Revive Rome: Wait! Why not make the empress fall in love with me first? Chapter 588: 98: Beware of the Hound

Chapter 588: Chapter 98: Beware of the Hound

Mia opened her eyes and found herself sitting in a room.

The room was enclosed, all corners had been filled in, appearing as if it was an absurd thod from the old tis to eliminate mold in corners.

The professor sat cross-legged on the ground in the center of the room, with three students, including Mia, surrounding him. Two males and two females, earnestly discussing so arcane academic issues with the professor.

Moreover, everyone had shaved heads, shining brightly in the room like five big light bulbs.

“Importantly, it’s about eliminating angles.” the professor continued, “Those hounds are not high-dinsional beings, they actually live in fragnts of dinsions.”

“What are ‘fragnts of dinsions’? First, you need to understand the concepts of ‘continuous’ and ‘discrete’.” the professor conveniently singled out a male student and asked, “John, I’m asking you.”

“On a straight line, how many non-repeating points are there?”

“Uh.” The male student hesitated, “Countless?”

“Correct.” said the professor, “Here’s another example: now it’s not a straight line, but a 1cm long line segnt with both ends closed, tell how many non-repeating points are there on the line segnt?”

“Still countless.” another student nad Mary answered.

“Yes.” the professor smiled, “That’s the aning of continuity.”

“A continuous world implies infinite possibilities. A continuous three-dinsional world can contain infinitely many two-dinsional planes; a continuous two-dinsional plane can contain infinitely many one-dinsional lines. As for discrete…”

He shrugged, “As the antonym of continuous, ‘discrete’ isn’t quite as splendid.”

“In a discrete world, both space and ti are isolated. How many points are there on a discrete straight line? A limited number. Even in our definition, a straight line in a discrete world shouldn’t be called a straight line, but should rather be called ‘a linear arrangent composed of a large number of points’.”

Mia: ?????????????????

“Milia.” the professor turned his gaze to her, “Do you have any questions?”

“I…” Mia opened her mouth, dejectedly saying, “I have no questions.”

In fact, she hadn’t understood a word. So not to ntion questions, she didn’t even know how to ask one.

“Professor, your speech reminds of the wave-particle duality.” the student nad John ingratiatingly said, “In the microscopic world, they exhibit discrete, particle-like properties; in a macroscopic state, they display continuous, wave-like properties.”

“That’s the contradiction of our world.” the professor nodded, “Regarding the fundantal composition of the world, so advocate for ‘String Theory’, which states that all particles are composed of closed, curled-up strings. This clearly supports the philosophy that ‘continuous’ outweighs ‘discrete’…”

While others excitedly exchanged ideas there, Mia’s little head quickly drooped, almost falling asleep from the listening.

Outside the screen, everyone looking at the drowsy Mia fell silent. In the monitoring room, Bishop Chino’s face was serious, but he was actually laughing proudly in his heart.

Choosing the peace mode was indeed correct. For these rcenaries, no matter how intense and dangerous the battle, it’s nowhere near as torturous as academic theories that require brainpower, hahaha.

“That’s the point.” the professor finally concluded, “I must emphasize this again.”

“These hounds live in discrete spaceti. To co to our world, they must pass through any object with angles less than 120 degrees.”

“The shape of the object affects the distribution of its gravitational field. By rotating 120 degrees around its bisector, we obtain a cone. This cone, and ones even sharper, produce a gravitational field with gaps—gaps through which the hounds can pass and descend into our world.”

“So, before encountering hounds, we must ensure all angles less than 120 degrees around us are eliminated… If we can’t eliminate them, we must enclose them.”

“Hmm hmm.” Mia, along with the other students’ actions, absent-mindedly echoed in a nod.

“Now, let’s put on our gloves and mouthguards to dull the sharp edges of our nails and teeth,” the professor said.

Everyone followed the professor and put on specially designed gloves and mouthguards.

“Next up, the special inflatable protective suits,” the professor said.

Everyone then donned the bulky suits, which were made of a special material without any gaps or creases, looking like plump Kumamon stuffed toys when dressed.

“Hahaha!” Mia couldn’t help but burst into laughter at everyone’s silly attire. “What kind of look is this!”

Professor:……

Other students:………

“Mia, you seem particularly… excited today,” the professor cautiously chose his words.

“Professor Punning, Mia is just being a fool again,” said a female student nad Maria, “she was sleeping during your lecture earlier.”

“What did you say?” Mia flared up in anger. “I wasn’t sleeping! I was just… I was just pondering what the professor said!”

“Oh, do you need to close your eyes to think?” Maria said sarcastically.

“Heh,” Mia sneered in displeasure. “You know what? With that attitude, you’d be the first side character to die in a horror movie when a monster shows up!”

Maria:……

“Mia!” Others started to complain, “Don’t say such ominous things; we’re about to explore the four-dinsional space!”

Seeing soone stand up for her, Maria hugged her arms and began to sob pitifully:

“I feel uncomfortable… her curse just now upset … I think I’d like to take a leave for the ti being.”

The professor had no choice but to scold Mia sternly; he then soothed Maria for a while with the others, finally managing to pacify the female student.

“Everyone, take this.” As if afraid she might reconsider, the professor quickly took out several pills and distributed them to everyone.

“What are these?” Mia asked.

“So kind of psychotropic drug,” the male student nad Joshua said. “It helps us clear our minds, allowing our consciousness to enter the four-dinsional space to explore a whole new mysterious world… It’s said that Laozi, the Philosopher of Dragon Country, once took this drug and later wrote the ‘Tao Te Ching.'”

Mia:???

Mia still didn’t understand a word of Joshua’s explanation. The only thing she knew was that these pills were so kind of “psychotropic drug.”

Little Mia suddenly rembered sothing; when the team had just arrived in Solomon City, Aske had instructed everyone that shopping and fun in Solomon City were all fine, but to avoid “drugs.”

“Don’t touch any drugs,” was Aske’s iron rule for the team. Anyone who broke it would get the drug they took, along with their last few als, vomited out of their stomach by Aske.

Thinking of Aske watching her from outside through a screen, Mia imdiately shivered and discreetly tucked the pill between her fingers.

“After taking the drug, our consciousness will traverse the river of ti.” The professor’s expression turned grim and serious, tinged with an infectious hint of subtle frenzy and excitent, “Ancient Greece, Ancient Ro, Homo sapiens, Neanderthals, apes, and dinosaurs—every historical entity, the past and the future—all appearing before our eyes!”

“Next, I will turn on the recorder. While you are wandering through ti, make sure to describe the things you see; this way, when we leave the four-dinsional space, these precious bits of information won’t slip out of our minds.”

“And…” his voice suddenly conveyed a hint of fear, “be careful of the ‘hounds’ that break through the space.”