My own war game

Chapter 268 Projection of Space and Time

"Mandela effect? ​​What is this?" He Chi frowned.

Garcia opened the book in his hand and read word by word, "Nelson Rolihlahla Mandela, former president of South Africa, Nobel Peace Prize winner, pioneer in anti-racism in Africa, and recognized by the locals as the father of the nation."

"Sir, you have forgotten my expertise. I know all this." He Chi reminded softly.

"Wait a minute, what I'm going to say next is the key point." Garcia raised the book in his hand and continued reading, "Mandela died at his home in Johannesburg on December 2013, 12, and was given a state funeral, but then something strange happened."

"There are quite a number of people around the world who are experiencing memory confusion at this time. They insist that they remember clearly that Mandela died in prison in the 20s, but when asked to confirm the source of their memory, most people do not have a clear concept."

"A few people said it came from the news, but the investigators searched all the news for a whole year and found that it had nothing to do with Mandela." Garcia spread his hands. "Look, how similar is this to the problem you encountered?"

He Chi nodded and said, "It is indeed a bit suspicious. Do you know the reason for this phenomenon?"

"This kind of thing is beyond my research scope, but there is someone who may be able to help you."

"Who?"

"Your boss, the scholar Professor Craig, seems to have studied quantum mechanics or something related to this kind of thing."

Garcia then grabbed the phone on the desk and said, "Hey, old man, how are you? This is Pep, I have something to consult you about."

"Well, I know you are busy, but we pay..." Garcia looked at He Chi with an inquiring look, and the Oriental man opened his palm and shook it.

"Five thousand dollars!"

In less than half an hour, Professor Craig appeared in the house. In order to save time, he even called a taxi.

Professor Craig was wearing the same clothes as the last time they met. His personal hygiene was still poor, and there were even some unfinished pizza crumbs at the corners of his mouth. However, the robot spider crawling on his shoulder seemed to have become more agile.

"Well, the Mandela Effect is something I have studied for some time. It is based on the theory of parallel universes."

Professor Craig picked up a transparent deck of cards and held it in his hand as a prop. "The basis of the parallel universe theory is that [the world is not isolated and unique]. Different universes are like these playing cards. Each card is a self-contained system. They are stacked together, running independently and influencing each other under certain conditions."

"The events that occur in each universe are not necessarily the same. Unknown random variables may cause deviations in what happens at a certain point in time."

The professor picked up a three of clubs and pasted it on another card. The suits of the two cards overlapped, forming a strange pattern. "For example, in another universe, Mandela may have died in prison due to physical reasons, and in some way, it was reflected in the memories of people in this world."

"That is to say, there is such a cruise ship in another universe, and there are three of us discussing this matter, but the conclusions may be completely different?" He Chi continued.

"That's absolutely right. Maybe in another universe the reward I'm promised is 10,000 yuan." The professor said on the side.

"Excuse me, no matter how many identical worlds there are, I think five thousand dollars is the most generous price." Garcia also interrupted the topic.

He Chi nodded. "I understand what you mean. Are you saying that the situation that Lisa and Lola encountered in the South Pacific is similar to the Mandela effect, where everyone's memory is interfered with by different planes of the world?"

"This is just one of many guesses, because I can't really verify it unless there is someone who can travel between the two dimensions."

Professor Craig's words touched He Chi's heart, and then he asked, "Are there other similar examples of the Mandela Effect?"

"Well, this happens a lot. For example, there was an old movie..."

"What about events in a specific time period?" He Chi asked.

"Which specific time period?" "World War II."

"Yes... yes, the Kaga effect." Professor Craig said affirmatively, "You are from the history department, so you must know where the Japanese aircraft carrier Kaga sank during World War II, right?"

"Uh..." He Chi hesitated and tried to say "Midway Island?"

"That's right," Professor Craig nodded and continued, "but in the past two years, at least one-third of the students would choose Hawaii, which is Pearl Harbor, when answering this question."

"These students swore that they clearly remembered that the Kaga was sunk by the torpedo planes launched by the Enterprise at Pearl Harbor, but in fact, the Enterprise's counterattack aircraft group did not find any enemy at all."

"What's even more interesting is that many of these students are not bad students. They usually get A's. In the end, even they themselves can't explain why they made such a low-level mistake."

"I see..." He Chi nodded and stood up. "Thank you very much, Professor. I will transfer the money to your account later."

After leaving there, He Chi seemed worried. He was not sure about Constantine's whereabouts, but the question that had been bothering him seemed to have an answer.

The so-called copy is probably a real world, and because of his existence, the history of that world has shifted to a certain extent, and left some traces in his own world.

For example, there is the so-called "Kaga effect", which is definitely not the only one.

The next day, He Chi knocked on the door of Gianna's dormitory and asked, "Can you tell me the story of your grandma?"

Later, Gianna's answer confirmed his guess. "Yes, that's right. My grandmother was born in Kiev and participated in World War II. She joined the women's shooting team. She said she participated in several guerrilla wars, but did not achieve very impressive results. Then she moved to Minsk in 1944 and stayed there permanently."

"She told me that she didn't know why she felt very close to Chinese when she was young. Later, when Chinese people came here to do business, she remembered many Chinese words after hearing them once..."

"Later, I don't know where a rumor came from, saying that during the Great Patriotic War, there was a female sniper with the same name as my grandmother who killed hundreds of German soldiers alone. Someone came to Minsk to find my grandmother to verify it. It turned out that not only was my grandmother not the sniper, but there was no such person in the archives at all. The story was just a legend passed down by word of mouth with no evidence."

"So that's how it is." He Chi sighed.

It seems that if she had not intervened in World War II, Tanya would have been a girl who lived an ordinary life.

Maybe this is also a kind of happiness for her.

In the days that followed, He Chi collected a large amount of unofficial history and legends about World War II on the Internet and found many shadows of his companions from another world.

Of course, there are his too.

"The Legend of Hepburn's Unreleased Films"

"The Legend of the Queen's Mysterious Chief Guard"

"The Legend of the Lucky Rabbit of MI6"

"Legend of the White Knight"

These stories were recorded and passed down orally based on some people's distorted memories. He Chi could vaguely see everyone's future from these stories, and his mood was a little complicated for a while.

However, He Chi discovered that there was a person he cared about very much, but he did not leave any trace in history, not even a single word.

(End of this chapter)