Outside the window, it should be raining. But the rain was a bit strange. You can clearly see the raindrops falling slowly, like glass beads shaking slightly in the air.
It only takes seven minutes for normal raindrops to fall from the clouds to the ground, but these raindrops seem to take a long, long time to reach their destination.
And when these
When "slow raindrops" fall on the ground, umbrellas or roofs, the sounds they create are also very interesting: like a drumstick gently sweeping a timpani.
Low and continuous. In whose world would such a slow rain fall? Of the billions of people in the world, I am afraid only one person will be able to see such a grand scene.
Unfortunately, this man was not interested in the scenery outside the window at all. He sat at his desk without raising his head.
In a world where almost all living things seem to be at a standstill, a black cat jumps onto Albert Einstein's desk.
This black cat has two eyes of different colors, one gold and one blue. Albert finally withdrew from his thinking world, his eyes slightly narrowed, the corners of his mouth under his beard raised, and he gave his old friend a warm smile.
"How's Schrödinger doing?" is called
The little guy from "Schrödinger's cat" lazily swept his tail: "It's so good. After retreating from Daedalus, he went skiing in the north again. It seemed like he was freed from some kind of curse. .”
"You're not going to kill him?" Black Cat was silent for a moment: "Forget it. My birth was not within his expectation. It seems unnecessary to kill him for a thought experiment - but, even if that experiment is only his Imagine, but it sure feels uncomfortable to be in that box..."
"Understand, if a poor little kitten experiences the superposition of life and death, it will definitely be frightened." Albert put the pen in place.
"However, his thought experiment gave birth to you, a god-like creature. Not only can you travel through the world of life and death, but you can even enter my rugged time zone." The black cat swept its tail and turned to look out the window. .
It seemed careless about the compliment, but Albert could tell that it was still very happy in its heart.
Black Cat asked: "How long will it take to experience this rugged time zone?"
"According to my calculations, I will have to stay alone for more than four months." The raindrops falling slowly outside the window reflected a person and a cat talking inside the window.
Countless reflections. The two-colored eyes looked at the human wise man coldly, and after a moment he said: "You are really different from other people. If it were anyone else who suffered a curse like the White Tower, they would have gone crazy in the disordered time. But you..." Albert still smiled: "It's strange, isn't it? I don't know why. I don't like socializing in the first place, and it's good to be able to do research alone. Anyway, I still have a lot of topics to cover. Thinking." He leaned down mysteriously, covering his mouth as if he was afraid that the god in charge of time who punished him would hear: "This is not a curse to me - it is a dream come true." The black cat chuckled. .
"But you, a cat is like a human being."
"I'm not like a human being." Black Cat seemed a little unhappy.
"After gaining the ability to think, I do understand how humans feel. But I also know that I must never become like them."
"Oh? How do you say this?" The little meat pad popped out a paw like a grain of rice and nodded his head: "Human beings can think and imagine, which is incomparable to other animals. However, people are always lost in themselves. in imagination.
"They can't even understand that the so-called past and future actually only exist in their imaginations. But they feel that those fantasies are very real, and they either cling to the pain of the past or worry about the phantoms of the future. …
"Although I have the tools of thought and imagination, I will not abuse them.
"Even if the great prophet says that tomorrow will be the end of the world, I will still have a good life today - whatever didn't happen, just didn't happen."
"What a wise cat."
"By the way, Mr. Einstein, do you know how superstitious they are?"
"To what extent?"
“They knew about the thought experiment ‘Schrödinger’s Cat’, that I was born because of it, and that I could travel through time and beyond…
"They actually created a belief that I am the god who controls life and death.
"I am now one of the incarnations of Death!"
"Hahahaha..." Albert laughed,
"You went from a poor cat locked in a box to a god of death!" He smiled, squinted his eyes slightly, and sighed: "We humans really like to create gods..."
"What's wrong, Mr. Einstein, you seem a little sad?"
"Yes, I am not happy when I think about this. I have devoted all my enthusiasm and energy to scientific research, and I want to use reason to remove the illusion of this world and show the world the truth. However, they still don't Stop the god-making movement.
“There have been so many great people in the history of thought who tried to kill the gods again and again.
“They almost succeeded, but suddenly an era like this appeared… strange powers and chaotic gods.
"I heard that New Zealand Theological Seminary is going to give a theological interpretation of my "Theory of Relativity" and the "Ghost Mechanics" proposed by Bohr and others.
"The God of Relativity won't appear in the church, right? The Holy Spirit won't appear in the darkness, right?
“I really feel helpless and funny at the same time.
"It's like wanting to drink a glass of tasteless water, but discovering that every glass of water in the world has taste." The black cat looked seriously at the wise man with flowing black and white hair: "Don't be sad, Mr. Einstein. You The theory proposed is like a sharp sword, which has once again cut through their hypocritical sky - the sky they created is already tattered and crumbling.
"Have you not seen that even the gods are beginning to be afraid?" Einstein reached out and touched the kitten: "Yes, they are becoming afraid. Because some people in this world have woken up and decided to take back what belongs to them. their time.”
"By the way, you seem to like that young female chess player very much."
"Yes. Alicia Pompeii. With young people like her in the Reading Club, the flame of wisdom will eventually sweep the world."
"Fire." The black cat's two-colored pupils actually saw fire shooting into the sky,
"There's going to be a battle, isn't there?"
"Yes, there will be a battle eventually. It took a lot of effort to pretend to be a real god, how could it leave so easily?" Outside the window, raindrops were still falling leisurely.
Albert Einstein put his hand into his clothes and held the silver key in his collar.
The shape of the key is somewhat unique. Among the elements of candlelight and books, the book is highlighted.
One of the three Elder Keys of the Candlelight Reading Club, the Sage Key. He gently pinched the three parts of the key from left to right.
This symbolizes the past, present and future: "This world once needed gods; this world no longer needs gods; this world will no longer have gods." He closed his eyes and silently recited the secret motto passed down by the Reading Club for thousands of years.
