The universe where Earth exists is harsh because nothing can stop the increase of overall entropy, nothing can stop the world from heading towards destruction step by step.
The universe where Earth exists is boring; the material cycle from ancient tis to the present deprives any potential sanctity.
Thus, the scientific system established in Earth’s universe is cold and solemn. It lacks the fervor of religious belief and cannot possess it.
Richard had always thought that the current Wizard World universe was similar to Earth’s universe, with a slightly extraordinary hue compared to Earth’s coldness. But eventually, it still cannot escape the fate of heat death.
However, the ergence of Extraordinary Particles might fundantally overturn this.
The current Wizard World universe might be a completely different universe.
Of course, what exactly is different must be clarified by the Extraordinary Particles. Only after understanding the Extraordinary Particles might a new universe be possible.
So, let’s try to research and manufacture nuclear weapons step by step.
This is not an easy task compared to the complete set of particle research equipnt on Earth. The only difference is that it is feasible.
In this process, whether it is the highly enriched and purified uranium raw material or the supply of vast amounts of energy, it is not sothing that can be easily resolved. So scientific and technological principles may not be secretive, but exactly how to implent them presents great difficulty.
So then...
Take it one step at a ti.
Richard cald his mind and murmured to himself.
"Tap, tap, tap..."
The sound of footsteps resounded as Richard walked out of Eden.
...
Inside Eden, in a certain room.
Not long after Richard left, a commotion occurred.
On the bed in the room, Pandora, in her dreams, did not know what nightmare she had. Subconsciously furrowed her brows, and her body began to move.
Gradually, the movent intensified, starting to roll.
One turn, two turns, three turns...
"Bang!"
After rolling for a full five turns, Pandora, for the umpteenth ti, rolled off the bed, her whole body lying flat on the ground, her face having an intimate encounter with the floor.
According to past experience, this usually had no effect on Pandora, who would continue sleeping.
But this ti was slightly different, as the angle of impact seed to hurt a bit, causing sleeping Pandora to purse her lips in an expression of displeasure.
One second, two seconds, three seconds...
Maintaining her displeased expression, Pandora turned herself over to look upwards, her eyelids fluttered, slowly opened, revealing sleepy eyes.
Pandora woke up!
Indeed, Pandora woke up!
The awakened Pandora observed her surroundings with her eyes, slightly dazed and not quite fully awake.
Slowly, Pandora sat up, her lips slightly puckered, loudly calling out: "Richard! Richard! Richard!"
Her voice echoed around the room, resonating throughout Eden.
But there was no response because Richard had already left.
After calling for a long ti with no response, Pandora’s lips puckered even more, and her eyelids drooped down, covering most of her eyes.
"Ah—chew!"
Pandora let out a big yawn, her seated body slowly slanting until she lay back on the ground. Eyes closed, she mumbled softly: "Richard’s not here, okay, I’ll go find him. Hmm, I should go find him, but I’m a bit sleepy, let’s take a little nap before looking for him...zzz..."
Before she finished her sentence, Pandora began to snore lightly, once more falling asleep.
This ti, however, it was not the sa deep slumber, more like a short nap.
How long this nap would last was another question altogether.
...
Around the sa ti, in another room of Eden.
More precisely, in the research lab of the chanical Processing Sector.
"Richard!"
A faint voice suddenly ca through, affecting a square box placed on a shelf in the room, which vibrated slightly with a "buzz".
This box, only slightly larger than a matchbox, was entirely black, with a special material and complex Magic Runes on the surface, it was Richard’s "idle" Witch Demon Life Box.
With the vibration of the box, a wisp of black smoke floated out, forming the shape of a skeletal old man, precisely the Witch Demon Soul housed inside.
The Witch Demon Elder, in soul form, slightly inclined his ear, listening to the voice drifting from outside the door, revealing a puzzled look after a while.
"Hmm? What sound is that? It seems like a little girl’s voice, could it be soone imprisoned here by that boy? Well, I need to take a look, if possible, I should rescue..."
As he spoke, the Witch Demon Elder controlled his smoky body to float toward the door.
Then "bang", he collided with the door and dissipated instantly. It took a while for the scattered smoke to reform into a body shape.
This!
The Witch Demon Elder paused, looking at his smoky hands and then at his smoky torso, showing a vexed expression.
"Damn it, I almost forgot I’m in this ghostly state. Now, not to ntion rescuing anyone, even leaving this room is difficult. Damn, damn, damn!" the Witch Demon Elder cursed angrily.
After cursing, the Witch Demon Elder glanced around the room, attempting to float out through so crevice.
"Hmm, the window might not be very secure, I can try at the window." The Witch Demon Elder said, quickly floating towards the window, carefully inspecting every corner and occasionally tapping it with his smoky hands.
One minute, two minutes, three minutes...
Three full minutes passed with no progress, the window sealed tightly.
"Ah!" The Witch Demon Elder cried out in frustration, "What kind of window is this? Completely unqualified! How can such a tight window exist, and what’s the use of making it so secure!"
After complaining for a good while, the elder did not calm down though understanding that slipping through the window gap was impossible. Thus, he drifted towards other corners, continuing his search for an opportunity.
After searching for a good long while without result, faint footsteps suddenly sounded.
Startled, the Witch Demon Elder quickly retreated back to the Life Box.
It was at this mont that outside the room, Richard returned to Eden.
Richard first went to the room where Pandora was, unsurprised to find her again sprawled on the floor. Shaking his head in a way that indicated he was used to it, he picked her up and placed her back on the bed, then left the room.
Soon, Richard arrived at the research lab in the chanical Processing Sector, glanced at the Witch Demon Life Box on the shelf, turned around, and got busy at the workbench.
"Swoosh, swoosh..."
A faint sound arose, and black smoke erged from the Witch Demon Life Box; the Witch Demon Elder appeared. He cautiously glanced at Richard, engrossed in his work, then towards the door left ajar with a gap.
What a great opportunity!
The Witch Demon Elder widened his eyes, observing Richard’s actions while preparing his body to float out and leave this prison of a room.
Yet, before getting too far, Richard seed to be looking for sothing, slowly turning from the workbench.
Startled, the Witch Demon Elder quickly withdrew back into the Life Box, awaiting a second opportunity.
Unexpectedly, Richard spent considerable ti on the shelf where the Life Box was placed. Seemingly bothered by the Life Box, he suddenly opened an iron box to the side and tossed the Life Box inside, then slamd it shut with a "bang".
"Clatter, clatter..."
Richard spent more ti picking out things from the shelf until he found sothing satisfactory and returned to the workbench, continuing his work with ongoing sounds.
After so ti, the Witch Demon Elder floated out from the Life Box, taking ti to realize he had been placed into an iron box, revealing an odd question and pondering a very serious question.
"Was that intentional?"
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