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Chapter 32 High-Dimensional Ants
"Okay, okay, don't cry, all this is an illusion, you don't have to cry." Jung patted Fang Xiaoling on the back, comforting her, "It's over, crying can't change anything, Now you have to find a way to return to the three-dimensional world, this is the most important thing."

"You know what a fart!" Fang Xiaoling hasn't uttered a bad word for a long time, but she has accumulated too many emotions that have nowhere to vent, and she can't help it. She tore off the last blank page in Jung's book. Paper, rolled into a ball and then unfolded, blowing your nose with it, "You have never been an ant, you don't understand at all, the helplessness of an ant when it is being played with by others!"

Jung looked around. At this time, he missed the scholars who had gathered before. Maybe they could have a way to comfort them, but he had left them and walked too far away.

"By the way! Hawking said something!" Jung said as if he suddenly thought of something, "Do you remember? He said that God not only throws dice, but also throws them where we can't see them."

"So what……"

"This shows that your past doesn't mean anything." Jung sat beside her, "Even if you were unlucky before and your points were small, it doesn't mean that your future points will be equally small. Since God can roll dice, That will always give you higher points, right? Your future is full of countless possibilities, but you can’t see the future points, so you can use your past points to make a conclusion, but that is unscientific! "

"What kind of poisonous chicken soup, I don't drink it!" Fang Xiaoling turned her head away, she understood the reason, but now she was angry with her past self, "What if my points are very small in this life? I just point my back! what to do?"

Jung raised his head again, looked at the stars in the night sky, and was silent for a long time.When he lowered his head again and bent down to pick up the shell of the book that had been torn apart from the ground, he said flatly, "Then grab the dice."

Before he finished speaking, thick white paper reappeared inside the case of the notebook, and he continued, "Then use all our strength to push the points on the dice!"

Fang Xiaoling looked at Jung, as if she saw another ant waving its flag and shouting, but what this ant shouted was: We want to defeat human beings!
"Ants...do they really have a chance to defeat humans?"

"It's theoretically impossible, unless..." Jung handed a pen to Fang Xiaoling, and continued, "Unless, it is a high-dimensional ant that surpasses human beings."

Fang Xiaoling stared carefully at the confidence overflowing in Jung's eyes, which was clear and steady, without any falsehood.She took a deep breath and firmly held the pen in her hand, "What should I do?"

Rong pulled Fang Xiaoling to sit down, "Do you remember another sentence Hawking said?"

"Hawking again? What else did he say?"

"Hawking is such a great genius... His one sentence directly helped me skip dozens of possibilities that should have been demonstrated in turn." Jung drew two circles on the notebook, "First there is a chicken." Which came first, the egg, that is the question."

"What kind of problem is this?" Fang Xiaoling was ready to show her talents, but she looked at the two circles in Jung's book and still didn't know what she was going to do. "I'm not here to discuss philosophy with you."

Jung was extremely patient at this time, as if the Pinocchio he carved was only missing a wooden nose. No matter what, he had to complete the final steps steadily, "Look, if the circle on the left is In the dream world of human beings, the circle on the right is the real world. We don’t discuss philosophy, so we don’t care whether the dream world appeared first or the dream world first appeared. Let’s just treat it as people falling asleep. , there is a dream, so what is the prerequisite for the dream to appear?"

Roland's expression was as if she saw a question about addition and subtraction within ten on the postgraduate entrance examination paper, which made her hesitate, and said the answer she thought was correct, "The prerequisite for a dream to appear is that a person is asleep. gone?"

"That's right!" Jung drew a five-pointed star in the circle on the right, "If this is the astral world, and the circle on the left is the dream of the astral world, then I will now add a new question: The spirits of the astral world have always been If you don't sleep, and you can't sleep, what conclusion do you have?"

"Emmm..." Fang Xiaoling gnawed on the tip of her pen, thought for a while, and suddenly she had a flash of inspiration, pointing to the circle on the left and said, "This is a flat bottle! Because the spirits of the astral world can't sleep, there are no dreams, so the dream The world is completely empty!"

"Great!" Jung excitedly wrote a standard black character "wood" in the circle on the left, but in fact he intended to draw a human being, "Suppose a person suddenly appeared here, who dreamed of it?" of?"

"People in the astral world can't dream, so who dreamed it?" Fang Xiaoling recalled the scene when she woke up from the astral world, "I dreamed it? But it's not right. According to the theory of the flat bottle, I should It is directly sucked into the circle on the left, because the circle on the right, which is the astral world, is not a deflated bottle, it already has you, it is not deflated."

"Very good! Let's go back to the question raised by Mr. Hawking, which came first, the chicken or the egg?"

Fang Xiaoling opened her eyes wide, "Did I have the dream represented by the circle on the left before I got the starlight me?"

"That's right, for better understanding, let's temporarily give life to these two circles. The circle on the left is always empty, and suddenly you are sucked in, and the world is still turned upside down. The circle on the right says: This is not in compliance with the rules, the left circle The circle is my dreamland, and everything that happens there must be dreamed by my people! But the spirit body in the circle on the right cannot dream, so it became cruel and made an exception to dig a 'pit' for you, This 'pit' is you who fell from the sky."

"Wait! What about the people I created? Don't they all have a pit?"

Jung drew a lying "wood" character in the circle on the right, and said, "There is no need to leave holes for them in the starlight world, because all this is already in line with the rules. No matter what happens in the circle on the left, it can be done." It is believed to be a dream you had in the astral world."

"That is to say, if I want to go back to the previous deflated bottle, I just need to sleep here?"

"Yes, but you have to pay attention, the current deflated bottle is no longer deflated. When you return to the dream world of the astral world, you will no longer be the god there. Only the dream itself is the god. As long as you In it, it can even control your thinking, just like when human beings dream. In dreams, people can sometimes control themselves, sometimes they can't control themselves, sometimes they can feel their own existence, sometimes they can't even feel it. In the dream world Everything is dominated by the dream itself." Jung looked at Fang Xiaoling, "But if you can enter the dream with a waking consciousness, it is equivalent to you crossing the astral world and its dream world. Your consciousness Some of them went to the dream world, and some of them remained in the astral world, not under the control of the dream world, what does this mean?"

"I once heard that people who can have lucid dreams can do everything in their dreams, because they know that they are dreaming..." Fang Xiaoling suddenly realized, "If I can achieve lucid dreams, it will have a great impact on the dream world itself and the deep For other beings trapped in it, I am that high-dimensional ant."

(End of this chapter)