LRAB Chapter 142: 131 Introduction to the Cosmological Constant
Chapter 142: 131 Introduction to the Cosmological Constant
Chapter 142: Chapter 131 Introduction to the Cosmological Constant
In the second dream, Lin Xian felt comfortable in a way he hadn’t in a long time.
Gun in hand.
He indeed felt back on home turf.
He and CC stripped off the uniforms from the two of them and put them on themselves.
Although splattered with quite a bit of blood, fortunately, the uniform itself was black, so it wasn’t conspicuous.
But wearing it felt sticky, which was still a bit uncomfortable.
...
“The problem with the bloodstains could be optimized next time,” Lin Xian started to sum up his experience.
CC glanced at Lin Xian and didn’t say much, clearly deep in thought.
So far, Lin Xian had made many accurate predictions about the future, and even if CC didn’t fully believe what Lin Xian said, at least she no longer doubted him.
After a quick tidying up, Lin Xian also took their electronic work cards.
Lin Xian made a point to check the magazine... and was surprised to find it still loaded with the same kind of bullets as 600 years ago.
Though there were tiny changes in size, it wasn’t the high-tech lasers or energy beams he had imagined, but rather old-fashioned kinetic bullets.
“Maybe I really guessed right,” Lin Xian muttered.
“What?” CC asked curiously.
“This New Donghai City... might really be all ‘show and no substance,'” Lin Xian looked up, gazing at the distant sky.
Numerous vehicles of various sizes flew through the air.
Like fish in a tank, they formed clear layers, confusing but not chaotic, and orderly.
It sure was advanced and sci-fi.
But that was pretty much it.
On closer thought, this future city of 600 years later didn’t seem to have too many high-tech innovations that he couldn’t understand.
Just taller buildings, flying cars, a touch more mechanization...
But, essentially, it seemed like the core of technology hadn’t undergone any qualitative change.
If this were 2064, such a level of development would be reasonable.
Almost all the men on the street, young or old, had an exaggerated operatic flair to their attire.
Vibrant, shiny, noble, complex... as if they were ready to turn the pavement into a stage and break into song at any moment.
And the way women dressed was likewise colorful, and somehow gave off an indescribable sense of “childishness”...
Whether it was their clothing, vows, headdress, or other accessories, they all produced a very youthful impression, similar to middle school students, or even elementary school students.
CC frowned:
“There’s an inexplicable sense of horror.”
“Fashion is just a cycle,” Lin Xian thought oddly of a cousin who once gave him an eight-digit QQ number and belonged to the Shamate Nobility.
He had a high standing in that circle back then, surrounded by many Shamate girls, whose vibrancy could rival the girls of New Donghai City.
It is called Harajuku style now, right?
But Lin Xian preferred to describe this style as “Christmas tree.”
Too gaudy, too many decorations, a throwback to the Victorian era.
“Wait, there’s one more strange thing,” Lin Xian glanced again at several couples passing by and suddenly felt this wasn’t just his imagination:
“Have you noticed... all the men and women here are too beautiful, like sculptures... so beautiful it’s excessive.”
“Indeed.”
CC nodded.
Initially too focused on clothing and attire, she had only given a cursory look at their faces. But now taking a closer look... it really was as if every individual was excessively beautiful.
Intricately carved, lifelike.
Logically, people of good looks should be a minority in life.
But now, at a glance...
Picking anyone from the street, they could be a world-class handsome man or beautiful girl.
Lin Xian felt a weird sense of the uncanny valley...
“Are they even human?”
But then again, considering that in 2023 aesthetic medicine was already highly advanced, it wouldn’t be surprising if 600 years later they had this kind of miraculous cosmetic technology.
Maybe the people of New Donghai City had already started using some incomprehensible black technology, so that each person’s physique, looks, skin, and hair were so perfect, making it impossible to discern their age at a glance.