Helga never thought that Jon would be troubled by this problem.

However, she also feels that Jon has been troubled by these similar problems too many times during this period.

And this is a question that deserves her careful consideration.

Why are there so many troubles?

Is the world the real world? Is it that important?

Even if this world is fake, won’t it survive?

These words can't be told directly to Jon, so Helga asked that question.

……

"This space may be real."

Jon truthfully replied, of course he knew in his heart that this was just a fictionalized by magic power If you follow the normal perception of reality, this space is of course unreal.

But Jon is in this space, there is really no way to say the three words untrue.

In this world, the soul’s feedback is the most real. Jon’s soul is in this space. If he feedbacks real information to him, he has no way to speak under the questions of Legendary witch. Negative answer.

"That's right."

Helga kindly said with a smile:

"Whether it is a space or this world, As long as you think it’s real, that’s okay.

Why bother about whether this world is real?

That’s not important at all, what’s important is how do you think .

What we are talking about is truthful, but it’s just how this world gives you feedback and how do you deal with this information.

As long as you believe this is true, then These things have meaning, and this place where you exist is also worth fighting for."

witch paused, and said: "Even if you are fighting for yourself, it is better than doing nothing. Strong."

"Ok, I probably understand."

Jon clicked nodded.

In fact, he didn't understand anything.

Mainly Helga said, and what he said, simply is not a problem.

Helga is arguing with him that this world is true, or she is helping Jon understand that this world is true, but the question Jon is thinking about is whether this world is unique.

"Of course this world is the only one."

Suddenly hearing Helga's voice, Jon lifts the head in astonishment.

"Don't look at me with this kind of eyes, I didn't mean it."

Helga said with an open expression: "This is when I was studying the essence of the soul recently. As long as you are by my side, your strongest thoughts will be unnaturally read by me. However, I have found a way to suppress this side effect, and it will be better in a few days."

"?!"

Jon has no expression on his face, and knocks a question mark in his heart.

"Aiya, what's wrong with this? Just as I studied a new magic, but I haven't found a way to turn off this magic yet."

" Okay, this magic is really convenient."

Jon blinked, and a few thoughts continued to flash through his mind.

"Stop dreaming, you can't learn this magic, and your level is not enough. After you graduate from Hogwarts, maybe it will be fine."

"According to my schedule ——" Jon squeezed his finger and forgot: "By the time I graduate, I will have reached the level of scholar."

"What anxiously."

Helga glanced at Jon: " I am here, can you still have less magic studies?"

"..."

Jon almost forgot what he was thinking about when he was interrupted like this by Helga. I quickly brought the topic back to where I was just now: "You just said that this world is the only one. Is there any basis?"

"What basis? I have seen it with my own eyes."

Helga Shi Shiran sat on the swing and swayed back and forth: "In our era, there are still many benefits when you are promoted to Legendary. For example, you can enter the [Blue Deep Sea] at any time. For example, you can take a look. The true face of this world."

Jon stretched out his hand, and a dozen grasses grew crazy in the grass on the ground, and then weaved a seat in the air, and then he sat on it. , Obediently put on a gesture of listening.

"How to say, the parallel world theory you just said, I understand it, but this theory is a bit...not serious."

Helga doesn’t seem to know what to do. There is only one sentence to explain this thing.

She stretched out her hand and drew a picture in front of Jon's eyes, and outlined a square chessboard. Then she flicked her fingers gently, and the chessboard fluctuated up and down, denting a large densely packed pit.

"This is what you call parallel world."

Helga moved towards a small stone-like object was thrown inside, and then the small spherical object split by itself , Exposing the tentacles and growing roots inside.

"If the beginning of the world is a point, then we can describe it as a...it’s the [cell] that the muggles said."

She Waved, those roots began to grow.

"The root systems you see now are the probability of the [cell] during the growth process. The small protrusions that have not grown are the [cell] that may die during development. Probability."

"But, is this also a world?"

"Why not?"

Helga asked rhetorically: "You need to know Now that it exists, it must be called a world."

The witch waved once again, this time, the root system grew even faster.

Several vine-like things entangled together when they were growing, and began to look like a trunk, while the rest of the root systems were stagnant somewhere at different times.

Jon stared at the board closely. He knew that this was Helga helping him understand the true face of this world, and it was a process that could not be skipped.

Those tangled [vines] are getting more and more crowded, and countless [probability] fills the gaps, turning this [big tree] into a very strange shape.

It's like the lower part of the alien spacecraft I saw in my previous life.

The bottom is only supported by a little connection with the foundation, like a top, but it does not rotate. The whole shape looks not only strange, but also precarious.

It’s not hard to imagine,

Once a certain error occurs, this [world] extended from [basic cells] will immediately collapse,

If there are lives in it,

Then, for these lives,

This is the so-called catastrophe.

"So, now you can understand it."

Helga said timely: "The theory you just said is simply unreasonable."

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