End Times Dust Light

Lu Ziming’s head is about to explode. A series of things have twisted his low IQ into a ball of porridge. Those little scientific knowledge can't explain strange things at all. Why do these strange things happen to him? Now he I have not dared to tell others about this experience, otherwise I will definitely be sent to a mental hospital.

  Have heard: A day in the mountains, a story of thousands of years in the world.

The main idea of ​​the story is: in ancient times, a young woodcutter went up the mountain to chop wood. When he went down the mountain, he met two elderly people playing chess in a cave. He put the firewood and the axe beside the hole and stood watching the chess. The two sides played a wonderful game. Make it forget to return. After being reminded by the old man, he hurried down the mountain. At this moment, he found that his axe handle was decayed. After he went down the mountain, he was at a loss and found that the original village had long been changed. After inquiring, his relatives had already become the ancestors of several generations. It turned out that he had strayed into the fairyland on the mountain.

  This is of course a myth. No one knows the authenticity of this story, but now Lu Ziming is a little convinced that this story may be true, and there may be some exaggerated elements in it.

  He first thought of the flow of time discussed in physics class: when the speed is closer to the speed of light, the longer the time and the shorter the space.

  The speed of light is the limit of speed. The speed reached the speed of light, time and space stopped.

The speed of    also moves relative to each other. When the speed approaches the speed of light, the slower the passage of time. In terms of speed, it becomes a slow motion. The relative speed becomes slower, but it can never exceed the speed of light.

Specifically, suppose that time is also a speedy substance. Just like light, its speed is also very fast, which is similar to the speed of light. The fake time passing speed is X. When the spacecraft's speed Y approaches X, relative to time In other words, the speed of time is XY, so it is much smaller than the speed of time X of people on the earth.

  In fact, you can think of it this way. Time is only a scale added by humans, and the speed of time passing is different in various places in the universe.

If there is no problem with the above theory, the time velocity of the enclosed space I fell into is about three times that of the earth. In other words, three years in the enclosed space is equivalent to a year on the earth, and I think I have spent it in the enclosed space. In the past two years, it is actually only half a year on earth.

  He didn't know why the flow of time happened, just like the young woodman, he didn't notice the change in the flow of time at all. The funny thing is that I don't even know if I should be 20 or 21 years old now.

This is a terrifying and wonderful experience. It feels like a frog crawling out of the bottom of a well and discovering a larger world. Under the horror, he instinctively wants to return to the bottom of the well, where he is familiar. world.

People have an instinctive fear of the unknown. Ye Gong is good for dragons. After real dragons appear, they are scared to death. People who talk about ghost stories in life don't actually think that there are ghosts in this world, otherwise he would have been scared to death by ghosts and gods. While exploring the aliens, I did not do a good job of accepting the reality of the existence of aliens in my heart. Human beings are such contradictory existences.

  In the physics class, when the teacher talks about the future space jump, quantum teleportation, and deep space exploration, when these imaginary theories one day appear, will humans still think that they are out of reach?

It is not theory, but human thinking. I don’t know who said this sentence. However, when an aboriginal is suddenly sent into a modern city, it is believed that he is too scared to be shocked. He will reject all the science and technology he sees and treat them Think of it as magic and god, and now Lu Ziming is that aboriginal.

The flow of time not only changed his time, but also changed his mentality. He couldn't accept a phenomenon that he couldn't even explain. He began to fear, began to fear, began to seal himself up, and didn't think about what happened to him. matter.

   "Road, you are okay!" Zhuo Ma found Lu Ziming with a dull gaze, stupidly, squatting stiffly on the grass, holding his head in his hands as if he was very painful.

  He is a little lost, his chest seems to be pressed against a huge boulder, and what is real is not known when it happens. Is the real zombie world real? It was the civilized era full of pollution and rubbish, or which closed space, he found that he would go crazy if he kept thinking about it.

  He doesn’t know why he, a low-level scumbag, just wants to pass his life in a bland way, and will go through so many things in a short period of time. Does anyone else have the same experience as himself?

  He is really a little scared. This kind of fear does not come from the body, but from the depths of the soul. It is real fear and trembling.

   "It's nothing, just thinking, why don't I remember the time anymore", he flashed his words.

Zhuo Ma continued to gnaw the colorful fruits in his hand with relish, without noticing Lu Ziming's gaffe, waved the whip in his hand and said: "In fact, time is all ****, you say he has it, you say he doesn't have it. No, I never remember the time. If it weren't for the Xiahu Festival, I wouldn't know what day it was today?"

  Time is really meaningless for a group with a slow pace of life. They only need to know when and where to graze. The strict division of time is only a matter of the past few hundred years. For thousands of years, apart from the general need for spring birth, summer growth, autumn harvest, and winter storage for agriculture, time really has no meaning.

   "I think too much, maybe a long time, and homesick", Lu Ziming continued to conceal his inner fear and laughed at himself.

Perhaps because of hearing about home, Zhuoma's expression darkened, her hands trembled, and her eyes moved to the camp that was gradually becoming lively, as if she was saying to herself: "One day, I will get back what I lost, regardless of time. No matter how long they are, they will pay for everything they do...".

  "What did you say?" Lu Ziming didn't know what Zhuoma said just now.

  "Are you capable?" Zhuo Ma asked suddenly.

   "No", he didn't want to cause trouble to himself. The matter of Celtan's killing of the Wolf King will soon spread. It is impossible for a superman to not attract attention, he just wants to leave here.

   "You lied, you Han people are very cunning. If you are an ordinary person, you won't be able to live now?" Zhuoma turned to look at Lu Ziming.

  Lu Ziming suddenly discovered that he had made a huge mistake, and wrong from the beginning, just like Zhuo Ma said, if he is an ordinary person, how to explain it now when he appears on the grassland.

  The more he thought about it, the more he realized that something was wrong. Even Zhuoma could find the strangeness. Why Sanar didn’t ask, their lies were so full of loopholes that everyone believed them. Couldn’t it explain the problem?

   "Road! Do you have toilet paper? I want to solve it!"