Hunting College

When the party in the first hall came to an end, Nicholas put away his books and prepared to leave the library, while several vice presidents and deans of the first university were burying themselves in mountains of documents in their respective offices.

When the moon was half-covered in the mist like a veil, it breathed out the moonlight weakly.

When this day is about to end.

A black butterfly fluttered its wings and flew from the shore of Linzhong Lake.

Flashed.

Another flash.

Then suddenly disappeared into the air.

No sound, no ripples.

When it reappeared in this piece of heaven and earth, it was already tens of thousands of miles away, on a calm sea.

It fluttered, danced gracefully, and landed on a cyan, delicate finger.

"News from the First University?" Captain Mist twisted the black wings of the butterfly in his hand.

The scales fell and turned into a strange symbol.

This is an ancient text commonly used by demons, weird and powerful, and can only be condensed by demons. The legend is the blessing given by the true spirit that pioneered everything.

Nikita held the captain's afternoon tea, watching all this curiously.

"I can feel your surprise." Captain Mist seemed to be in a very good mood, raised his eyelids and glanced at the banshee next to him: "The whispers in your immature heart seem a little noisy in this room..."

Although Nikita's arm holding the dinner plate was shaking slightly, she still bravely asked her own doubts: "It...Is it flying from the first university?"

"Bingo!" The captain snapped his fingers, his tone filled with appreciation: "But there is no reward."

"It's impossible!" Nikita opened his eyes wide, and said in shock: "The first university's protective formation can isolate everything...it is impossible to slip out of it!"

"Do you think it looks very fragile... so it can't break through the strong guardian array of the first university?" The captain's mouth curled up, obviously very satisfied with the incredible expression on the banshee's face: "But you overlooked a very important The principle... whether there is mutual growth or not, it is difficult and easy to form each other."

This is a mantra in Taoism, Nikita knows.

But the meaning of the captain's words is difficult to figure out.

After all, every sentence in the Taoist scriptures has always had seventeen or eight different translations.

The banshee looked at the captain blankly, blinking her red eyes.

Maybe it's because I just received a good news, maybe it's just because I just had a delicious snack.

Captain Mist looked very good and patiently explained to the banshee:

"It cannot be denied that the guardian formation of the First University is the world, or the most powerful guardian formation in this universe."

"Even to some extent, it can shield high-dimensional creatures from prying on school."

"But no matter what, most of the defenses dealt with by this defensive formation belong to three-dimensional life forms...Whether it is you or the idiots outside, although they are all'cruel monsters' in the mouths of wizards, they are nothing more than a nose and a mouth. Three or five eyes, seven or eight legs... still can't get rid of the basic concept of time and space in this universe."

"But this butterfly is different."

As Captain Mist said, his fingertips picked up slightly.

The scales and powders that had been fluttering together gathered like a phantom and turned into a black butterfly again.

Butterflies seemed to have some memories of what happened just now, fluttering their wings vigorously, trying to stay away from the cyan finger.

But all was in vain.

No matter how hard it struggles, its thin legs and feet are always firmly stuck to the captain's fingertips.

"Create life!" Nikita covered her mouth in horror.

Being able to build a life at the fingertips, even the most inconspicuous ant, is a very remarkable achievement.

As far as the banshee knows, the senior professors and even the deans of the First University do not have this skill.

Perhaps the existence of beyond the great wizard and the great demon in the legend can only understand some of the mysteries.

"No, no, it's almost a fire... It's just a little trick between time and space." The captain humbly shook his index finger, happily watching the black butterfly sway between his fingers, and asked gently. : "Do you know Cork Snowflake?"

"The great wizard Kirk built a kind of infinite length in a limited space, because it looks like a snowflake, so it got its name." As a former top student in the first university, Nikita still remembers these basic concepts still fresh: "Similar , As well as the triangle constructed by the great wizard Sierpinski, the area of ​​the figure will infinitely change to zero."

"Very good. If I teach in the first university, I will definitely give you some points." Captain Mist applauded gently and smiled: "So, are these structures a one-dimensional line or a two-dimensional surface? Like the Sierpinski triangle you just mentioned, it is obviously a bit difficult to call it a two-dimensional figure, because it has almost no area...but it is very obvious, not a collection of one-dimensional lines."

"Between one-dimensional and two-dimensional." Nikita seemed to return to the university class with a long-lost seriousness on his face: "Could it be that this butterfly exists like this?"

"Very keen little guy." The captain stretched his finger in front of the banshee and asked her to look at the black butterfly seriously: "It is not a plane... but it is infinitely close to a plane, and it is between two and three dimensions. Life form between."

"The protective array of the First University can resist high-dimensional prying eyes and prevent the invasion of demons, but it is difficult to stop these life forms that transcend general concepts... Those bare-headed ascetics call this'knowing and seeing obstacles'. ."

The orange sunlight passed through the narrow window and fell on the captain's desk.

A few rays of light crossed the obstacles and sprinkled between the wings of the butterfly.

There was a glimmer of colorful light, and for a moment, Nikita felt that this little guy with wings was just a painting.

"Does it have a name?" The banshee asked obsessively at the fine scales flowing in the sun.

"Name?" Captain Mist was finally lost in thought.

After a long time, he nodded and said, "Just call it a 25-dimensional butterfly~www.readwn.com~ The smile hangs on his face stiffly.

Faced with this terrible name, Nikita didn't know how to continue the conversation.

"This is your pastry, please enjoy." She changed the subject abruptly and raised the plate in front of her.

"These pastries taste good," the captain took the last small piece of pastry on the plate with his fingertips black sharp nails, stuffed it into his mouth, sipped it, and nodded satisfied: "I seem to have tasted the mellow fragrance of'memory' ."

"What you said is very correct," the banshee lowered her head and complimented: "These pastries select the memories from the aging, dry the brain, grind it into powder, and make it... and add your favorite liver. Pureed blood sauce."

"Sure enough, everyone has their own value." The captain picked up the white silk on the dinner plate, wiped his fingertips, and the corners of his mouth raised slightly: "Let you be the cook **** my boat, it should be the most correct thing I did this year. It’s one of the decisions.” () "Devil Hunting College" only represents the author’s solemn knight’s point of view. If it is found that its content violates national laws and conflicts, please delete it. The position is only to provide a healthy and green reading platform. . 【】,thank you all!