Chapter 31 Chapter 29: The Lost Traveler—Part 1: Spiritual Transmission

If it is said that I still have such a poor knowledge of quantum mechanics, it is entirely because I have read a lot of related books and papers and attended many quantum mechanics courses that made me collapse in the past few years.The reason why I did that was not entirely a "quantum boy" or a "treasure of the town yard".More because of contact with him. To be honest, I personally have serious doubts about the authenticity of aliens, ghosts, Gods, and gods.Only about this, thanks to him, I say, "Probably." Remember the foreign aid I brought in in "4D Bugs"?The young professor of quantum physics, I just met him through this friend.Moreover, before the word "know" in the previous sentence, I think it should be added: very honored.

About two years after the "four-dimensional bug" case, the professor of quantum physics came to me one day eagerly and made it clear: I need your help.I didn't get much explanation on the way, but I was told what to do: confirm whether the person is mentally ill.Even if I repeatedly emphasize that I am not qualified to independently diagnose patients, it is useless. So I met him. first day. Me: "Uh, hello..." He: "Hello, why do you want to record?" Me: "This is my habit, I need to listen to the recording to confirm some things, so that I can help you."

He glanced at the professor of quantum physics uncertainly. He: "Well, I know you are here to confirm whether I am mentally ill. If I am mentally ill, it will be better." Me: "Is there anything worse than being mentally ill?" He licked his lips anxiously: "Well... For you, I come from another world..." I also took a look at the quantum physics professor. Me: "Which planet are you from?" He: "Earth, but different from your Earth." Me: "Ah... different dimensions or other planes?" He: "No, I'm from another universe... To be exact, it's the earth in that universe a month later."

Me: "...Sorry, I didn't understand what you said, is it another universe or something, or have you traveled through time?" He: "That depends on how you look at it." I took another look at the quantum physics professor. He: "It's very troublesome to explain, I'd better let you understand as much as possible, otherwise you will not be able to judge the logic because you don't understand something, but your friends can help you." Me: "Okay, let's start from the beginning." He: "The universe is not one, but many." Me: "Multiverse theory?" I know that, but it is limited to this term.Because I was so sleepy at the time, I finally fell asleep in the hoarse voice of the old gentleman on the podium.

He: "I'm thinking about where to start...Because I'm not an expert in this field, so I don't know much, I'm just a user." Me: "OK." Him: "You know about the time travel paradox?" Me: "Not sure, can you tell me?" He: "It's like this: suppose you go back to 50 years ago and kill your grandfather, and you won't exist, right? But without your existence, how could you go back and kill your grandfather?" Me: "This...is indeed a paradox, what's wrong with that?" He: "Not long after, the explanation was not like this. It was later explained as 'immutability'. For example, you go back to 50 years ago, but you can't kill your grandfather. Maybe someone stopped you during the attack, Maybe you thought you killed him, but in fact he didn't die, maybe you couldn't find your grandfather at all, maybe you killed your grandfather, but your grandmother was pregnant with your father at that time... probably that's it, anyway You can't kill your grandfather, or change your existing reality."

Me: "Well, I understand this, the paradox no longer exists." He: "You're half right, the paradox does not exist. But you can kill your grandfather before your grandmother conceives your father..." Me: "Wait, isn't that still a paradox? My father wouldn't have been born that way, right? Then how did I exist? How did I go back and kill my grandfather?" He: "Actually, if you kill your grandfather, your father will still exist. It's just that the universe you killed will no longer exist, including you in that universe." Me: "Where did I come from that killed my grandfather? Another universe?"

He: "Yes, this is a multiverse. There are actually universes where you exist and universes where you don't exist; there are universes where you won the jackpot and universes where you didn't; There’s a universe where you’re still a baby; there’s a universe where Hitler was defeated, there’s a universe where the Allies were defeated, there’s a universe where Hitler wasn’t born at all, there’s even a universe that just exploded into existence… a lot of universes.” Me: "A lot? How many?" He: "I don't know. Although the earth technology in my universe is much more advanced than yours, our scientists still don't know how many universes there are. In short, there are many."

Professor of Quantum Physics: "What he said is still a topic of debate in the field of quantum physics, and what we say about multiverses is: the universe is constantly splitting, and there are countless possibilities. But he told me that the universe will not split, It’s just N, which already exist.” Me: "Exist at the same time?" Professor of Quantum Physics: "There is no concept of time, and we can only look at it from the perspective of a certain universe: that time is a little earlier, this time is a little later, and there are similar..." I turned to him: "Is that so?"

He: "It's more complicated than this. In the concept of simultaneity when you speak, you blink in the next second, and you lick your lips in the next second." I couldn't help blinking and licking my lips again. Me: "So it's like this... Are you saying that the existence of multiverses can be confirmed in your place?" He: "Yes, otherwise I wouldn't be able to come to this universe." Me: "...By the way, you just said that your technology is much more advanced than the earth in this universe? Can you give me an example?" He: "Well... I noticed it. The most obvious thing is that you still use jets, and we have already started to have anti-gravity transport vehicles."

Me: "...Okay, it's very advanced and sci-fi, how did you do it? If the world you live in is like that, you should know." He: "Since the discovery of gravitational particles, it can be done with an anti-gravity device." Me: "Then can you make one for me?" He looked at me like an idiot: "You went back to the Ming Dynasty and told them there was a refrigerator, and then you made one for them? I'm not a mechanical or physics application scientist, how do I know how to do that thing? Yours There are jet planes on this earth, you know that is the principle of turbocharging, but let me see if you build one?"

Me: "Uh...it seems to be...then what can you do to show me your technologically advanced things?" He was a little impatient when I asked him: "I'll say it again: I'm not an expert in mechatronics, nor a related technician. I can't make that thing for you, but I can fold a paper airplane for you—if you really want to If you want." Unwillingly, I looked back at the professor of quantum physics, and he nodded: "He's right." Me: "Okay, then since you came from another universe, you should know how you got here, right? Don't say you came here as soon as you woke up." He ignored my sarcasm: "Through the wheeler bubble." Me: "What bubble was destroyed? I don't understand." Professor of Quantum Physics: "He is talking about quantum foam, not destroyed, but Wheeler. Does your earth have Wheeler?" The second half of the sentence is to ask him. He: "Yes, the earth in our universe is basically the same as the earth in your universe, except that it is more advanced in technology. The anti-gravity device has not been around for a long time. As for the multi-universe shuttle, it is the government's action." I'm a little dizzy, in fact I think a sci-fi fan sitting here would understand more than I do.Over the years I have faced many seemingly perfect worldviews.Some are based on theology or religion, some are based on mathematics, some are based on other disciplines, and of course some are based on nonsense.But what I hate the most is based on physics-if most patients faced by psychiatrists are of this type, I guess physics graduates will be very nourished in terms of employment-or, add compulsory courses in psychiatry class, guess what subjects will be added? I interrupted them both: "Excuse me, can any of you explain what's going on with that bubble?" Professor of Quantum Physics: "Wheeler foam, that is, quantum foam, is a description rather than a real foam. After the universe was formed, the entire universe was spreading. The universe is not absolutely homogeneous, but irregularly distributed The distribution of galaxies in the universe is irregular, you know this? In fact, we have confirmed that in very, very small dimensions—not latitude, but the dimension of four-dimensional space-time... In very small dimensions, space-time is also irregular. Regular, is chaos, as disorganized as a pile of foam, smaller than atomic particles. Some quantum foams have wormholes. Because the term quantum foam was coined by physicist John Archibald Wheeler , so we call that the Wheeler bubble.” I painfully understood the existence of that bubble. Me: "Is it a miniature universe?" Professor of Quantum Physics: "It can be understood in this way. Or from a philosophical point of view: the microcosm is actually the microcosm of the macrocosm." Me: "Okay, I get it." I turned to him: "You mean, you found a hole in that bubble that was smaller than an atom, right?" He smiled: "It's not drilling, but transmission." Me: "What do you study? In your universe, the earth...is there a university?" He: "I study humanities." Me: "Why doesn't your government send soldiers or physicists, but humanists?" He looked at me and said nothing. I sighed: "Okay, I understand, your job is to observe and report..." I was indeed a bit of a mess. He smiled: "That's good." Me: "Okay, that is to say, you don't know how to transmit it, right? Because you are not a technician, you are not..." He interrupted me: "I know how to transmit." I had a quick exchange of glances with the professor of quantum physics. Almost at the same time we asked, "How did you do that?" Him: "Data compression." Professor of Quantum Physics: "Can you be more specific?" He: "It is to transform all my personal information into data, and realize the reshaping in this universe through electronics." Me: "What's going on? You mean you were transformed into data?" He: "Yes, all my information and data." Me: "I don't understand." He: "Well... Let's put it this way, for example: An alien came to the earth by accident, thought the earth was very interesting, and wanted to bring back materials. But because he came here by accident, his spaceship was not big enough to hold a lot of materials. Sample. So the aliens found a set of Encyclopaedia Britannica, thought it was very good, and planned to take it back. But they found that it was not enough, because there were too many sets, and it was too heavy. The aliens used all the letters Numbers instead, so the aliens got a long string of numbers. The computers on the spacecraft were arranged in encyclopedia order and ready to be taken away. However, the aliens discovered that the computers on the spacecraft had to store a lot of images and videos. The string of Encyclopedia Britannica numbers is too long, taking up a lot of hard disk space—we assume that alien technology also needs a hard disk. So what should we do? After the aliens measured the exact length of their spaceship, they assumed the spaceship to be 1. Then the long string of "Encyclopedia Britannica numbers" was engraved with a small dot somewhere on the shell of the spaceship according to the pattern after the decimal point, referring to the length of the spaceship. So the alien went back, and he only carved a dot. But they took the Encyclopedia Britannica with them. When you go back, you only need to measure the length of the spaceship, and then find the position of that point on the spaceship..." Me: "I see, the position of that point is accurate to many digits after the decimal point, it is the string of Encyclopedia Britannica data, right?" He: "That's right." Me: "That's interesting...but what does compression have to do with you?" He: "Compress my information into data, and arrange it with electrons according to the brain wave signal. In this way, I become a long series of electronic signals, and electrons can come to this universe through the Wheeler bubble." Professor of quantum physics: "No, it doesn't make sense. Your current existence is a body, not a signal. How can the universe recreate your body?" He: "Well, our technology is not so good now, so we can only find other universes where I exist, and transmit my electronic signal to my brain in this universe, so that the actual consciousness is also me." Me: "Possession..." He: "You can say that." Quantum physics professor: "Then how do you go back?" He: "The brain itself can release electrical signals, although they are very weak. Taking advantage of this, a standard return message is attached to each transmission... My brain wave signal, the beginning part is a positioning signal, and the end part is a return signal When the timing of the return signal is reached, a message will be regularly released to the double brain of the universe to stimulate the brain, and then the brain will release my characteristic electrical signal back. That side is responsible for capturing and receiving. That's all. " I tried my best to understand: "In other words, your physical body still exists, and you exist in two universes... Uh, you in one universe exist in two universes, right?" He: "That's it." Me: "Spiritual travel across the universe... is it possible?" I turned sideways to the quantum physics professor. Looking at the expression of the professor of quantum physics, he was thinking carefully: "At present, it seems that there is no problem in theory...but I have never heard of it..." I turned back: "But why did you find him?" I mean the professor of quantum physics. He: "I want to inquire about the quantum physics of the universe and the earth, and I hope to find a way to help me." Professor of Quantum Physics: "He was supposed to go back two days ago, but I don't know what went wrong there." He: "Yes, I can't go back."