Zhao Shuangdian gently tapped her finger on the blue bottle in front of Li Huowang. Her finger was adorned with a coat of clear nail polish. “This is the real world. All the other worlds are merely reflections of it.”0

Inside the closed Bloody Bonfire tattoo shop, Zhao Shuangdian continued to explain everything to Li Huowang.0

“We can glimpse some information and changes through one reflection, but it’s very difficult to truly understand everything. Our cognition always alters and distorts our perceived reality, so we never fully understand the true reality.”0

“So... your theory is no different from Qing Wanglai’s projection theory?” Li Huowang asked, looking at the dark...0