LRAB Chapter 88: 88: The Cosmological Constant (Posted in the Early Morning!)
Chapter 88: 88: The Cosmological Constant (Posted in the Early Morning!)
Chapter 88: Chapter 88: The Cosmological Constant (Posted in the Early Morning!)
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Looking at the boastful Master Wang before him, Lin Xian felt a chill...
In the last dream, Big Face Cat’s father was probably murdered by the Genius Club after winning the Fields Medal for his research on “Introduction to the Cosmological Constant”.
Since the Genius Club still exists in this dream...
Then, if Big Face Cat’s father really did figure out the “Cosmological Constants” again, and the Genius Club found out, there wouldn’t be any reason not to kill him!
What seemed like a cordial invitation to New Donghai City...
...
Could very likely be a trap, a one-way street to death.
...
Lin Xian looked at Big Face Cat:
“Didn’t you say, there is no way to enter New Donghai City?”
“That’s definitely impossible!”
Big Face Cat was also completely baffled, unable to accept this reality:
“For so many years, no one has ever been able to enter New Donghai City!”
“Here, throughout history, even in legends! Not a single person has ever set foot in New Donghai City!”
“My dad is just an elementary school math teacher, what ability does he have to be invited there?”
“And it’s not about why he would be invited... Our place and New Donghai City are two completely unrelated worlds. With the little research my dad has done, they probably figured it all out long ago over there, so what’s there to discuss by inviting him?”
...
Master Wang, looking at the anxious Big Face Cat and Lin Xian, showed a face of disdain:
“Look at the two of you, such poor spirit, you’ll never achieve anything great!”
“Big Face... you just wait to enjoy the good life! Maybe when your dad comes back, he can take your whole family there! In the future... you’ll be the one standing on those steel high walls looking down on us!”
Whoosh—
Master Wang pulled something out of his pocket and threw it over:
“Catch!”
Clap.
Big Face Cat caught it, and when he opened his hand, he saw it was a set of keys.
“Your parents left the keys with me when they left, they said they would be back tomorrow and asked me to help feed the dog and the pig at home. Since you’re here, I’ll give you the keys. You feed them later, make sure they have enough to last until your parents return tomorrow.”
Having said that.
Master Wang fanned himself and went inside the house.
“...”@@@@
The two stared at the keys in Big Face Cat’s hand for a long time without speaking.
“This is really strange.”
Big Face Cat shook his head:
“If my dad really was invited to Donghai City... that would be an unprecedented honor for our family, the first in hundreds of years!”
Lin Xian did not speak.
He didn’t want to say anything to worry Big Face Cat, but in fact, he knew very well... Based on the information gleaned from “The First Dreamland,” Big Face Cat’s father was probably in great danger.
Lin Xian nodded.
His palm rested on the wooden door...
Creak.
The old iron hinges emitted a distressing, frictional sound.
The end of August, the heat of the day.
But at that moment, he couldn’t feel any heat, not even a bit of temperature.
The familiar chill spread throughout his body, a feeling he hadn’t had in a long time, as if the huge Black Hand was once again looming behind him, gripping him tightly.
“Huff...”
Lin Xian took a deep breath and raised his head.
He pushed the wooden door forward with force—
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Lin Xian suddenly took a step back, his eyes wide open!
42... 42... 42...
In the entire room,
On the walls, the ceiling, the table and chairs, the bookshelf, the lime floor! All were filled with 42!
To the left... to the right... above...
Everywhere the eye could see, every place a pen could touch, any space where writing was possible, all were filled with big and small numbers of ’42’!
“What is this...”
Lin Xian felt a numbness spreading over his body.
He carefully stepped into the room, looking at the chaotic intertwinings of handwriting on the walls.
All were 42...
Not a single digit was different.
And these ’42’s were written everywhere, filling the space; within the larger ’42’s, there were smaller ’42’s; within the smaller ’42’s, even tinier ’42’s were written with finer strokes; and even within the smallest ’42’s... Lin Xian brought his eyes close enough, within the holes of the ‘4’s and the bends of the ‘2’s... incredibly, there were minuscule ’42’s written!
It was too insane...
All this was just too insane!
What on earth was Big Face Cat’s father doing? This was on the brink of madness indeed.
In the room, every wall was like this.
Every place where writing was possible was like this.
Even on the bedsheets and the duvet covers... they were also filled entirely with big and small ’42’s!
Lin Xian looked around and felt surrounded by thousands, even millions tens of millions of ’42’s.
“See? I told you he’s gone mad,” said Big Face Cat.
Turning around.
Big Face Cat, with a sullen face, walked in:
“During this time, it’s like he’s been cursed. When he sees people, he just grabs their arms tightly and mumbles one sentence—”
Big Face Cat’s expression was blank, his gaze distant:
“’42...It’s everywhere.'”