I'm really immortal

Su Mei has not come into contact with people who like to exaggerate.

Some people want to get Su Mei's attention. They say "I have a cross-generational project in hand", "My product can change the world" and so on are the lowest level.

Others are like Zhu Juntang, who first points out a subversive conclusion to attract others' attention and curiosity, and then rambles on. In the end, you will find that what he said has nothing to do with what he said at the beginning.

Someone once tried every means and handed Su Mei a plan called "The Atlantic Is Crying."

The name sounds related to climate change, environmental protection, marine life, and geographical research projects. It is full of a sense of compassion and deep thinking about man and nature.

In fact, this person's idea is to make the warm and humid air currents from the Atlantic Ocean more abundant, accumulate them south of the Tianshan Mountains, and create a hundred Sailimu Lakes in the Taklimakan Desert.

The warm and humid air from the Atlantic Ocean comes all the way, and when it encounters the Tianshan Mountains, it is unable to climb over it. The Sailimu Lake formed by being intercepted by the Tianshan Mountains is praised as the last tear of the Atlantic Ocean.

Then one hundred Sailimu Lakes are one hundred tears, so there seems to be no problem in naming this project "The Atlantic Is Crying".

At first glance, this plan seemed interesting, but the key was how to execute it. The other party proposed an execution plan that was extremely surprising: from the Atlantic Ocean to the Tianshan Mountains, countless huge fans were set up along the way to accelerate the warm and humid airflow in the Atlantic Ocean.

If Wang Duoyu meets this person, he won't have to worry about how to spend a billion.

Su Mei felt that what Zhu Juntang was talking about was similar to this person. It had an eye-catching beginning and a joke that ended in vain.

"You were inspired by the fact that Liu Changan and Liu Jianshe are the same person, right? But the problem is, we all know that they are the same person, so we have never seen Liu Changan and Liu Jianshe appear at the same time. So what about An Nuan and Professor Liu? You don't want to Tell me, you have never seen them appear at the same time." Su Mei said angrily.

Su Mei always felt that something was wrong with Liu Yuewang, but she did not think in such a ridiculous direction. She knew very well that An Nuan was born from Liu Yuewang's belly. It was impossible for An Nuan to be a person and give birth to herself?

"Are you really the third young lady? Are you pretending to be her little lamb?" Zhong Qing asked suspiciously.

Because Zhu Juntang usually likes to talk nonsense, but it is by no means unreasonable nonsense, and can often be logically justified. But how can this kind of nonsense be justified if An Nuan and Liu Yuewang are the same person?

"PU!" Xiaoyang spat at Zhongqing.

Zhongqing was relieved, because the only ones who could spit like this were Zhu Juntang and her alpaca Long Aotian. Since the person in front of him was not Long Aotian with flowing hair and presidential look, it was Zhu Juntang's transformed lamb. , not the pet lamb that likes to be roasted in the fire and has its ear hair burnt.

"What exactly do you want to say?" Su Mei knew it was nonsense, but she was also a little concerned about whether it could provide new ideas or inspiration.

The most important thing is that after listening to its nonsense, you can teach it a lesson. Su Mei got angry when she saw its tired look. The proud and show off expression on the sheep's face was vivid. How could she be so angry? A lamb kebab?

"To express your opinions, you have to do it from a high place. Let's lift the cage to the conference table first. The floor is cold, and the little hooves of Meme are also getting cold." The lamb turned over and raised himself up to the sky. limbs, "Mom, do you think my soft little sheep's hooves are cute? Daddy likes my little sheep's hooves the most. He often holds them in his hands and plays with them, and he can't help praising me for how cute they are."

"Are you dreaming?" Su Mei didn't believe it at all. Liu Changan often had mood swings when he saw it like this, and his mentality was easily out of control. He also liked its little sheep's hooves the most?

The iron cage has a thick floor, and it is not in direct contact with the floor. How could the little hooves get cold? Just seeing that it really had an idea, Su Mei still snapped her fingers.

A man in black walked in, and Su Mei pointed to the iron cage.

The man in black grabbed the thick steel pipes on both sides of the iron cage and picked it up. His biceps and chest muscles bulged under his straight shirt, and he placed the iron cage on the conference table.

The tabletop sank slightly, and the man in black retreated.

"Miss Third, why have you been staying in the cage? Come out quickly." Zhong Qing asked puzzledly. The cage door had already been opened.

"This is a gesture of resistance! No biological mother would lock her baby in a cage! In other families, stepmothers are the ones who are not good to their children. In our family, the biological mother is the most ruthless, and all other stepmothers will protect them. Bah!" The lamb was so angry that he stamped his feet, making a "tuk-tuk" sound when his hooves hit the bottom of the cage.

"Didn't you get in there by yourself?"

"I fell into a trap! Who would guard against his own mother!" Thinking about it, he became even more angry. The old man was the same, he only knew how to take advantage of Bie Mie's trust! The little sheep still remembered that the old man made a cross, then it leaned on it and asked him to tie it up, and then he threw it into the sky, and the sheep flew away.

"Let you sit in on the meeting and improve yourself. I'll try my best. Is it easy for me?" Su Mei pointed at it. Doesn't it understand? My own mother bleated for the sake of her own good. On the surface, those other women made you feel like a spring breeze, but behind their backs, weren't they thinking about your father's nourishment?

"Anyway, I won't come out. When daddy doesn't see me for a long time, he will miss me and come to me to find me in a cage. He must feel sorry for me. I will just lie in his arms and bleat and scream. , shed tears sadly that would turn into pearls and roll around like pearls when dropped on the ground." The lamb was determined and decided to fight to the end.

This is also a long-term strategy. If you can’t wait to run out when you see the iron cage door, your mother will feel that the iron cage banning technique is very effective, and she will use it next time!

On the contrary, she found that Xiaoyang didn't care how long she was imprisoned, so she would not use such tricks again.

Su Mei gritted her teeth a little. She knew very well that even though Liu Changan beat Zhu Juntang at every turn and cried, it was too dangerous for him to take care of his children. If someone else really tortured Zhu Juntang, I'm afraid... I'm afraid it would be her. Mom, he still has some emotions in his heart.

Forget it, let it stay in if it wants to. Anyway, she has a way to get it in, and a way to get it out again. How can a mother not be good at taking care of her children?

"Okay, whatever you want. Now can you tell me why An Nuan and Liu Yuewang are the same person?" Su Mei sat on the chair leisurely and moved to the opposite side of it.

Xiaoyang looked at Zhongqing, whose wisdom and knowledge were not as good as his own, and his mother, whose vision and spirit were not as good as his own. He held his head high and said, "Since I learned how to transform, my perspective and feeling about the world have been very different. .”

"Sheep eyes look down upon others?"

The little sheep didn't take his mother's sarcastic words seriously and continued: "As we all know, it is a wrong idiom to look down on people with sheep's eyes. The correct saying is that people look down on people with dog's eyes. Because I am a special kind of me, I will not be used as an example. Let's see Lu Si'en, dogs look down on people. This sentence refers to people with dog eyes. The world in dogs' eyes is actually different from what human eyes see."

Unexpectedly, when he also corrected other people's idiom usage, the little sheep walked proudly in the iron cage.

Su Mei just looked at it suspiciously, and then glanced at Lu Si'en who was squatting on the ground obediently.

Lu Si'en did not lose his memory. Zhu Juntang was the previous owner, and Zhong Qing was also the one who often walked him. Later he often came here to play. There was a dog named "Gatemaster" who was still his friend, so he stayed here without getting anxious. Or eager to go back.

"That is to say, the world we see with our eyes is captured by a camera and becomes a photo, and then we use some kind of camera connected to the dog's brain to turn the world seen by the dog's eyes into a photo and print it out... We will find that this They are two completely different photos." After Xiaoyang finished speaking, his wise eyes scanned the two people in front of him.

"But... that's just a different photo, not a different world. The world is still the same world." Zhong Qing somewhat understood what Xiaoyang meant.

Su Mei glanced deeply at the little sheep, but said nothing.

"Yes, An Nuan and Liu Yuewang are different in our eyes, just like one world expressed in two images. In essence, they are the same person, they are just our senses to see the world and the channels to understand the world. The rules that restrict us from having a deeper understanding of the world are all deceiving us: these are two people." The little sheep's eyes fell on her mother. Although she couldn't dig holes, she could still be regarded as an intellectual, and it seemed that she was better than Zhongqing. The little vixen who only knows how to do accounts for tigers should be smarter.

"Then how did you break through this limitation, not be deceived, and discover the truth?" Su Mei asked back, this little mutton skewer is basically illiterate, how can it think about such a problem?

Although Zhuang Zhou began to doubt the authenticity of the world 2,300 years ago, most people believed that it was just a confused emotion rather than thinking and analysis after discovering evidence based on real events.

Like what Xiaoyang just talked about, it is more like that after the rapid development of modern physics, many real-life experimental discoveries and theories have made people start to think about whether the world is real or virtual.

"Because a while ago, the bad old man tried to torture me and started to teach me about quantum mechanics! He also said that this world is virtual. When we run the virtual world infinitely close to reality, we will completely understand the problems of quantum mechanics." Xiaoyang sighed softly, "I have done some research on quantum mechanics now, so I will think about the problem from this perspective (the last few pages of Chapter 1004)."

You have also done some research on quantum mechanics! The corners of Su Mei's eyes twitched several times before she suppressed her heartfelt laughter and desire to ridicule.

"After my thinking, I found that this world is indeed a man-made universe, and the old man is the manager of the universe. Before I grew up, he carried out the will of the universe on my behalf, so this world will appear now. Some features of the virtual world, such as NPCs like Liu Yuewang that give people a buggy feeling.”

The little sheep stepped on its hooves, "I hope from now on, mother, you will give me, the future controller of the universe, some respect. When I take back the authority of the administrator from the old man, I will become the leader of the Nine Provinces Fenglei Sword Sect. After becoming the master of the sect, I will let you become a twin being like Liu Yuewang and An Nuan, so that you can experience more in your love with the bad old man..."

Before the little sheep finished speaking, Su Mei pinched the sheep's mouth. Su Mei's cheeks were so red that they were about to bleed, and no human words came out of the sheep's mouth.

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