Chapter 475 Husband
"With your ability, you will have no problem getting into university."
Ye Xiaomei was startled.
The head teacher was stunned: "What are you doing?"
Ye Xiaomei quickly came back to her senses: "No, no, head teacher, you are right. It is also for my studies. Let's make up for it."
As soon as school was over in the evening, Ye Xiaomei felt overwhelmed.
Wang Liang is a really ruthless guy. Not only does he give extra lessons in the office, he also provides home service.
Is this... a bit too exaggerated?
Before Ye Xiaomei could finish her words, there was a knock on the door of the rented apartment.
Ye Xiaomei hadn't even had time to sit down when she accidentally opened the door as if she had been electrocuted.
hehe……
"Hello, Teacher Zhao."
She came so soon. Mr. Zhao was her math teacher. He had always attached great importance to Ye Xiaomei. After all, her performance in the Mathematical Olympiad was so good. Wasn't she the top scorer?
"Hello Ye Xiaomei, is it convenient for me to come in and tutor you?"
No matter how Teacher Zhao looked at her, he felt that Ye Xiaomei was a promising child, with her mouth almost grinning from ear to ear.
The corners of Ye Xiaomei's mouth twitched. Why did it feel like it wasn't a cram school but rather a burglary?
Ye Xiaomei couldn't refuse.
Just as he was about to speak, a figure flashed outside the door that Teacher Zhao opened.
Ye Xiaomei's pupils shrank, she pushed Teacher Zhao away and chased after him.
Although the figure only showed his face, Ye Xiaomei was very familiar with that face.
Ye Xiaomei stood at the gate in a daze, looking left and right. It was popular for the ladies in this village to take a walk in the evening.
There was also a person in a wheelchair being pushed by a man who was not sure if he was the grandson or the great-grandson.
It seems like nothing has changed.
But there was something in Ye Xiaomei's chest that was like a balloon, getting bigger and bigger until it filled her entire chest. Her breathing began to become blocked, and a feeling of bitterness rushed to her eyes.
Two lines of hot tears flowed down.
Ye Xiaomei looked around with tearful eyes. She saw an old lady sitting in a wheelchair and an elderly woman taking her child for a walk. Everything was so harmonious that it seemed like it did not belong to this world.
But that face alone made Ye Xiaomei feel that she was still in reality.
Ye Xiaomei hurriedly took out her phone, but the call still said that the call was temporarily unavailable. Soon, a busy tone came from the other end.
"What's wrong? Classmate Ye Xiaomei?" Teacher Zhao chased after her.
Ye Xiaomei turned her head slowly, clenching her fists tightly.
"Ye Xiaomei..."
Hearing the teacher's call from behind, Ye Xiaomei ran in the direction where the person disappeared.
Ma Qijun, you never intended to tell me the truth from the beginning to the end?
Ye Xiaomei walked slowly and suddenly remembered something. She asked a few people who were walking uncertainly.
Sure enough, they didn't see anyone passing by here, not to mention that Ma Qijun's height and appearance were very eye-catching, so it seemed that her guess was correct.
"Why do you look so bad?" Teacher Zhao asked anxiously, "If you don't feel well today, don't go to make up lessons. Have a good rest."
Ye Xiaomei seemed not to hear anything and didn't know when Teacher Zhao left.
Naturally, she had no appetite at night: "Qin Rong, are you here?"
If Ye Xiaomei guessed correctly, Qin Rong was always around. The feeling was very obvious, like an imperceptible cool breeze blowing from a certain direction.
Sure enough, Qin Rong's figure appeared vaguely in the corner of the wall. Perhaps he was deliberately keeping a distance and she did not move forward.
"You said there is a Mr. Budai in your organization who can find out where the original body is, right?"
Qin Rong nodded as soon as he finished speaking: "He is proficient in metaphysics. Although he seems to be indifferent to worldly affairs, the idea of the White Snake Research Base and soul travel was proposed by him. His ability is rare in the world."
Ye Xiaomei fell into deep thought: "Tell me, if I want him to help me find my husband's true body, what conditions do I need? For example, money?"
Qin Rong sneered: "What he pursues is beyond the ordinary, and he won't help you check it."
Ye Xiaomei sighed. If that was the case, then unless Ma Qijun took the initiative to come looking for her, she would never be able to find him.
The air was eerily quiet. Qin Rong said weakly, "I don't have much time left. Can you do me one last favor?"
Ye Xiaomei was brought back to reality: "Tell me about it."
Regulatory Research Institute No. 7, Laboratory.
Ye Xiaomei used her fingerprint to unlock the door and had a smooth journey.
Next to the transport capsule, Qin Rong explained in detail the use of the transport capsule.
Qin Rong entered the transport capsule like a wisp of green smoke, with a look of absolute confusion on his dead face.
"Ye Xiaomei, I have told you everything. Whether we can save China's lifeline depends on you. But I have also told you the consequences. It is up to you to decide whether you are willing to sacrifice yourself or leave it to fate."
Ye Xiaomei nodded, feeling very complicated. She had never thought from the beginning to the end that an ordinary person like her would bear such a heavy responsibility.
But at this moment, the huge mountain in Ye Xiaomei's heart was Ma Qijun. She had to find him and find out what was going on no matter what.
"Are you sure this setup will reach the space you mentioned?"
Qin Rong sighed with resentment and sadness: "Alas... In the end, it's just a dream-making game. Just like what 312 said, how do you know that this world is not virtual? How do you know that living is not just a dream? And dreams are the real life. Whether you can reach it or not is just the difference between whether the dream can come true or not."
Ye Xiaomei was slightly startled. When she heard these words, she felt inexplicably struck by a wake-up call.
According to the 312 theory, this world is actually just a quantum entanglement of various energies. In this case, it is actually virtual. All overlapping spaces are in one space, but they are in different dimensions so we cannot see them.
Ye Xiaomei subconsciously looked at the experimental room 312 behind her: "Qin Rong, wait a minute."
Ye Xiaomei did not rush to close the cabin door, but turned around and opened the dark room 312.
Sure enough, Mr. Shu stood there motionless as if he had merged with the wall, his messy beard and hair covering most of his skinny face.
"You're here again?"
This time, Mr. Shu spoke first before Ye Xiaomei could say anything.
As he woke up his breathing became smoother.
He grinned, revealing two rows of yellow teeth that hadn't been cleaned in who knows how many years:
"I knew you would come to me again. Did you find that what I said was right? These living people are the poor ones who can't tell right from wrong and have a world upside down? They always only pursue the surface of things, but they don't know that their eyes, noses, and mouths can also deceive people."
Ye Xiaomei's scalp tingled when she heard this, but she was exceptionally calm this time. She had personally experienced Yang Shen's departure and there were things she couldn't accept:
"Mr. Shu, if that's the case, then the soul traveling across time is not traveling across time, right?"
Mr. Shu chuckled, "I've known you're smart. That's right. It's not called traveling through time at all. It's just like the colorful world is just information transmitted by the eyes. The delicious food is just energy information transmitted by the taste buds. It's like in a dog's world, shit smells the best.
So, the so-called soul traveling across time is nothing more than letting go of the scent, time, etc. that define the nature. How is it different from dreaming? Maybe in another dimension, the soul is still alive and well, even with both parents, or with different professions. There are as many selves as there are dimensions. Do you believe it?"
Ye Xiaomei turned around in surprise and looked towards the place where the cabin door had not been closed yet:
"You mean, create your own dreams?"
"How real you think this world is will determine how deeply you fall into it. Everything is created by the mind. What do you think, little girl? The soul leaving the body is nothing more than creating another virtual world that matches the present."
As he spoke, Mr. Shu pointed toward the distant experimental cabin and suddenly burst into laughter.
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