July 1......

Zhou Zhen looked at the date again and determined that today was July 2nd.

This last piece of news is the message that "Luo Yuchen" gave him yesterday.

Moreover, Luo Yuchen obviously knew about the treatment he received in the underground clinic......

In addition, most of the other party's illness is also a "digital virus"!

This is a friend of the original owner of the body, and at the same time, a friend of the original owner!

Zhou Zhen quickly wrote down all these chat records, he couldn't help but yawn after being busy for so long, feeling very tired, so he got up and turned over clean clothes from the closet, went to the bathroom for a quick shower, and then went back to the bed to lie down, his eyes just closed, and he fell asleep directly......

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Afternoon classroom.

The sunlight sprinkled through the treetops and dappled the room, and the electric fans were noisy and noisy, trying to stir up the heat wave indoors.

"From this, we conclude that the collapse index of the second universe is m......"

“……”

"Life...... Fourth Dimension...... Linear motion ......"

“……”

"Conservation...... Calculation ......"

In a daze, Zhou Zhen raised his head and saw complex geometric diagrams, parabolic diagrams, and equations drawn on the blackboard......

The math teacher was standing on the podium, whip in hand, tapping vigorously on the blackboard full of formulas, and explaining the problem hoarsely.

The desks were full of students, all of whom were taking notes seriously.

This is...... Math lessons?

How did you fall asleep in math class?

Zhou Zhen rubbed his eyes, sat up straight, and began to listen carefully.

But I don't know why, no matter how carefully he listened, he couldn't hear what the teacher said.

He couldn't help but be a little anxious, and quietly turned his head to look at the notes of his tablemate.

The table sitting next to him was a boy with a cut airplane head, wearing a pair of thick glasses, a few pimples on his forehead and chin, and a white polo shirt with a navy blue collar.

Zhou Zhen looked at the notes at the same table, which were densely written with complex formulas, figures, and symbols, but they seemed to be completely different from those drawn on the teacher's blackboard.

He shifted to look at another classmate across the aisle.

This classmate has dyed red hair, wears a skull earring, wears a yellow basketball jersey printed with No. 23, white sports pants, and a pure black wrist guard on his wrist, his eyes are slender, and there is an inconspicuous small scar on his eyebrow bone, and his temperament is a little unruly.

Like Zhou Zhen's tablemates, the red-haired classmate was also listening to the lecture while concentrating on taking notes, his notes were full of data, curves, and formulas...... It's just that the drawings on the blackboard at the same table as Zhou Zhen and the teacher are completely different.

Zhou Zhen was puzzled and wanted to peek at the notes of other students, but at this moment, the classroom suddenly fell silent, and even the rustling of the tip of the pen across the paper stopped abruptly.

He realized that something was wrong, and when he looked up, he saw that the math teacher had come down from the podium and stood condescendingly in front of his desk, staring at him without blinking.

Zhou Zhen hurriedly sat down, picked up the pen, and pretended to remember the notes on the blackboard.

But as soon as he opened the notebook in front of him, he saw that his notes were also full of complex formulas, graphs, and theorems...... It's just that this note has no resemblance to his tablemate, the red-haired male classmate, and the board book on the teacher's blackboard.

At this time, the math teacher said sternly: "Zhou Zhen, you come to answer this question!" ”

Answering the question?

Which question is it?!

Zhou Zhen stood up with a stiff face, he didn't even know what the teacher was asking now!

Thinking about countermeasures in his heart, Zhou Zhen immediately looked at the table at his side, and secretly kicked the other party under the table with his foot, wanting to give himself a hint at the same table.

The machine at the same table raised his head, turned to look at him a little, and said without hesitation: "The answer is 33678489." ”

33678489？

Zhou Zhen was about to answer directly, but another classmate in front of him turned his head sharply and said with a hollow expression: "The answer is 4588962528." ”

4588962528？

33678489 answer? Or is it 4588962528?

Zhou Zhen suddenly felt a cracking pain in his head.

At this time, the classmates in the classroom turned their heads one by one and looked at him.

The answer is 985711548......"

"The answer is 50241057......"

The answer is 141815071......"

In an instant, countless answers and countless numbers poured into Zhou Zhen's mind like a flood!

Zhou Zhen's head became more and more painful, he hugged his head tightly with both hands, slammed the table and chair in pain, and fell heavily to the ground.

The answer is 3514151.891274......"

"The answer is ......"

Answer......

The answers in his ears continued, and more and more numbers and more and more answers in the classroom were overwhelming, completely engulfing him in the blink of an eye.

The experience of that day in the morgue seemed to be played out again.

Zhou Zhen's entire brain seemed to explode all at once.

"Ah!!h

With a terrible scream, Zhou Zhen suddenly opened his eyes.

He gasped for breath, his clothes soaked with sweat.

It's a dream again!

This night, I was so tired from sleeping!

The cold air was blowing in his face, Zhou Zhen gradually eased up, he glanced around, the kitchen was still clean and cold and unpopular, the TV facing him had entered a dormant state, and the whole wall was a distant and deep starry sky, and the huge time display was "02:00", like plankton, slowly cruising in this virtual starry sky.

He sat alone on the couch, his clothes a little wrinkled, as if they had been pressed while sleeping.

The whole room was very quiet, and Zhou Jianqiang didn't seem to have come back yet.

This...... When I slept just now, I was obviously lying on the bed, why was I in the living room?

Sleepwalking on your own?

Maybe it was because his body was too weak, but when he woke up, he felt even more unenergetic, and his eyelids became heavier and heavier, and before he knew it, he fell asleep again......

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Jingle Bell ......

The class bell rings.

Zhou Zhen raised his head, familiar electric fans, familiar blackboards, familiar classrooms, familiar classmates...... There is also a familiar math teacher, who is slowly walking onto the podium with a lesson plan......

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At dawn.

Zhou Zhen woke up from his sleep again.

Two dreams in a row...... No, it's three dreams!

Same classroom, same classmates, same math class......

The "digital virus" is related to mathematics.

He had three dreams related to "mathematics" in a row, and no matter how you look at it, it is a bit abnormal.

After a sigh of relief, Zhou Zhen looked around again, the curtains were drawn tightly not far away, and in the dim room, only the outline of the wardrobe, computer desk and the end of the bed could be faintly seen, he was lying on the bed, and the time on the mobile phone next to him was early 6 o'clock in the morning.

The scene lying on the sofa in the middle of the night last night, I don't know if it was a dream or an illusion......

Thinking of this, he immediately got up from the bed and sat directly down at the computer desk.

The sclera certification is passed, and the computer is automatically turned on.

After Zhou Zhen opened the search page, he quickly typed a line of words: "I often dream that I am in math class, is it related to the 'digital virus'?" ”

As soon as you press enter, the search results pop up on the page.

The first is: "The incubation period of the 'digital virus' will frequently dream about mathematics, accompanied by sudden, unusually severe headaches......"