Last Wish Become God System [Unlimited Stream]
Chapter 89 Framed
"His Royal Highness has arrived, so can I speculate that the wind of the war with the demon spirit has changed." The skeleton High King in a gorgeous cloak whispered.
The High King is one-eyed, with a black patch over his right eye.
Zui Ling raised his eyebrows with a half-smile, nodded and said, "That's right."
The tense atmosphere on the long table eased a little, especially the owl, who seemed to be happy from the bottom of his heart.
Owl: "Or, I put it another way, victory is in sight?"
Zui Ling nodded: "Not bad."
There was no concealment on the table, and there was a brief cheer.
After the demon devours the fairy, it is equivalent to absorbing the opponent's aura, and it grows stronger. Before asking for help from Fengdu Prison, the front line of the fairy keeps shrinking. In fact, the battlefield is one line away from the concentric castle where the Supreme King is. Less than forty miles.
Under the insurmountable power gap, the concentric circle castle adopts a tortoise policy and sets up a barrier, so that no one can enter or leave the castle except the fairies who know the corresponding secret text.
At the same time, Fengdu prison's reinforcements surrounded from the outside, gradually narrowing the encirclement.
This is a fast-moving blitzkrieg, and it is also a matter of survival and annihilation.
The fairies in other worlds have been tortured by demons for a long time, but this time, they finally ushered in hope.
"So, will the army arrive at the concentric circle castle soon?"
Zui Ling's movements froze for a moment.
He leaned on the stool comfortably, and shook his fingers: "Win, you have won."
"The direction of the wind is indeed one-sided."
When he was speaking, a few ears with green vines were flying in the air, and the branches reached into the ears of the person on the table, as if he was translating instantly.
"But-"
Zui Ling withdrew his feet from the table and sat upright.Although the expression on his face is smiling, but this smile is like a distant mountain in the clouds, making people unpredictable.
He lowered his eyes, looked at his fingertips one after another, and didn't answer.
The knight named Lancer instantly slapped the table—of course, he was still warned by the Skeleton King's eyes.
Zui Ling showed no fear, and gave a short laugh before continuing, "Big army, retreat thirty miles."
"!"
Ranser stood up abruptly.
Wisdom Salmon: "Absurd! I've never heard of it. The side that is about to win will take the initiative to retreat!"
This time Skeleton King didn't stop Lancer again.
The owl also became irritable in a rare way: "At this time, we should work hard, time is life, buddy! Believe it or not, if you delay for a day, the devil will come back tomorrow—"
Another knight nodded: "They are powerful, evil, and very cunning. I don't agree with your retreat at this time."
There was a voice of approval at the long table.
At this time, the public opinion paved the way, and the Supreme King slowly said: "I really don't understand the reason for your withdrawal at this time."
"Well."
Zui Ling took aim at his nails in a leisurely manner, completely ignoring the gossip on the table.
"Actually." He withdrew his hand, suppressed his smile, and the banter around him disappeared instantly, and it even made people feel inexplicably scared.
"I can't understand it either."
He saluted mockingly: "Your Majesty the Supreme King of another world. We are helping you outside. May I ask what your little fairy is doing?"
The High King said nothing.His uncovered eye was a hole, and it was hard to tell whether he was observing or not.
"When the troops were dispatched, the front lines and offensives were clearly distinguished. They fought and fought, but there was no one on the flanks. When I asked, they said that the flowers on the other side were blooming. They fought and fought, but there was no one behind. It is said that fine wine flows out of the spring water. Listen, what is the reason for this?"
The owl adjusted his glasses: "Nature is our mother, and maintaining the balance of nature is our mission."
Zui Ling gave a short laugh: "You think I believe it?"
Clang.
A pile of broken gears was thrown, rolling along the long table until it stopped in front of the High King.
"It's very interesting. I didn't see the honey-gathering spirits and the wine-tasting spirits on the front line, nor on the flanks. But my spies actually found them in the Miracle Land." Drunk Ling rubbed his chin, Pretending to think, "Could it be that your honey and fine wine are only produced in miracle lands?"
The people at the long table fell into silence.
Zui Ling sneered, and took another step: "Still, you only care about—the land of miracles."
There was no trace of the voices of condemnation just now.
In the end, Drunken Spirit didn't directly address the core issue, but everyone in this room must know that - praying for roses is only in the Miracle Land.
The side from the other world and Lao Wu valued the same thing.
"So." Drunk Ling continued, "Since you don't care whether the concentric circle castle is lost or not, then I retreat thirty miles, is there any problem?"
Lancer sat down quietly.This question was a bit sharp, and it was not his turn to answer it.
The atmosphere was awkward and tense.
The friendly knight scrutinized the High King's expression, guessed what he meant, and even became more cautious in his words: "Then, respected Lord Demon Lord, what are your plans now."
"It's easy to say." Zui Ling raised one corner of his mouth and smiled, "One word, withdraw."
He added: "How did you set up your defenses? How do you withdraw to me? It's time to go back to the front line. If you don't want to go back to the front line, you'll be cool off at the same time. When the little hands are cleaned up, sir, I'll think about when to march in."
The friendly knights didn't seem particularly willing.
"I think there may be some misunderstanding." Owl blinked and interjected.
Its eyes flicked, visibly thinking about something.
Zui Ling immediately turned his face: "What kind of plastic bird are you? Are you worthy of talking to me? What about Allen? Call him out."
Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, their faces rather ugly.
"You don't know something." The owl bowed mockingly, "Before you barged in and yelled, we were discussing this—Allen, he is dead."
Zui Ling frowned.Why are these fairies all in one set, and what kind of tricks are they playing.
The owl looked very proud. This man had been extremely arrogant since he came in, and he didn't want to talk to him, and he retreated thirty miles, making everyone play around.Now, they've finally moved back a chip.
"And." Owl was about to send another army, "Speaking of it, what a coincidence! Allen died just after meeting the envoys from Fengdu Prison."
It flapped its plastic wings, gathering particles in the air, and immediately a flashback projection appeared.
Next to the tower, Allen was talking to a handsome man.He has romantic curly hair, and his whole body is as warm as the spring morning light, and his eyebrows and eyes are so beautiful that people can't take their eyes off.
Although he only saw him once or twice on the plane and in front of Shimen, this appearance is indeed unforgettable.
It is concise.
Zui Ling muttered in his heart.
Not long ago, the person with the bright QR code on the plane broke into the battlefield with the base number, and talked about the miracle land and the town of reincarnation in a panic. Wu Shuyang was in a rare panic, and set off after simple deployment.
How could he appear in the concentric circle castle in the colorful land again?
Could it be that he also has a twin brother?
This is not possible either.
Zui Ling was so confused that he didn't even notice that his expression was serious, betraying his thoughts.
Wisdom Salmon jumped up, jingling its steel tail: "Looking at your expression, it should be acquaintance?"
Zui Ling thought about it, and carefully chose his words: "This one, you can't make false accusations."
"The owl can only flash back when it sees it with its own eyes. It can be said to be absolutely true."
"Indeed. There's no need for an owl to wrong someone he doesn't know."
"This one, I really can't be wronged." Zui Ling thought for a while, and picked the lightest tone, lest the other party think that simplicity and simplicity would become a handle.
The long table suddenly became noisy. It seemed that the opinions of the two sides were difficult to unify.
The meeting broke up badly.The Supreme King invited Zui Ling to stay until the evening under the pretext of a dinner party, and arranged for him to go to the west turret to rest for a while.
Zui Ling readily agreed, not because of the attraction of the banquet, but because he wanted to find out.
In the afternoon, Drunk Ling lay on the four-poster curtained bed, watching the evil aura of the demon spirit cover the sky, and only looked out the window, thinking it was the midnight of the bloody night.
There was a sound of metal clashing outside the door, as if something was passing by the door.
Zui Ling's relaxed nerves tensed instantly—could they want to coerce him?Or... an assassination?
The "something" outside the door stood blankly for a while, then turned around and walked to the west side, and then there was a knock on the door.
Turn the handle.
This "thing" seems to open the door?
Strangely, there was no usual conversation after opening the door. After a while of silence in the corridor, the footsteps of two people could be heard.The door was slammed shut again.
These fairies, what kind of medicine is sold in the gourd?
Zui Ling listened attentively, and waited patiently for a while, but when he heard no more noise, he quietly walked out, followed the steps he had just counted, and walked towards the west side.
He stopped in front of a large double milky white carved door.Over the door was the name, Martin, in gilt cursive.
This name, which Drunk Ling felt in a trance, was the name of the slightly friendlier knight.After thinking about it, he took out a huge black cloak, wrapped himself in it, and stood silently at the end of the corridor, facing the carved wooden door.
There weren't too many people in the corridor, he didn't know if the waiting made him feel too hard, or it was really so long, he almost fell asleep standing up.
"Mr. Martin."
"Mr. Martin."
A little fairy in a maid outfit, holding a large bunch of freshly picked mistletoe in her hand, gently knocked on the door: "Sir, it's time for you to replace the mistletoe."
"gentlemen?"
The maid waited at the door silently for a while, counting the time inside, then took out the spare key from her waist, and opened the door.
Zui Ling's eyes were fixed on the crack of the door.
She quickly flashed in, and not long after, there was a scream from inside.
Something must have happened!Zui Ling reacted subconsciously.
The maid's scream quickly caused a commotion, and the entire castle was no longer as peaceful as before.
At this moment, he saw the steel salmon sticking its head out quietly, scanning around, jumping and flashing suddenly, and didn't know which door it was hiding in.
murderer?
Zui Ling frowned.
Alien.
land of miracles.Samsara Town.
"Bang, bang."
The solemn bell rang twice, startling a crowd of bats.
There was a sound of footsteps on the stone road in the narrow alley, splashing puddles of water.
On the high and low eaves, a figure with a long cloak mopping the floor flashed.The judge stood on the tip of the eaves, staring at the ground, fleeing prey in panic.
Jian Mingshu moved forward one block.
Suddenly, the judge disappeared in place.
There was a flickering movement in the air, and the figure of the mopping cloak appeared a block away, still standing quietly, watching the back of the running in the alley.
He flicked frequently on the eaves, keeping a distance at a leisurely pace, waiting for the prey to finally take the bait.
The judge didn't seem to be chasing at all, even like a cat catching prey, playing with it with ease and consuming the prey's energy.
At the very beginning, Jian Mingshu was paying attention to the opponent's movements. Ever since he discovered that the judge could move instantly, he didn't delay for a second, and only wanted to reach the clock tower as quickly as possible.
The middle-aged man kept saying gies, why didn't he encounter such a good thing, just now, he would agree to any conditions that would allow him to put on his wings and fly directly to the bell tower.
Click.
There was a loud sound of mechanical gears, and the engraved pointer moved, pointing to "20000".
This weird dial, starting from 120000, looks like a countdown rather than a countdown.
He watched the bell tower come closer.
Everything around him seems to have lost his voice, and only him and the gate of the bell tower in front of him are left in the world.
30 m.
20 m.
10 m.
victory is in sight!
With a whoosh, the judge with a cloak mopping the floor appeared in front of him, standing between Jian Mingshu and the bell tower.
Jian Mingshu paused for a moment.
When he was fleeing desperately, his sense of touch all over his body became dull, and he stopped suddenly, only then did he realize that he was covered with wounds of all sizes, throbbing with pain.
What hurt the most was the incision on the back and the sting marks on the back of the hand.
The other party took a step closer to him, as if sniffing his breath.
"The stench of the devil," he said hoarsely.
Jian Mingshu guessed that what he said might be the real number in the workhouse, or the sting marks left by the scorpion tail on his hand.He never thought that what the other party said might be someone else.
The judge's voice suddenly evoked Jian Mingshu's memory, he had only heard this voice not long ago——
"Wait, are you—"
The judge gave a low sneer, lifted his hood, and his body transformed quickly and smoothly.
The author has something to say: thanks to the nutrient solution irrigated by NGC4038, and thanks to Jianghe-throwing mines~~
Today’s thanks for talking about the physics that I haven’t talked about for a long time. Let’s talk about the string theory of the world view in this article.
Simple understanding, the most basic structure of the whole world is the high-dimensional cosmic string
(knocking on the blackboard)
I know that you usually see a line or a circle, which are two-dimensional lines, but the basic string is not.In fact, through the calculation of scientists, a cosmic string, due to the different vibration modes, is composed of a variety of different particles, and thus constitutes all things, and this requires a very high dimension of the basic string.
So whoever is talking to you about string theory is composed of two-dimensional strings, you can slap the table and shout "Dispute Ali!" (crossed out, Ace Attorney has played too much).The high dimension of the cosmic string is objectively determined by various oscillation modes, which is different from the two-dimensional lines drawn in our three-dimensional world, and it is not the same thing.
Why String Theory Is So Beautiful: Because It's Romantic!It can also be unified!But actually it has been stagnant for a long time
Why string theory is so bald: Believe me, even those who really do physics feel bald, because string theory requires too much mathematics...
Fortunately, counting sheep and sheep love mathematics
tsk tsk tsk you are a perfect match
When Uncle Ming needs to use topological knowledge, he will count sheep and sheep, oh my god (Li Jiaqi’s tone)
Hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee (the author is eating plague again)
Thank you for your support~
----------
Sit and watch the otherworldly spirits die
Whoever is wronged is not good, wronged... (speechless
----------
Everyone can blindly guess who the judge is, and if the guess is correct, a red envelope will be given out, a huge red envelope!
The High King is one-eyed, with a black patch over his right eye.
Zui Ling raised his eyebrows with a half-smile, nodded and said, "That's right."
The tense atmosphere on the long table eased a little, especially the owl, who seemed to be happy from the bottom of his heart.
Owl: "Or, I put it another way, victory is in sight?"
Zui Ling nodded: "Not bad."
There was no concealment on the table, and there was a brief cheer.
After the demon devours the fairy, it is equivalent to absorbing the opponent's aura, and it grows stronger. Before asking for help from Fengdu Prison, the front line of the fairy keeps shrinking. In fact, the battlefield is one line away from the concentric castle where the Supreme King is. Less than forty miles.
Under the insurmountable power gap, the concentric circle castle adopts a tortoise policy and sets up a barrier, so that no one can enter or leave the castle except the fairies who know the corresponding secret text.
At the same time, Fengdu prison's reinforcements surrounded from the outside, gradually narrowing the encirclement.
This is a fast-moving blitzkrieg, and it is also a matter of survival and annihilation.
The fairies in other worlds have been tortured by demons for a long time, but this time, they finally ushered in hope.
"So, will the army arrive at the concentric circle castle soon?"
Zui Ling's movements froze for a moment.
He leaned on the stool comfortably, and shook his fingers: "Win, you have won."
"The direction of the wind is indeed one-sided."
When he was speaking, a few ears with green vines were flying in the air, and the branches reached into the ears of the person on the table, as if he was translating instantly.
"But-"
Zui Ling withdrew his feet from the table and sat upright.Although the expression on his face is smiling, but this smile is like a distant mountain in the clouds, making people unpredictable.
He lowered his eyes, looked at his fingertips one after another, and didn't answer.
The knight named Lancer instantly slapped the table—of course, he was still warned by the Skeleton King's eyes.
Zui Ling showed no fear, and gave a short laugh before continuing, "Big army, retreat thirty miles."
"!"
Ranser stood up abruptly.
Wisdom Salmon: "Absurd! I've never heard of it. The side that is about to win will take the initiative to retreat!"
This time Skeleton King didn't stop Lancer again.
The owl also became irritable in a rare way: "At this time, we should work hard, time is life, buddy! Believe it or not, if you delay for a day, the devil will come back tomorrow—"
Another knight nodded: "They are powerful, evil, and very cunning. I don't agree with your retreat at this time."
There was a voice of approval at the long table.
At this time, the public opinion paved the way, and the Supreme King slowly said: "I really don't understand the reason for your withdrawal at this time."
"Well."
Zui Ling took aim at his nails in a leisurely manner, completely ignoring the gossip on the table.
"Actually." He withdrew his hand, suppressed his smile, and the banter around him disappeared instantly, and it even made people feel inexplicably scared.
"I can't understand it either."
He saluted mockingly: "Your Majesty the Supreme King of another world. We are helping you outside. May I ask what your little fairy is doing?"
The High King said nothing.His uncovered eye was a hole, and it was hard to tell whether he was observing or not.
"When the troops were dispatched, the front lines and offensives were clearly distinguished. They fought and fought, but there was no one on the flanks. When I asked, they said that the flowers on the other side were blooming. They fought and fought, but there was no one behind. It is said that fine wine flows out of the spring water. Listen, what is the reason for this?"
The owl adjusted his glasses: "Nature is our mother, and maintaining the balance of nature is our mission."
Zui Ling gave a short laugh: "You think I believe it?"
Clang.
A pile of broken gears was thrown, rolling along the long table until it stopped in front of the High King.
"It's very interesting. I didn't see the honey-gathering spirits and the wine-tasting spirits on the front line, nor on the flanks. But my spies actually found them in the Miracle Land." Drunk Ling rubbed his chin, Pretending to think, "Could it be that your honey and fine wine are only produced in miracle lands?"
The people at the long table fell into silence.
Zui Ling sneered, and took another step: "Still, you only care about—the land of miracles."
There was no trace of the voices of condemnation just now.
In the end, Drunken Spirit didn't directly address the core issue, but everyone in this room must know that - praying for roses is only in the Miracle Land.
The side from the other world and Lao Wu valued the same thing.
"So." Drunk Ling continued, "Since you don't care whether the concentric circle castle is lost or not, then I retreat thirty miles, is there any problem?"
Lancer sat down quietly.This question was a bit sharp, and it was not his turn to answer it.
The atmosphere was awkward and tense.
The friendly knight scrutinized the High King's expression, guessed what he meant, and even became more cautious in his words: "Then, respected Lord Demon Lord, what are your plans now."
"It's easy to say." Zui Ling raised one corner of his mouth and smiled, "One word, withdraw."
He added: "How did you set up your defenses? How do you withdraw to me? It's time to go back to the front line. If you don't want to go back to the front line, you'll be cool off at the same time. When the little hands are cleaned up, sir, I'll think about when to march in."
The friendly knights didn't seem particularly willing.
"I think there may be some misunderstanding." Owl blinked and interjected.
Its eyes flicked, visibly thinking about something.
Zui Ling immediately turned his face: "What kind of plastic bird are you? Are you worthy of talking to me? What about Allen? Call him out."
Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, their faces rather ugly.
"You don't know something." The owl bowed mockingly, "Before you barged in and yelled, we were discussing this—Allen, he is dead."
Zui Ling frowned.Why are these fairies all in one set, and what kind of tricks are they playing.
The owl looked very proud. This man had been extremely arrogant since he came in, and he didn't want to talk to him, and he retreated thirty miles, making everyone play around.Now, they've finally moved back a chip.
"And." Owl was about to send another army, "Speaking of it, what a coincidence! Allen died just after meeting the envoys from Fengdu Prison."
It flapped its plastic wings, gathering particles in the air, and immediately a flashback projection appeared.
Next to the tower, Allen was talking to a handsome man.He has romantic curly hair, and his whole body is as warm as the spring morning light, and his eyebrows and eyes are so beautiful that people can't take their eyes off.
Although he only saw him once or twice on the plane and in front of Shimen, this appearance is indeed unforgettable.
It is concise.
Zui Ling muttered in his heart.
Not long ago, the person with the bright QR code on the plane broke into the battlefield with the base number, and talked about the miracle land and the town of reincarnation in a panic. Wu Shuyang was in a rare panic, and set off after simple deployment.
How could he appear in the concentric circle castle in the colorful land again?
Could it be that he also has a twin brother?
This is not possible either.
Zui Ling was so confused that he didn't even notice that his expression was serious, betraying his thoughts.
Wisdom Salmon jumped up, jingling its steel tail: "Looking at your expression, it should be acquaintance?"
Zui Ling thought about it, and carefully chose his words: "This one, you can't make false accusations."
"The owl can only flash back when it sees it with its own eyes. It can be said to be absolutely true."
"Indeed. There's no need for an owl to wrong someone he doesn't know."
"This one, I really can't be wronged." Zui Ling thought for a while, and picked the lightest tone, lest the other party think that simplicity and simplicity would become a handle.
The long table suddenly became noisy. It seemed that the opinions of the two sides were difficult to unify.
The meeting broke up badly.The Supreme King invited Zui Ling to stay until the evening under the pretext of a dinner party, and arranged for him to go to the west turret to rest for a while.
Zui Ling readily agreed, not because of the attraction of the banquet, but because he wanted to find out.
In the afternoon, Drunk Ling lay on the four-poster curtained bed, watching the evil aura of the demon spirit cover the sky, and only looked out the window, thinking it was the midnight of the bloody night.
There was a sound of metal clashing outside the door, as if something was passing by the door.
Zui Ling's relaxed nerves tensed instantly—could they want to coerce him?Or... an assassination?
The "something" outside the door stood blankly for a while, then turned around and walked to the west side, and then there was a knock on the door.
Turn the handle.
This "thing" seems to open the door?
Strangely, there was no usual conversation after opening the door. After a while of silence in the corridor, the footsteps of two people could be heard.The door was slammed shut again.
These fairies, what kind of medicine is sold in the gourd?
Zui Ling listened attentively, and waited patiently for a while, but when he heard no more noise, he quietly walked out, followed the steps he had just counted, and walked towards the west side.
He stopped in front of a large double milky white carved door.Over the door was the name, Martin, in gilt cursive.
This name, which Drunk Ling felt in a trance, was the name of the slightly friendlier knight.After thinking about it, he took out a huge black cloak, wrapped himself in it, and stood silently at the end of the corridor, facing the carved wooden door.
There weren't too many people in the corridor, he didn't know if the waiting made him feel too hard, or it was really so long, he almost fell asleep standing up.
"Mr. Martin."
"Mr. Martin."
A little fairy in a maid outfit, holding a large bunch of freshly picked mistletoe in her hand, gently knocked on the door: "Sir, it's time for you to replace the mistletoe."
"gentlemen?"
The maid waited at the door silently for a while, counting the time inside, then took out the spare key from her waist, and opened the door.
Zui Ling's eyes were fixed on the crack of the door.
She quickly flashed in, and not long after, there was a scream from inside.
Something must have happened!Zui Ling reacted subconsciously.
The maid's scream quickly caused a commotion, and the entire castle was no longer as peaceful as before.
At this moment, he saw the steel salmon sticking its head out quietly, scanning around, jumping and flashing suddenly, and didn't know which door it was hiding in.
murderer?
Zui Ling frowned.
Alien.
land of miracles.Samsara Town.
"Bang, bang."
The solemn bell rang twice, startling a crowd of bats.
There was a sound of footsteps on the stone road in the narrow alley, splashing puddles of water.
On the high and low eaves, a figure with a long cloak mopping the floor flashed.The judge stood on the tip of the eaves, staring at the ground, fleeing prey in panic.
Jian Mingshu moved forward one block.
Suddenly, the judge disappeared in place.
There was a flickering movement in the air, and the figure of the mopping cloak appeared a block away, still standing quietly, watching the back of the running in the alley.
He flicked frequently on the eaves, keeping a distance at a leisurely pace, waiting for the prey to finally take the bait.
The judge didn't seem to be chasing at all, even like a cat catching prey, playing with it with ease and consuming the prey's energy.
At the very beginning, Jian Mingshu was paying attention to the opponent's movements. Ever since he discovered that the judge could move instantly, he didn't delay for a second, and only wanted to reach the clock tower as quickly as possible.
The middle-aged man kept saying gies, why didn't he encounter such a good thing, just now, he would agree to any conditions that would allow him to put on his wings and fly directly to the bell tower.
Click.
There was a loud sound of mechanical gears, and the engraved pointer moved, pointing to "20000".
This weird dial, starting from 120000, looks like a countdown rather than a countdown.
He watched the bell tower come closer.
Everything around him seems to have lost his voice, and only him and the gate of the bell tower in front of him are left in the world.
30 m.
20 m.
10 m.
victory is in sight!
With a whoosh, the judge with a cloak mopping the floor appeared in front of him, standing between Jian Mingshu and the bell tower.
Jian Mingshu paused for a moment.
When he was fleeing desperately, his sense of touch all over his body became dull, and he stopped suddenly, only then did he realize that he was covered with wounds of all sizes, throbbing with pain.
What hurt the most was the incision on the back and the sting marks on the back of the hand.
The other party took a step closer to him, as if sniffing his breath.
"The stench of the devil," he said hoarsely.
Jian Mingshu guessed that what he said might be the real number in the workhouse, or the sting marks left by the scorpion tail on his hand.He never thought that what the other party said might be someone else.
The judge's voice suddenly evoked Jian Mingshu's memory, he had only heard this voice not long ago——
"Wait, are you—"
The judge gave a low sneer, lifted his hood, and his body transformed quickly and smoothly.
The author has something to say: thanks to the nutrient solution irrigated by NGC4038, and thanks to Jianghe-throwing mines~~
Today’s thanks for talking about the physics that I haven’t talked about for a long time. Let’s talk about the string theory of the world view in this article.
Simple understanding, the most basic structure of the whole world is the high-dimensional cosmic string
(knocking on the blackboard)
I know that you usually see a line or a circle, which are two-dimensional lines, but the basic string is not.In fact, through the calculation of scientists, a cosmic string, due to the different vibration modes, is composed of a variety of different particles, and thus constitutes all things, and this requires a very high dimension of the basic string.
So whoever is talking to you about string theory is composed of two-dimensional strings, you can slap the table and shout "Dispute Ali!" (crossed out, Ace Attorney has played too much).The high dimension of the cosmic string is objectively determined by various oscillation modes, which is different from the two-dimensional lines drawn in our three-dimensional world, and it is not the same thing.
Why String Theory Is So Beautiful: Because It's Romantic!It can also be unified!But actually it has been stagnant for a long time
Why string theory is so bald: Believe me, even those who really do physics feel bald, because string theory requires too much mathematics...
Fortunately, counting sheep and sheep love mathematics
tsk tsk tsk you are a perfect match
When Uncle Ming needs to use topological knowledge, he will count sheep and sheep, oh my god (Li Jiaqi’s tone)
Hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee (the author is eating plague again)
Thank you for your support~
----------
Sit and watch the otherworldly spirits die
Whoever is wronged is not good, wronged... (speechless
----------
Everyone can blindly guess who the judge is, and if the guess is correct, a red envelope will be given out, a huge red envelope!
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