to the content Beelzebub said, quantum suicide singularity technology is a very self-conscious and ultimate anthropic principle-oriented extreme psychological theory.

In the parallel universe space-time fragment scene it constitutes, what is displayed is the past that exists in self-cognition. It is not just memory, because memory can be modified and tampered with, but the "I" as an individual is the only one in the whole world, and quantum suicide with this as an anchor point can be implemented.

But Wu Pifu is different. He is both the "I" of Wu Pifu, but not the original Wu Pifu. He is not the self anchored in this scene, but the latest and last Wu Pifu after countless iterations, so he caused some kind of bug at the level of logic, causality, fate, and time and space.

He both belongs to this closed-loop scene and does not belong to this closed-loop scene. He is the exception among exceptions.

Beelzebub said very clearly that before Wu Pifu appeared, the three of them had already begun to mix, and their memories and selves began to dissolve, but after Wu Pifu appeared, the three of them became independent again, and their selves began to become more and more stable.

Wu Pifu's mere existence had a fatal anti-closed-loop effect on this closed loop.

"... In other words, I can leave here without doing anything?" Wu Pifu said to the phone while walking.

Beelzebub said on the other end, "As long as you don't feel self-dissolution, and feel that the real Gaia experience is a dream, that is illusory, while everything here is real, then the third possibility is the highest. Theoretically, you really don't have to do anything. As time goes by, your anti-closed-loop effect will go deep into the underlying logical framework. By then, the entire world will naturally collapse. However..."

"However?" Wu Pifu touched his pocket, only to remember that he gave all the cash to the person whose phone he stole. Now he had no money on him, and he didn't have money to buy a pancake on the street.

He could only shake his head and continue to walk towards home.

"However, the time is uncertain. It may be dozens of days, or hundreds of days. It depends on the stability of this parallel time-space scene, that is, the Final Producer's mastery of quantum suicide singularity technology... In short, this is waiting for time to pass passively." Beelzebub said.

Wu Pifu thought for a moment and said, "Then what if I participate actively?"

Beelzebub said, "If you participate actively, it will definitely collapse faster. For example, interacting with your parents as Wu Pifu, interacting with relatives, then going to school... By the way, you've already graduated from university, right?"

Wu Pifu frowned and thought, "Right, in my memories, I have already graduated from university, but the memories are incomplete. I only know that my ALS progressed very quickly, and I was frozen at twenty-three, specifically on May 11th... Do you mean for me to participate in the worldview after my recovery as the original Wu Pifu?"

Beelzebub said, "Yes, the deeper you participate, the faster your anti-closed-loop nature will penetrate into the world's framework."

Wu Pifu thought while walking, and after a long while, he said, "I don't want to play the original Wu Pifu; that guy is too much of a scumbag, I can't learn to be like him..."

Beelzebub immediately laughed and said, "What are you thinking? Just be your current self. Who told you to play a role? It would be weird to play a role, wouldn't it? Just follow your own personality, act however you would act. And besides... your parents are good people; just spend more time with them these days."

Wu Pifu didn't speak; he just looked up at the sky, gave a hum, hung up the phone, and then threw the phone into a nearby trash can.

Parents...

The parents in Wu Pifu's memories, the parents he wanted to resurrect, and the parents who were alive now and investing real feelings in him—these three seemed to be gradually overlapping.

There was something Wu Pifu wanted to ask, but he didn't say it out loud.

If... he shattered this closed-loop real world, what would happen to the parents in this world?

Wu Pifu just remained silent and then walked toward home.

At this moment, the house was already in an uproar. His parents had discovered early in the morning that Wu Pifu was missing. They first confirmed that Zhou Qingqing was indeed at school, and after checking the home surveillance, they saw that Wu Pifu had indeed left alone early in the morning, and he had taken some cash from the house. It was now noon and there was still no sign of him, so the couple immediately had a bad premonition.

"... Running away from home!?" An Rongzhi paced back and forth in the hall, muttering incessantly: "His illness, it came on fast and got better inexplicably. In the video call with relevant experts this morning, they said it was impossible after looking at the data. Perhaps it's some kind of latency? And now he just happens to have run away from home. What should we do..."

Wu Qingxin, however, was full of anger and said, "Let him go! I just told him to act like a human being, and he ended up running into his sister's room in the middle of the night. Is that how a human being acts? Let him go! If he leaves, don't come back!"

An Rongzhi also sighed in sorrow, her tears almost falling out of anxiety.

At this moment, the butler ran in from outside and said urgently, "Mr. Wu, Young Master Wu has been found!"

The couple looked at the butler at the same time and then walked toward the front gate together. Sure enough, they saw Wu Pifu walking in from the gate on his own. An Rongzhi was the first to greet him, pulling on Wu Pifu's sleeve and saying, "You ran out early in the morning; don't you know how serious your illness is? Also, we were a bit heavy-handed last night, but that was only out of worry..."

"It's fine."

The swelling on Wu Pifu's face had already begun to subside. He patted his mother's hand and said, "I know."

"You don't know!"

Wu Qingxin also stepped forward and shouted angrily, "If you knew, would you have run out early in the morning? And you took a stack of money—are you planning to find your scoundrel friends? Or are you planning to do something else? I'm telling you, I've confiscated all your cards; you won't get them again! Tell me, what did you go out to do early in the morning?" Wu Pifu nodded at his father and said, "Hmm, I don't need them anyway. As for going out... I suppose I went to save the world."

Wu Qingxin was stunned and immediately laughed in anger. However, he didn't take action, just saying to Wu Pifu, "Do you think your mother and I are old fogies who don't understand ACG or otaku culture? Let me tell you, we were into ACG and otaku culture before you were even born!"

Wu Pifu helplessly spread his hands. He turned to An Rongzhi and said, "Mom, I'm hungry. Make more meat; I want to eat meat."

An Rongzhi immediately agreed, but still muttered, "Your illness is still uncertain; it's better not to eat anything too greasy. Shall I have Uncle Wang make something lighter for you?"

Wu Pifu said indifferently, "The flavor can be light, but I want to eat big portions of fish and meat, and bring more tonics. Don't worry, Mom, I know my body very well."

After saying this, he walked directly into his room.

The couple looked at each other, and Wu Qingxin muttered, "This kid... when did he become so imposing? But he really is like my son. Go on, make more food; I want to see how much he can eat."

Regarding a martial arts grandmaster who is regaining control of his physical body, how much can he eat in one meal?

Wu Pifu put down the rice bowl and looked at the table full of empty bowls. He reached out and picked up the last thigh bone, bit through the bone in one go, and then swallowed the meat and bone together into his stomach. He finished it in a few bites, then picked up a large bottle of fruit juice and gulped it all down. Only then did he slowly stand up and say, "Dad, I remember you have a collection of knives and swords, right?"

Wu Qingxin and An Rongzhi were still in a daze. They had witnessed the birth of a glutton. A table full of food, enough to satisfy at least seven or eight adult men, had been swept away by Wu Pifu, with even the broth completely consumed.

!

"... This, he ate too much! His stomach will burst!" An Rongzhi finally cried out.

Wu Pifu patted his stomach and said, "It won't. My digestion is fast, and my digestive efficiency is much stronger than an ordinary person's. One trip to the bathroom and it'll all be gone. Just prepare the evening meal in this portion. Dad, I'm asking you."

Wu Qingxin finally came back to his senses. He nodded and said, "Hmm, yes, I do. What do you want to do?"

Wu Pifu smiled and said, "Borrow them to use."

Wu Qingxin said sternly, "Those are famous knives and swords, antiques. You wouldn't be thinking of stealing them to sell, would you?"

Wu Pifu shook his head and said, "You can follow along; I'm just borrowing them to use."

Wu Qingxin crossed his arms and sneered, "Fine, I want to see how you use them."

Wu Pifu was truly borrowing them to use, meaning for his hands.

He took a Longquan sword and stood in the center of the training hall. He started with a sword dance, followed by thrusts, points, flicks, and scrapes. His body followed the sword, and the sword followed his intent. In just a few seconds, the sword danced out points of starlight. Wu Qingxin and An Rongzhi were stunned once again.

Even though both were ordinary people, they could clearly see the exquisiteness of this set of sword moves, which felt something like, "Holy crap, that's awesome."

Wu Pifu didn't care; he was just focused on using these sword moves to temper his physical body and control his flesh and blood. Since the Castlevania Dream World, he had the "Master of Everything" skill. Even if it wasn't the Heroic Spirit Shattering Blade, he could still display master-level moves with this ordinary sword.

A sword dance stirred up green light. As Wu Pifu's control over his body deepened, the sword light seemed to solidify. One could see his sword dance like stars, the sword passing like a rainbow. About twenty minutes later, the long sword in his hand suddenly shook and stopped. A sword whistle erupted, and the entire long sword actually snapped directly from the middle of the blade, with metal powder appearing at the hilt.

"Reached An Jin."

Wu Pifu threw down the broken sword in his hand and said to his father, Wu Qingxin, "Dad, it's fake. You were scammed."

Wu Qingxin could no longer care about the authenticity of his beloved sword. He immediately rushed to Wu Pifu's side, picked up the long sword, and then looked at Wu Pifu with burning eyes, saying, "Did you meet an immortal!? A white-bearded old man? Did he teach you martial arts in a dream? Was that just now real martial arts!? The kind of Chinese martial arts!? Is there internal energy!?"

An Rongzhi gave Wu Qingxin a slap from behind, then looked seriously at Wu Pifu and said, "Son, we want a clear answer from you... what happened?"

Wu Pifu was silent for a moment, then said, "Let's talk when Zhou Qingqing gets back. I still have some things to do now. Dad, you said before that I was deceived into taking drugs and almost did something wrong... Who deceived me? How were they deceived? That person..."

"Where are they now?"

(End of chapter)