There is no day in the astral world, and the Milky Way in the night sky gradually stops flowing. The stars flicker quietly, as if they are hostile to the countless bonfires in the vast desert - the other camp.
"So the world I traveled through is not an imaginary world like Roland said, but another three-dimensional world. It is also a real parallel world." Fang Xiaoling closed the dense notes in the notebook and bit the tip of the pen and said, "If there is an ant on a two-dimensional plane, it would be difficult for it to jump directly to another piece of paper above, unless I, a person in the three-dimensional world, pinch it and put it up. In other words, someone in a higher dimension , pinched my soul and put me in someone else's body, that's why time travel happened! Roland was misled! All this is not a curse at all, it's people from higher dimensions playing tricks on us!"
The whole crowd cheered.
"Knowledge is power!" Francis Bacon took the lead in shouting, and the whole audience followed suit.
The duo composed of Fang Xiaoling and Jung, at some point, had become the largest group in the desert as far as the eye could see. This completely broke Jung's initial plan to discover the truth of the astral world alone. There were still people passing by who joined in out of curiosity.
But in the end, those who remain must be famous scholars, senior intellectuals and people at the top of academia in history.
Jung had to allow them to join because he needed Fang Xiaoling, who had entered the "deflated bottle", to be his assistant, so that he could have a chance to break through the research dilemma. However, he found that the basic conditions for Fang Xiaoling to have an assistant were It's just too difficult.
Jung could not imagine what this girl had gone through. She was extremely interested in all knowledge of space, time, and dimensions in the entire universe. She was stupid and studious, ignorant and diligent, just like a book called "One Hundred Thousand Whys". When he found something he couldn't understand, he had to dig into it, which made Jung feel very tortured.
"knowledge is power!"
Everyone cheered, hugged each other, and many burst into tears. All this is not only for Fang Xiaoling's happiness, but also for themselves and for everyone who finally sees the teaching results after long-term painful torture and struggle.
"Thank you everyone! Thank you!" Fang Xiaoling bowed deeply to everyone, as if she had won a huge award, "I will definitely study harder!"
"Perseverance and patience are always rewarded." Einstein walked up to her and patted her shoulder, "Don't worry, kid, as long as you can come in from the third dimension, you will definitely be able to return to your original position. God does not play dice."
"God dragged her in and arranged for her to find a way out? Mr. Einstein, did God have nothing to do?" The crowd made a way, and Hawking slowly appeared in their sight in a wheelchair, " God not only rolls the dice but also throws them where we can’t see them.”
"It's you cripple again, why are you everywhere?" Einstein rushed over angrily, pinched Hawking's neck and said, "I admit that my conclusions are wrong ninety-nine times, but you are the only one The conclusion that he is mentally retarded is absolutely correct!"
"You madman! We are all spirits here, products of human thinking. You can't hurt me." Hawking pushed the other person away, his originally crooked neck suddenly straightened, his feet landed on the ground, and he stepped out of the wheelchair. He stood up straight and straightened his collar, like a high-spirited young man, "Which came first, the chicken or the egg? That is a question. Which came first, the human mind, and then the stars?" We in the real world, or after the desert of the astral world gave birth to us, can humans see us through thinking? Who can prove that I was born behind Hawking in the real world? Maybe he is just my projection? Maybe we are the reality here What about the world?”
Fang Xiaoling is no longer what she used to be. After being taught by these people for a long time, she is no longer the fool who would mistake "plane" for "ramen". At this time, many complex equations appeared in her brain. After precise calculations, she said, "Mr. Hawking, I seem to be even more confused."
When many teachers only teach one student, it seems that the opinion of that student is extremely important.
Einstein stepped forward and clamped his arms around Hawking's neck, dragging him into the crowd. "Let's go, let's not be embarrassed."
Hawking shouted, "Girl! Maybe you don't need to go back at all, you... wu-wu-"
He was covered by Einstein's mouth. Everyone agreed that Einstein's behavior was on the surface to maintain order, but more or less, it still had some personal grudges.
"I still want to ask a question." Fang Xiaoling spoke up, and the whole place fell silent. They seemed to be participating in the most authoritative knowledge quiz competition in academia, and the girl standing in the center of the field was both the question maker and the person who asked the question. Judges.
With a sullen face, Jung squatted in an open space near the crowd, drawing circles on the desert with his fingers. While he was talking to Fang Xiaoling alone, he was already very tired. He didn't want to continue participating in the discussion for the time being, so he planned to stay at the venue Wait until she has learned enough before looking for her.
Fang Xiaoling continued, "I have told you my story in detail before... After I traveled to Li Mengling, I could sometimes hear her talking in my ear. Does this mean that her soul is... Floating somewhere in the three-dimensional world? If that's the case, can I do the same? But why am I not in the three-dimensional world, but in the astral world? "
There were complicated discussions among the crowd, but no one could stand up and give her an answer.
At this moment, a deep and powerful voice overshadowed the discussion of all scholars, "All actions are impermanent, and what is alive must come to an end. If there is no birth, there will be no death. This death is the most blissful."
Everyone looked up at the light shining in the air. The man in the light only said this and then disappeared.
Everyone began to discuss again, and a certain sentence said by the man in the light always made these scholars discuss it for a long time.
But Fang Xiaoling vaguely understood what the man meant, and she murmured, "I was never born in Li Mengling's world, and my soul naturally does not belong to that world. Li Mengling's soul may be able to wander directly in that world, But I can’t, I’m an alien in that world.”
"Originally you were not an alien. Someone made you an alien." Jung stood behind Fang Xiaoling at some point. "Your soul exists in all three-dimensional spaces at the same time. It stands to reason that every parallel world should have A carrier that belongs to your soul, that is, your body, but someone with a higher dimension stole the body that belonged to you in the parallel world before you crossed over."
Fang Xiaoling felt extremely scared when she thought about it, "Can anyone really do this?"
"You can imagine that you have countless pieces of paper, and pit A and pit B are drawn on each piece of paper. Then we have two more ants, call them A ants and B ants. Each ant corresponds to its own pit. This pit It is proof that they can live on paper." Jung lay down and drew with paper and pen, "One day, you put ant A on another piece of paper. Logically speaking, you should put it in pit A. inside, but you don’t want to, you have to put it into pit B.”
"Ah? Isn't Pit B where Ant B lives?"
"Yes, not only that, you also erased the A hole on that piece of paper." The crowd was already very quiet at this time. Everyone was listening to Jung giving examples, and they seemed to want to find something wrong. Coming out, Jung continued, "Due to your external intervention, ant B could not squeeze out ant A and was squeezed onto the paper. Since ant B's trap is still there, there is proof that the trap is there, so the paper allows ant B to continue to trap ant A." Outside activities. You know, unless you intervene, once an ant occupies the pit, it will be difficult for another ant to occupy it again."
"I understand what you mean. I took over Li Mengling's body, so her soul was squeezed out and is floating in the outside world. Is that so?"
"That's right, let me give you a hypothesis. What if it is reversed now and ant B squeezes out ant A?" Jung asked.
"Then... Ant A can't live on paper without proof, unless I draw pit A for it? Otherwise, Ant A will disappear?"
Hearing this, Jung held Fang Xiaoling's hand excitedly, "I'm just giving an example. The actual situation and many details are far more complicated than what I said, but these are not important. What is important is that after my test, you are now You are fully capable of becoming my assistant! Come with me!"
"Why is she your assistant? She is also our student!" The crowd began to commotion. Everyone was unwilling to let Fang Xiaoling follow Jung. Even Einstein and Hawking reached an agreement on this issue, "Fang Xiaoling is an academic It’s unfair that only Jung can dominate the achievements created by the joint efforts of the world!”
"You guys...don't talk about me like I'm a trophy, okay?" Fang Xiaoling wanted to say something else, but Jung pulled her behind her.
He held his head high, put his hands behind his back, and said calmly, "I can make her return to the three-dimensional world, and even let her enter and exit the three-dimensional world and the astral world at will! If any of you can pat your chest on this, I promise that I can do it too, I, Jung, will never fight!”
Silence fell.
Everyone stopped arguing. Even Fang Xiaoling was shocked and speechless. After a long time, she asked in disbelief, "Mr. Jung, is this... true?"
Jung took Fang Xiaoling's hand, bent down and kissed the back of her hand gently, "It's true, you will become Bai Tian in the astral world."
