in the monitoring room.

Everyone looked at what appeared on the screen.

Mr. A walked to the door of the bookstore.

Then, he seemed to knock on the door.

And the moment he knocked on the door, the picture was distorted.

In the blurry and distorted picture, people only see that the figure of Mr. A seems to be flattened by something.

He slowly began to flatten.

"Two-dimensional ......" is a concept that belongs only to science, and suddenly appears in people's minds.

Li Shouyi stood up suddenly.

Because he remembered what the most outstanding foreign scientist in the history of the Federal Empire, a fellow of the University of Newton, said in his later years: the end of science is theology......

After the revival of Reiki, a new version appeared in the circle of psychic research experts of the Federal Empire: the end of metaphysics is science!

So......

Are psionics right?

Metaphysics develops to the end, but it is actually science?!

But how is this possible?

Li Shouyi frowned.

What is Metaphysics? Unpredictable, irregular, and hardly two identical psionic structures!

But......

On the screen, Mr. A, who is becoming two-dimensional, seems to be explaining a new explanation.

Perhaps, the reason why human beings can't find the law and can't figure out the truth of spiritual energy.

It's just that the knowledge that human beings have is too shallow!

Just as primitive people couldn't understand why 1+1 equals 2.

Today's human beings are still unclear about even the most basic things of psionic energy.

Therefore, we can only think of those things that cannot be understood as gods, just like primitive people? And think that it is a metaphysics that cannot be explained or inducted?!

Just as Li Shouyi was thinking, the distorted picture on the screen suddenly returned to normal.

Under the camera, the lights of the bookstore, which had been turned off, turned on.

White light, reflected through the doors and windows.

Mr. A, who had already been inevitably two-dimensional, returned to three-dimensional almost instantly.

Looking at this picture, Li Shouyi took a deep breath.

If an object is made two-dimensional, he can still understand.

After all, scientists fantasize about such a thing.

But in an instant, a two-dimensional creature was restored to three dimensions unscathed.

That's really ......

He looked at the staff in the monitoring room, many of whom were experts in psionic research.

And now each of them has their mouths wide open.

Speechless in amazement!

Because what I see now is really beyond imagination and incomprehensible!

From 3D to 2D and from 2D to 3D.

The owner of the bookstore didn't show up, and he had already played with the rules of the universe and the basic physics rules of the world in the palm of his hand.

This is not something that God can do anymore!

I'm afraid that the so-called gods are just ants in front of him!

Because, Li Shouyi now knows, I'm afraid as long as he wants.

You can wipe the earth and even the entire solar system from the universe at your fingertips!

The difficulty is roughly equivalent to a student holding a blackboard eraser and erasing a picture on the blackboard.

Can God do it?

………………………………

Ling Ping opened the door and looked at the man standing in the doorway.

He wears a strange mask.

What appears to be a sphinx-faced monster on the mask?

This made Ling Ping'an curious: "Why do you wear a mask?" ”

"Is it because he's too ugly to see people...... he thought, "or is it because he's hurt on his face?" ”

Of course, there is a third possibility - this is a punk!

It's just that there are very few punks in the homeland.

Ling Ping'an had not been in contact with it either, so he did not think about it in that direction.

As for the gangsters or anything, Ling Ping didn't think about it.

Because there are so many security posts in this neighborhood, Ling Ping'an believes that it is impossible for the police uncles to let a criminal move freely on the street.

100% trust in the Federal Police!

So, he asked strangely, "Excuse me, Your Excellency, who are you?" ”

…………………………………………

Mr. A looked at the person in front of him.

He felt a little dry mouth, and his vocal cords seemed to have lost their vocal function.

He thought about his own experience.

The soul couldn't help but shudder.

Looking at the person in front of him again, he no longer has half a point of contempt.

Unfortunately, he couldn't speak at all.

He tried to open his mouth, but in the end he could only make a whine.

There was no way, so he had to stretch out his hand and point to the cat goddess in Ling Ping'an's arms, and hurriedly expressed it in sign language.

Ling Ping'an looked at the masked stranger in front of him, and then listened to the whining sound in his throat.

Immediately understood: "It turned out to be a disabled ......"

"What a pathetic!"

He looked out at the night, and thought that this poor man was still going out in the middle of the night, and knocking on doors from door to door, just to beg for a good meal tomorrow.

The sympathy in his heart suddenly overflowed.

There is no way, the most unsightly thing for him is the poor man.

It's easy to empathize!

It's just that......

Ling Ping'an knew that simply giving money or things would not solve the poor man's predicament.

After thinking about it, he smiled and said, "Your Excellency, are you here to ask for my help?" ”

The other party whined and pointed at Ling Ping'an, pointed to himself, and nodded.

"Got it!" Ling Ping'an smiled very kindly, and then warmly took the poor man's hand, and touched the calluses on his hands.

There was a little more compassion in his heart.

So, he took the poor man by the hand, took him by the hand, and sat him down on the couch.

"Your Excellency, please wait a while......" Ling Ping'an smiled and said to him, "I'll contact someone......"

It is better to teach a man to fish than to teach him to fish!

Ancient scholars have already explained this problem very clearly.

So......

Ling Ping'an immediately thought of it and turned to state agencies for help!

A disabled person, a disabled person who may be disfigured.

A poor man wandering the streets.

Simply giving money can't save him, and simply giving things can't help him.

The only thing that can change and save him is to send him to the rescue center of the Federal Empire.

Let him go there, learn a technique that he can earn a living from, and get a temporary place to eat and lodging.

In this way, after he learns the skills from the rescue center, he can create wealth with his own hands!

Ling Ping'an turned around and was about to pick up the phone and dial the number left by the kind police officer Mr. last time.

As a result, as soon as he turned around, he saw more than a dozen women in black burqas appear at the door.

Ling Ping'an looked at these people, and then turned his head to look at the masked disabled person.

"You're all in this together?" Ling Ping'an asked.

The other nodded.

"Alas!" Ling Ping'an sighed, and he automatically made up these people as poor people who were begging for tomorrow's livelihood in the middle of the night.

"Come in!" Ling Ping sighed.

The women standing at the door seemed to be a little scared.

"Come in!" Ling Ping'an had no choice but to say again: "It's okay, don't worry!" ”

It seems to be to back up his rhetoric.

Kitten Best jumped on his shoulder.

Meow!

The kitten barked softly.