Sixteen years have passed, and Brian laments that he no longer looks like he is in his prime, but the years have not left any traces on that face. In the past sixteen years, he has become friends with this young man with a sad and decrepit back, but except for knowing that his name is Nanyi, he doesn't know where he comes from, and he doesn't know where his strange abilities come from...

Brian barely made it to Mont Blanc. At the top of this peak, which is less than twenty or thirty square meters, snow and rocks occupy most of it, and the huts seem insignificant. Pushing open the wooden door, I looked around at the stone hut in front of me, with its simple wooden beds, wooden tables and chairs, which looked like a place where a monk faced the wall. No wonder his son Ian said: Nan Yi is pretending to be forced with his life. Only he knew the real reason why Nan Yi had to be alone in this hut all the time.

The hut was empty, and Brian had a sense of foreboding, and he had searched everywhere he could. Is there any connection between this particular night and Nanyi? He stepped out of the hut and stood on the top of the snowy peaks and looked into the distance. The snow-capped mountains are vast, and the bulging backs rise and fall like monsters in the deep blue tone, and it is impossible to say whether they are beautiful or ghostly.

Brian's helplessness has increased dramatically, sixteen years, he can't solve the mystery of Nanyi's life experience, and he can't let him live like a normal person, but he and Christotherborg are becoming more and more inseparable from him. The cold wind cut through his white beard, and he coughed violently, after all, he was an old man in his sixties, and his thinking and action were not as good as before. Now, he needs a pair of shoulders to face the unforeseen situation of the Texas monitoring station with him. He searched eagerly, expecting a message from a creature who did not belong to this world. There was a faint red glow behind a steep mountain, and Brian was literally hobbling past, his lungs like they were about to explode due to altitude sickness.

Beneath the mountain, there was a cloud of red smoke, and Brian approached. The smoke was wrapped in scattered ice chips, tumbling and spinning violently, like a hovering eye of a storm devouring everything around it, and there seemed to be dark red magma roaring and expanding in the center. Brian only felt a sharp pain all over his body, and his eyes bulged, as if they were about to burst out of his sockets with a sticky brain. His heart was pounding, and his blood was boiling so much that he couldn't breathe. It's like a vacuum pressure cooker, which can explode at any time.

He had heard Nan Yi describe this scene after being hypnotized: the space was torn open a gap, the red-hot magma wrapped in thunder and lightning exploded in the sky, making a loud noise, mushroom clouds rose into the sky, the earth shook, the night became day, a large area of the forest was scorched, and people within a radius of kilometers were severely burned. Brian thought it was ridiculous at the time, because it could be matched by the Tunguska explosion in the Siberian forests of Russia only a century ago. However, Nan Yi looked like he was only in his twenties, and he couldn't have seen it with his own eyes. "I've watched too many sci-fi movies!" This was the unanimous conclusion reached by Brian and the hypnotic master at that time.

The air thinned out, the smoke cleared, and Brian could see what appeared to be a figure in the center of the magma.

"Nanyi?!" Brian shouted.

Brian knew that when Nan Yi's energy was not controlled, it would glow and heat up, and physically, it was most likely a microwave effect caused by molecular resonance. This has happened to some people who have spontaneously combusted reactions, but Nan Yi is the only survivor, which is why he has to be alone in the snow peak from time to time. But such a terrible scene in front of him, Brian has seen it for the first time.

"Nanyi!" Brian called again.

The man in the fiery purgatory opened his eyes suddenly. With an earth-shattering bang, magma erupted like bullets, sending sparks and smoke billowing from the surrounding rocks. Brian did everything he could to avoid being hurt by the magma, and he gasped, can a person with this kind of power still be considered human? Could it be true that what Nan Yi is telling is that Russia's Tunguska explosion is going to happen again?

However, Nan Yi's fiery red body gradually dimmed, and he raised his arm, and the knuckled muscles on his arm were like steel out of the oven, evaporating with red mist. "Go away!" He groaned, like the low roar of a dragon. Black and red magma roamed around Nan Yi like a dense network, and Brian quickly dodged behind a boulder in the distance. Nan Yi spread his arms, and a silver-white lightning bolt accompanied by a huge air current, roared and slammed straight into the steep snow-covered mountains opposite. The snow shook violently, the snow trembled violently, and a sound like the roar of a car engine came louder and louder from somewhere on the slope, and the slope quickly collapsed to form a huge snow basin. The snow basin was stuffed, and finally, the broken snow basin tore a hole. The ice and snow were like wild horses, galloping and roaring, carrying huge waves of air and white smoke, pouring down towards the ravine where the red light was.

Brian leaped to his feet, dodging the avalanche, while Nan Yi remained in place, generously waiting for the baptism of snow.

Snow waves rolled, burying everything beneath the mountains, and the Alps whimpered under the deep blue sky. A big meteor pierced the sky from west to east as it did sixteen years ago, and the beautiful blue tail flickered with sparks, and the deep blue sky and the blue snow-capped mountains blended in an instant under the firelight, pure as a new life. Brian circled, eagerly calling out the name of "Nan Yi". The tumbling blue snow wave suddenly cracked a gap, and a bright blue light burst out of the cocoon against the meteor, and they became entangled until the meteor disappeared between the skylines...

Brian sighed lightly: how could a small avalanche hurt Nanyi.

Nan Yi landed smoothly, and his posture was strong and straight. He looked up and stared at the sky shimmering with the afterglow of meteors, his gaze sad and gentle. The figure, the face, was still the same as sixteen years ago: lonely, cold and arrogant, but perfect, clean and without a trace of impurities.

"What happened? Are you okay? Brian stepped forward and asked eagerly.

"The Casimir effect. Parallel-plate capacitors create an attractive pressure in a vacuum radiation field, which is caused by a smaller than normal number of virtual particles in the radiation field. When the energy returns to equilibrium, the virtual particles are annihilated. Nan Yi's voice explained flatly, as if reading out Baidu Encyclopedia.

A virtual particle is a type of particle that does exist in quantum mechanics and has a measurable effect, which exists in the form of force. According to the uncertainty principle of quantum mechanics, the energy in the universe fluctuates around a fixed total value in a short period of time, and the particles produced from this energy fluctuation are virtual particles. As a quantum physicist at Yale University, Brian certainly knows what a virtual particle is, a particle that was once thought to never be directly detectable, a particle that is thought to be related to dark matter, dark energy, and a particle that may be the creator of the real world. How can such particles appear in the human body? Brian tried to question, but the biting cold wind burrowed into his lungs, and he coughed violently again...

Snow foam falls, avalanches sweep away, meteor afterglow dissipates, and mountains return to tranquility.

Nan Yi looked at the sky quietly, and under the slightly frowning brow, his dark gray eyes flashed with deeper sadness. He turned to Brian and reached out to brush the snow off the old man's shoulder, his tone cold and calm: "Doctor, you didn't rush up the mountain in such a hurry just to discuss the Casimir effect with me, did you?" ”

"Of course. Six—six crop circles at the same time in Wilt, England...," Brian gasped.

"Let's go down the mountain!"

Nanyi's language was short and clear, Brian had long been accustomed to his form of language, and he wanted to lift his spirits and go down the mountain in one go, but the dull pain in his lungs made him unable to lift his feet. He glanced at Nan Yi in annoyance, Nan Yi was expressionless, but he stretched out his palm to him. Brian's heart was hot, knowing that this was a man with a habit of cleanliness, and he wouldn't have physical contact with anyone unless he was exceptional. Like a child, Brian shook the hand with joy. The hand in his hand is not at all like his appearance, the fingers are slender, the palm is ruddy, and the palm is soft and warm. The hand strained slightly, and a force pierced Brian's heart, and his breathing steadied ...

The power returned to Brian's body, and he pulled Nan Yi over, checking up and down as if he were his own son, to make sure there were no injuries. The stone sculpture didn't even refuse, his orange-petaled lips slightly hooked, meekly accepting Brian's fiddling...