"Guys! Don't just drink! Everyone jump together!! Those who can't dance learn from me, follow the rhythm, put your right hand on your shoulders first, and then..."

Driven by Tuba, the cemetery became more and more lively, especially after he invited a large group of children passing by the entrance of the cemetery to come in and eat and drink casually.

The farce finally came to an end from morning to night. Tuba, who was dancing sweat-ridingly, sat on the ground behind the screen. He looked at the messy cemetery and laughed. "It's cool! Exciting!!"

At this time, the only 134 in the audience who did not show a smile came over. She sat on Tuba's coffin, placed the tablet on her legs, and silently touched Tuba's face with her hands.

Looking at the little girl in front of you whom you will meet in the future, a trace of gentleness flashed in Tuba's eyes, "Xiaomi Tiya, don't cry, you will be fine."

He didn't say it, but when he said this, 134's tears flowed down. She hugged the tablet and cried loudly. The gray fog man, the fat man in the wheelchair, and the green centipede surrounded him silently and hugged 134.

Charles sat on the tombstone of the old ship doctor and looked quietly. At this moment, they were not the land king of Sodom, but the family who had depended on each other for their lives.

After Tuba coaxed her for a while, 134, who was biting her lip, raised her hand gently, and the coffin next to Tuba floated out of thin air and fell towards the tomb pit.

The other three monsters next to them walked to the coffin and scattered the surrounding soil on the coffin in handfuls. Finally, a small pile of soil appeared in front of everyone.

"Baba!" Tuba's applause sounded again, "Okay! The funeral ended successfully! It's perfect! If I weren't caught by them later, I would have liked to dig out the coffin and hold it again."

Seeing that the funeral was over, the other crew members said goodbye to Tuba one by one with complicated moods, and turned around and left the cemetery.

Although Tuba seems to be alive, they know that this is just a afterimage left by him a thousand years ago. The real Tuba is dead, and if he dies, he will die.

"Ha, this madman." Anna, who was standing beside her, shook her head helplessly, "Since it's over, I should go back, and I'm still very busy."

"What are you busy with?" Charles looked at her back as she walked away.

"After the death of the foundation, the Ftans disconnected us immediately. Of course, they were busy guarding against these cultists who were causing trouble. If you are like a hand-off manager, you will not care. Of course I will take care of it."

Not long after Anna left, 134 threw the tablet towards Charles' chest with a very twisted expression, and turned around and left with the others.

"Captain, Xiaomitia, Goma and Madeya, they will trouble you. I won't let you do anything, just don't ask them to settle the previous accounts."

Charles nodded, "Okay, as long as they stay honestly, I won't make things difficult for them."

"Thank you! Captain!" Tuba saluted Charles with one hand on his shoulder.

Charles looked at Tuba in front of him with some confusion, "Since you knew that these things happened thousands of years ago, can't you change anything?"

Tuba smiled bitterly, "Captain, let's not talk about those gods for now. Do you know Schrödinger's cat?"

Charles was not expecting this question. He thought for a long time before he found some traces in his memory of being a student. "I have some influence, but I don't remember it very clearly."

"Schrödinger's cat" is an ideal experiment, an analysis of expanding the quantum behavior in the microscopic field to the macroscopic world. The experiment is as follows: in a box there is a cat, and a small amount of radioactive material. After that, half of the probability that the radioactive material will decay and release poison gas to kill the cat, and half of the probability that the radioactive material will not decay and the cat will survive."

"When the box is in a closed state and the entire system remains in a uncertain wave state, then the cat is in a superposition of life and death."

Tuba's reminder awakened Charles' memory as a student, "What did you tell me about this?"

"You definitely think that if I can predict the future, I can change the future? Actually, it is not. The future is not static. It is like Schrödinger's cat. The future I see is a superposition state, a rotating ring where more than a dozen futures are superimposed on each other."

"When that choice that affects them appears, the future of the superposition state will collapse back into a single line, so I can't change the future, that will make the future deviate further and further, so real choice is more important than change."

Charles had a headache when he heard it. His transparent tentacles gently supported him on the tombstone and supported him to float from the tombstone to the ground.

"You just need to just say that you can't change your future casually. Do you have a lot of explanations? Apart from asking me to take care of 134, do you have any last words to say? I'll try to do what I can."

Tuba is dead, and Charles wants to help him as much as possible in his best efforts.

The young man on the screen shook his head, "Captain, I have nothing to do, but if you have something to do, you can't escape anymore. It's your turn to choose."

"What?"

"The two wishes given to you by 005 are your choice, and they also determine the direction of the future."

Hearing Tuba say this, Charles calmed down. After thinking for a while, he slowly said: "I don't want those two wishes. I don't trust 005, and I don't want her wishes either. There is no benefit in dealing with the gods."

"Captain, you understand that as a god, there is no need to lie. If He really wants to deal with us, there is no need to make such complicated things. His wishes are harmless, and you can accept them with confidence."

For some reason, Charles believed Touba's words, and his instinct told him that Touba did not lie.

"Two wishes...hehe." Charles smiled in a low voice. "Tuba, do you know? It's just an ordinary person. After so long, I don't want to continue to torture anymore. I just want to spend the rest of my life quietly."

Tuba shook his head, "No, you are not an ordinary person, you are Yidick's God's Choice. God's Choice has never been an ordinary person, just like me."

"Then give me some advice, what should I do?" Charles kicked the ball to him.

Tuba's expression became serious for the first time, "In order to hide the secrets of the surface, the first generation foundation did not hesitate to deceive himself into massacre his members. In order to protect the secrets of the surface, the second generation foundation did what they could do. Now this secret has fallen on you."

"What? Do you want me to be the third foundation, too?"

"The choice lies in you, and I cannot and cannot shake your choice." Tuba threw the ball back.

Charles lowered his head and looked at the ground motionlessly. "Tuba, can you tell me how the surface is? Is there any change from before I came down?"

"There is no change, it's still the world you are familiar with."

Tuanba's words made Charles' heart tremble slightly. He reached into his arms and took out his diary.

The diary opened and a family photo appeared in front of Charles, which was the home of his former family.

"Really, hasn't changed at all?"
Chapter completed!