Chapter 39 The Mandela Effect and the Spacetime Observer Effect

Slap!

"Do you think I'm blind? Answer properly!"

Song Han rubbed his head dejectedly and sat up straight again.

"Name? Song Han. Gender? Male.

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Do you know why we arrested you?"

Song Han nodded and then shook his head.

"Yeah? Why?"

Wang Wei looked at Song Han with an unhappy expression and said word by word,

"The bomb attack on the Happy Internet Café in Fushi City, Anhui Province!"

"What does that have to do with me?"

"What were you doing in that Internet café that day?"

"Surfing the Internet!"

"That Internet café wasn't open for business at all!"

"Is it illegal to secretly surf the Internet when I don't have money?"

Before the words were even finished, Song Han seemed to think of something and added,

"Actually, I did pay..."

Wang Wei's face turned livid, and he couldn't help but want to give Song Han a good slap.

As if seeing Wang Wei's thoughts, Song Han quickly said,

"I just skipped class and secretly surfed the Internet for a while. I really didn't do that bomb attack!"

Stepping out of the police station, Wang Wei looked at Song Han calmly and instructed,

"We will verify the specific situation. This is my contact number. If you think of any clues, you must report them to us in a timely manner!"

"Sure! Sure!"

Song Han readily agreed and skipped away into the distance under the gaze of Wang Wei and Liu Xi.

"The bomb attack happened after he left the Internet café. He's just a junior high school student who dropped out of school. Is it necessary to bring him all the way here for interrogation?"

"It was a long-distance remote control. There was one kilogram of high explosives. We've thoroughly investigated the network of connections of the Internet café owner, but we still haven't found any clues. Except for this only person who was at the scene, there's not a single lead in the whole case."

"What about now?"

Wang Wei shook his head helplessly.

"Forget it. Let the local police station keep an eye on him first. We'll go back and continue organizing the investigation!"

On the other side, as if to verify his thoughts, Song Han kept muttering his name all the way, and even occasionally shouted towards the sky. Other than attracting a few accusations of being a lunatic from time to time, everything seemed peaceful.

Song Han, who was tired from running, simply lay down on the lawn by the roadside and burst out laughing.

"Information, cause and effect! Only when there is a result can you trace back to me, the cause, through the information!

And it has to be a result that can cause huge chaos!

Was it because of that result the first time? The novel? No! Its influence is too small!

BTC!!

Then only BTC can cause large-scale chaos!

With a peak market value of two trillion yuan, it can even change the direction of some civilizations!

What about the second time? The first attack after being reborn the second time was in primary school, and it didn't cause large-scale causal chaos."

"Cause and effect, cause and effect! Cause, result."

Song Han murmured to himself, and his brain began to work rapidly, trying to find the answer from these two words.

"I had the idea of seeking the help of the country because of the other party's attack, and finally, I changed the course of history on a large scale.

And the other party, in turn, found the source of the information change because of the large-scale change in the course of history."

This thought became clearer and clearer in his mind. He suddenly realized that the relationship between them was like an endless chain, with each link connected to the next, each being both the cause and the effect of the other.

"And this time, I changed the outcome of the earthquake!"

Recalling that this attack occurred five minutes after he left the Internet café, Song Han suddenly shuddered.

At that time, in order to hide the information, his network intrusion activities had used relays in major countries around the world, and he had set a 5-minute delay for sending the information.

However, the other party was actually able to locate him in real time along the global network cables within such a short time and accurately throw a bomb at him.

Although this ability was not as terrifying as having someone carry out a close-range attack, it still shocked and frightened Song Han.

"When I no longer have the idea of changing history, the other party won't be able to detect my existence!"

Song Han repeated this sentence over and over again like chanting a mantra.

"We don't know what the result of this experiment will be either. It could be an extremely beautiful firework display, or it could be chaotic gravitational anomalies.

We didn't expect you to achieve anything!"

Wen Hua's words before the experiment now also echoed repeatedly in Song Han's mind.

So what could his time travel and rebirth do for this world?

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"What's disappeared?"

"Didn't I tell you to restrict the other party from leaving the city? How could they disappear?"

Thousands of miles away, Wang Wei looked at the ignorant young boy beside him and the nervous parents, and angrily hung up the phone.

"Officer, our child just likes model airplanes. Except for one that was lost a few days ago, all the others are at home. This isn't illegal, is it?"

"Playing with model airplanes isn't illegal, but it's a different story if you stuff one kilogram of white sugar, fertilizer, and detonators into a model airplane!"

"You little rascal! You stole your dad's things again!"

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"Hello, I'm Satoshi Nakamoto. Did you invite me?"

"Have you heard of the Mandela Effect?"

"I've heard of Mandela!"

The stubborn and somewhat incomprehensible Japanese English accent, the ordinary appearance, along with a checkered shirt, a pair of black-rimmed glasses, a classic programmer's outfit.

Song Han took a light sip of the coffee in front of him. The bitter taste made the corners of his mouth twitch. He called the waiter and added a double portion of milk and sugar before it became somewhat palatable.

"The Mandela Effect refers to large-scale memory confusion events among the human population. Currently, there are some theories and hypotheses trying to explain this:

For example, the theory of parallel universes: It believes that there are parallel worlds in the universe, and the memories of the 'self' in a parallel universe are added to the self in this universe, resulting in memory confusion.

There is also the theory of time reset: High-dimensional beings in the universe or other mysterious forces have reorganized the Earth or carried out time regression and made modifications.

Or, as psychologists today believe, it is due to human memory biases and errors, because of inaccurate information dissemination, blurry personal memories, or interference from other similar information.

For example, details of the appearance of Mickey Mouse's clothes, Pikachu's tail, etc. may vary in different works, scenes, or time periods, and people's memories may be influenced by certain specific impressions among them, thus giving rise to the feeling of'memory confusion'."

"So what does all this have to do with you inviting me to meet?"

Song Han smiled softly.

"Nothing really. Actually, I'm also a believer in BTC. In this world of disorderly financial expansion, a more perfect currency carrier is needed.

I'm just curious. When the P2P network computing developed rapidly until 2001, after the birth of the SHA-2 series of algorithms, it seemed to have entered a dead end and never made any progress.

How did you come up with the idea of connecting technologies such as hash functions, distributed ledgers, blockchain, asymmetric encryption, proof of work, etc., to form a computational blockchain for application expansion?"

Song Han's words seemed to remind Satoshi Nakamoto of something, and he smiled and said,

"Actually, at first, I didn't think of it either. One day at work, the idea of developing a new type of currency suddenly popped into my mind, as if I had already completed it before. Later, I looked up relevant materials and communicated with netizens on the forum, and finally, BTC and blockchain were born."

"A new type of currency?"

"Yes! You should know that I'm from Japan. Since the Plaza Accord in the 1980s, our country has lost control of its own currency.

From that time on, I've always had the idea of whether it's possible to rely on existing electronic information technology to break the control of the US dollar over our domestic currency.

BTC was born based on this idea.

In order to prevent BTC from becoming a story where the dragon slayer finally becomes the dragon, I set a total of 20 million BTC."

Looking at the confident expression on the other person's face, Song Han seemed to understand something.

The universe will present its own answers, just as life will find its own way out.

It will evolve a reasonable answer for the changed world.

There is no time-space paradox, no independent existence of time. There is only the result presented by the universe itself under the unity of time and space.

When you trace back the cause according to the result, this result will also change accordingly.

"An alternative quantum observation effect, the spacetime observer effect."