If they had known each other before, it would be a huge pit and he didn't want to jump down at all.
"Hmm..." Her voice faded away.
At three o'clock in the afternoon, they arrived at a cave. The cave was relatively hidden, with green grass covering the entrance.
Xili had exhausted all her strength, and curled up into a large white ball, leaning against the corner of the cave. When Su Mingan walked over, she rolled him up in her white fur.
"You go to sleep, I don't want to sleep." Su Mingan leaned on her fur.
"Save your energy and wait for Xiaobai to leave," said Ashley.
"...She won't leave." Su Mingan said.
Even if the forest is burned down, Xiaobai will find him.
"Then I won't sleep either. If she comes looking for me, I'll take you away immediately." Ashley sat up, maintaining her animal form, with her tail wagging.
"It turns out that everyone in Luowasha can return to their original form, so can I also become a jellyfish?" Su Mingan suddenly had an idea: "Lü Shu will become a bat, Yamada will become a machine, Mizushima Kawase will become a glutton..."
"Well, returning to the original state is the strongest. But... the jellyfish is an exception. It has lost its limbs and may be weaker." said Ashley.
Su Mingan thought about it. Indeed. It would be better not to change into a jellyfish, leaving only a pool of softness.
They leaned quietly against the cave, waiting, when low singing began to sound.
Clear, long and slow, like a narrative poem before bed.
"What are you singing?" Su Mingan asked casually.
“A song I wrote before.”
"The previous generation of the Rin tribe had time to write songs?"
"I don't know... Before I became a Rin, I seemed to be someone else. I can't remember. But I did write a song like this. I still remember..."
She leaned over and spit out a red crystal ball, which contained a clean piece of paper:
"Someone once gave me this thing. He said he would come to get it next time. I don't remember who he was, but you look very familiar to me. Look at this thing. Could you be him?"
Her claws pierced the crystal ball and Su Mingan saw the contents of the paper.
It was just a casual question, but the moment he saw the paper, Su Mingan unexpectedly received a pleasant surprise.
This is... Twelve Stories.
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[Twelve Stories, Part Two, "A Strawberry Shortcake in the Building of Modern Science"]
【——Science no longer exists. 】
[When they realized this, the entire Poincare Institute was shocked. They repeatedly calculated those once fixed values, those concise and exquisite formulas - but found that the measurement results were not the same once.]
[This means the collapse of the edifice of modern physics. Those papers and scientific research results that we were once proud of have become like snowflakes of waste paper. No matter how many generations of development there are, intelligent life can only repeat meaningless results and will never be able to reach the other side of the lofty truth.]
[This news quickly spread across the continent. Before people realized the disaster it would bring to civilization, they first felt auras.]
[With a snap. Like fire lighting fire, like the sun lighting the sun.]
【Simple, magical, romantic, and clear. 】
【This is the aura. 】
[People began to discover that some of the inspirations that flashed through their minds would suddenly become reality at some point. For example, the strawberry shortcake that they imagined yesterday afternoon suddenly appeared on their plate today, and the taste and appearance were consistent with their imagination.]
[“Ridiculous! How ridiculous! The modern physics edifice that humans have painstakingly built over tens of millions of years is not as good as a strawberry shortcake that suddenly appeared! Haha, hahahahahaha… I must be dead to see such a ridiculous paradise!” Dean Kyle, the leader of the manned space program, drank hangover soup like crazy. This respectable gentleman let the alcohol stain his bow tie, hoping to wake up from this ridiculous dream, but people who have never drunk alcohol know that this is not a dream.]
【People are beginning to and must realize that science no longer exists. 】
[Rigorous, realistic, precise, and objective modern science suddenly ceased to exist.]
[Some people with high spirituality began to use this spirituality. They found that for this fleeting spirituality, the most appropriate way was to record it with words or ink. 】
[They began to break away from the rut of the physics building, wielding their ink pens to record the flashes of inspiration that came to their minds again and again... More and more "strawberry shortcakes" appeared.]
[They may have many strawberries, the crust may be crispy, or the filling may be sweet fruit... Every "strawberry shortbread" is different, just like dead science. ]
[Following this, there were floating apples that did not rely on Newton's law of gravity, super-accelerated shot puts that did not conform to Galileo's laws, and mechanical perpetual motion machines that mocked Aristotle's wisdom... They appeared so abruptly, yet seemed so reasonable. With just a flick of the pen tip, something that violated a theorem that had existed for tens of millions of years was born.]
[On this day, tens of thousands of people lost their faith and fell from tall buildings, including the poor gentleman Dean Carr. I think he was looking for a world without drunkenness.]
[People are like ravens walking on the frozen Arctic Ocean. They have always relied on the signs brought by scientific data, followed the wisdom of their ancestors for thousands of years, and used data and papers to innovate the direction of their faces over and over again. Until the ice suddenly melted...they fell into the sea. And the long walk made them lose the strength to flap their wings. ]
[Some people floated up with aura, gradually grew flesh and wings, and returned to the sky. Some people sank and drowned with the old scientific theorems, losing their dream of crossing the Arctic Ocean.]
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