No one knew how much smoke was in the room, but the white filaments had reached such an extent that they interfered with vision, and the doctor with messy hair in front of him seemed to be deliberately burying himself in a place of low visibility.

So, as soon as he threw a cigarette butt into the ashtray on the table, he lit another cigarette and took a beautiful puff.

"If you're just in a hurry to get your lungs rotten, I can make something for you that works quickly," said a little girl who was only twelve or thirteen years old, holding her face.

"Don't bother, my lungs will repair themselves." The doctor muttered, "Don't interrupt, where did I just go?" ”

"The Composition of the Universe" a woman with strange makeup and a nurse's uniform responded helplessly.

"Oh, yes, this is it." Ziliang said: "Everything has a framework, and the universe in which we live is naturally like this, gravity allows things to be implicated with each other, forming a whole around one; The speed of light limits the maximum speed so that we don't run too far and see things we shouldn't; Life defines the time of an individual's existence, lest something grow out of its control. ”

"Well, it does sound interesting, similar to the description of the Creator in some 'theological books', and the universe is like a box created by the Creator, and in the box, there are all kinds of restrictions to ensure the stability of the inside of the box," Hannibal said lightly.

"Oh? Is there such a statement in those theological books, so it seems that the authors are not all made up? Ziliang nodded and said, "Indeed, the box is a very apt metaphor, but it is not all right, because the universe is not a single box, but an infinite number. ”

"Endless?"

"Yes, it's too many to put into numbers."

"But why do you have so many boxes?" Shirley asked again.

"This is a very complex problem, and it is not the focus of our concern, the current point is that these boxes are part of the universe, so they all follow an unchanging framework, and those blank parts are filled by the box itself at will, at will to the strange and unscrupulous, and each of these boxes is a plane, at this moment, our 'eternal coffin' is in the gap between the boxes and the boxes!" Ziliang pointed to the empty virtual realm outside the window and said.

"Well, I don't really care about boxes or jars, I just want to know that what we are facing in the next plane is this 'god' who can set the framework of the universe, right?" Quinn shrugged his shoulders and asked, "That's great, you've got us an interesting opponent, so now we just have to wait quietly to enter the plane and then be slapped to death by the gods, right?" ”

"Of course not." Ziliang responded: "In fact, this 'god' has no way to find me at all. ”

"Huh? What does that mean? Didn't you say it was already eyeing you? Shirley asked again.

"Staring at me and finding me are two different things Well, let me give you an example, for example, the universe we live in is an adult, and our existence is just a group of cells wandering in his body, we are flowing around among its hundreds of billions of internal organs, and finally one day, this adult did a blood test, and found that our group of cells was about to escape to his liver, but he couldn't determine which cell in the liver was wrong."

“…… But...... Haven't we moved on to the next plane yet? Then we can take advantage of the fact that we can change the plane, we can go to the lungs, go to the kidneys, why do we have to go to the liver and throw ourselves into the net? Hannibal asked, confused.

"This is not as simple as you say, don't forget, time is defined by this 'god-sama', so he can easily predict in advance where we are going, no matter how we change it, it is useless, because in the ordinary sense of 'first' and 'after', in its eyes, is simply a boring definition."

"Suddenly, I feel that we are a little pitiful." Quinn muttered, "Then since it's difficult for the 'gods' to find us, why do you look scared, just hide carefully." ”

"It's a good idea, but it can't find me, but it still has a way to kill me."

"Huh? What's the solution? ”

Ziliang took a puff of cigarette: "It's going to crush the whole liver"

There was silence again.

"Isn't this a little too much to look up to you, you are just a small cell to him."

"Don't underestimate cells, the mutation of one cell can lead to the collapse of an entire living entity." Shirley corrected.

"Okay, you can talk about your biology class later, I haven't finished it yet." Ziliang interrupted the conversation between the two ladies: "Although the 'Great Universe Consciousness' is ready to crush the entire plane, it can't really destroy this plane, just like I said, each plane has a framework, and this framework cannot be destroyed, so the Great Universe Consciousness can only destroy the things within those frameworks. ”

"Within the frame?"

"Yes, so in the next plane, we may face an unrecognizable, unreasonable world, this world may be in various forms, terrifying, dangerous, narrow, crazy, even funny, but one thing will not change, that is, this world will try to kill us. Moreover, the cosmic consciousness will also project itself into this plane to find and destroy us. ”

"Well, it's really a thoughtful treatment, then, what will be the projection of the great cosmic consciousness?"

"Nobody knows, because it can be anything, a person, a rabbit, a pile of rocks, a sound, a race, or even anything you can't even think of." Ziliang said: "However, as long as it projects itself into the box, it must also abide by the rules in the box, that is, it must be a reasonable thing, so"

"So it can be destroyed." Hannibal took Ziliang's words.

"Yes, in fact, originally, I was going to save my life as the main purpose, but to be honest, the ascension of our last plane is really a bit beyond imagination, so I want to try if I can bet a little bigger." Ziliang said, his eyes swept over the people present: "As for my chips...... It's you, so here, I'd like to ask for your thoughts."

"Of course I don't have a problem either." Harley Quinn suddenly rushed to answer. She even put on an eager expression: "When I meet Little Pudding in the future, I can tell him that I once smashed the skull of the 'god'" and she seemed to be in a wonderful daydream.

"I agree, but I need its projection product as a culture source for the virus." This sentence was said by Shirley.

"I agree." Hannibal also said: "But I have the condition, if the projection of the consciousness of the universe is really a rabbit or a person, then its corpse, I have to cut off a piece." ”

"Uh." Ziliang just wanted to say something.

"But you can't cut your heart and your brain." Shirley suddenly turned to Hannibal and said, "My culture source needs to have some integrity, and I need to keep track of the 'gods' response to the T-virus. ”

"I'm sorry, I can't promise you." Hannibal tilted his head slightly and said: "The heart beats thousands of times, making its flesh the tightest muscle in the body, and the brain, because of its abundant nerves and blood supply, is more tender than other parts."

"What are you talking about, that's a 'god', and its death should contribute to science, not to be used for cooking!"

……

Ziliang looked at the two guys who suddenly quarreled, and the nurse at the door who was immersed in lewdness and had a distorted expression on her face, and suddenly felt a little pain in her head.

…… Do these people really understand what they are going to face? Why do you look like you're going on a trip? And the old man downstairs doesn't seem to take this seriously at all, and he doesn't even bother to listen to it.

He just thought helplessly......

Suddenly!

The entire hospital shook.

Then, it was pitch black......

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