Chapter 200

Lu Ziming's head is about to explode. A series of things have twisted his low IQ into a congee. Those few scientific knowledge can't explain the strange things. It's strange why these things happen to him. Now he doesn't dare to tell others about this experience, otherwise he will be sent to a mental hospital.

Heard of: one day in the mountains, the story of thousands of years in the world.

The main idea of the story is: in ancient times, a young woodcutter went up the mountain to cut firewood. When he went down the mountain, he met two elders playing chess in a cave. He put firewood and axe beside the cave and stood watching chess. The wonderful game between the two sides made him forget to return. He hurried down the mountain after being reminded by the old man. Now he found that his axe handle was rotten. After going down the mountain, he was at a loss and found that the original village had changed. After inquiry, his relatives had already become the ancestors of several generations. It turned out that he had entered the fairyland by mistake on the mountain.

Of course, this is a myth and legend. No one knows the authenticity of this story, but now Lu Ziming believes that this story may be true, which may be mixed with some exaggerated elements.

He first thought of the problem of time velocity discussed in physics class: when the velocity is closer to the speed of light, the longer time and the shorter space.

The speed of light is the limit of speed. When the speed reaches the speed of light, time and space stop.

Speed is also a relative movement. The closer the speed is to the speed of light, the slower time passes. In terms of speed, it becomes a slow lens. The relative speed becomes slower, but it can never exceed the speed of light. If it exceeds the speed of light, time will flow back.

Specifically, suppose that time is also a matter with speed. Like light, the speed is also very fast, which is similar to the speed of light. The speed of false time passing is X. when the speed y of the spacecraft approaches x, the speed of time is X-Y relative to time, so it is much smaller than the speed X of people's time on the earth.

In fact, it can be thought that time is only a scale added by human beings. The speed of time passing in all parts of the universe is different.

If there is no problem with the above theory, the time flow rate of falling into the closed space is about three times that of the earth, that is, three years in the closed space is equivalent to one year on the earth. I think I spent nearly two years in the closed space, which is actually only equivalent to more than half a year on the earth.

He didn't know why the time velocity happened. Just like the young woodcutter, he didn't notice the change of the time velocity at all. Ironically, I don't know whether my age should be 20 or 21.

This is a terrible and wonderful experience. It feels like a frog at the bottom of a well climbing out of the bottom of the well and discovering a larger world. Under the horror, he instinctively wants to go back to the bottom of the well, which is the world he is familiar with.

People have an instinctive fear of the unknown. Ye Gong likes dragons. When real dragons appear, they are scared to death; People who talk about ghost stories in life don't think there are ghosts in this world, otherwise they would have been scared to death by ghosts and gods; While exploring aliens, human beings are not ready to accept the reality of the existence of aliens. Human beings are such a contradictory existence.

In physics class, when teachers talk about future space jump, quantum transmission and deep space exploration, will humans still think it is out of reach when these imaginary theories appear one day?

What solidifies is not theory, but people's thinking. I don't know who said this, but when an indigenous person is suddenly sent to a modern city, it can be believed that he is afraid and shocked. He will reject all the technologies he sees and regard them as magic and gods. Now Lu Ziming is the indigenous person.

The flow of time not only changed his time, but also changed his state of mind. He could not accept a phenomenon that he could not explain. He began to fear, began to fear, and began to close himself, not thinking about what happened to him.

"Road, are you all right!" Zhuoma found Lu Ziming with dull eyes, sitting on the grass with a stiff body, holding her head in her hands, as if she was in great pain.

Some of him lost his mind. He seems to be pressing a huge stone on his chest. He doesn't know what is real. Is the real zombie world real? Or the civilized era full of pollution and garbage, or a closed space, he found that he would go crazy if he thought about it again.

He doesn't know why he, a little fart at the bottom, only wants to spend his life peacefully. Will he go through so many things in a short time? Do others have the same experience as himself?

He was really a little afraid. This fear came not from the body, but from the depths of the soul. It was real fear and trembling.

"Nothing, just wondering why I don't remember the time," he said in flashing words.

Zhuoma continued to nibble at the colorful fruits in her hand with relish. She didn't notice Lu Ziming's gaffe at all. She waved her whip and said, "in fact, time is * * * *, if you say he has it, if you say he doesn't, I'll never remember what time it is. If it wasn't for the summer Lake Festival, I wouldn't know what date it is today?"

Time is really meaningless for an ethnic group with a slow pace of life. They just need to know when and where to graze. The strict division of time is only a matter of recent hundreds of years. For thousands of years, except that agriculture needs a general spring, long summer, autumn harvest and winter storage, time really has no meaning.

"I think too much. Maybe I've been homesick for a long time," Lu Ziming continued to hide his inner fear and mocked himself.

Perhaps it was because she heard about her home that Zhuoma's face darkened and her hands trembled. She looked at the increasingly lively camp as if she was saying to herself, "one day, I will take back what I have lost. No matter how long it takes, they will pay for everything they have done...".

"What did you say?" Lu Ziming didn't know what Zhuoma had just said.

"Are you an able man?" Zhuoma asked suddenly.

"No", he doesn't want to cause trouble for himself. Seltan's killing of the wolf king will soon spread. A superman can't not attract attention. He just wants to leave here.

"You lie, you Chinese are very cunning. If you were an ordinary person, you wouldn't live now?" Zhuoma turned her head and looked at Lu Ziming.

Lu Ziming suddenly found that he had made a huge mistake, and he was wrong from the beginning. Just as Zhuoma said, if he was an ordinary person, how to explain his appearance on the grassland now.

The more he thought about it, the more he found something wrong. Even Zhuoma could find something strange. Why didn't sanar ask them that their lies were so flawed that everyone believed them. Can't it explain the problem?

"Lu! Do you have toilet paper? I want to relieve!"