Hunting High School

When the party in the first hall was coming to an end, Nicholas put away his books and prepared to leave the library, while several vice presidents and deans of the first university were burying their heads in their respective offices.

When the moon is half-covered behind the mist like a veil, spouting moonlight feebly.

When the day is coming to an end.

A black butterfly fluttered its wings and flew up from the shore of Linzhong Lake.

flash.

Another flash.

It suddenly disappeared into the air.

Silently, without a single ripple.

When it reappeared in this world, it was already tens of thousands of miles away, on a calm sea.

It fluttered and danced gracefully, landing on a blue, delicate finger.

"News from the First University?" Captain Misty twirled the black wings of the butterfly in his hand.

The scale powder rustled down and turned into a strange symbol.

This is an ancient text commonly used by monsters. It is weird and powerful, and it can only be condensed by Monster Qi. Legend has it that it is a blessing bestowed by the true spirit who created everything.

Nikita held the captain's afternoon tea and looked at all this curiously.

"I can feel your surprise." Captain Misty seemed to be in a very good mood, raised his eyelids, and glanced at the banshee next to him: "The whispers in your immature heart seem a little noisy in this room..."

Although Nikita's arm holding the dinner plate was trembling slightly, she still bravely asked her doubts: "It... did it fly from the First University?"

"Bingo!" The captain snapped his fingers, his tone full of appreciation: "But there is no reward."

"It's impossible!" Nikita's eyes widened, and he said in shock, "The first university's protective formation can isolate everything...it can't slip out of it!"

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"Do you think it looks very fragile... so it can't break through the powerful protective array of the First University?" The corner of the captain's mouth curled up, obviously very satisfied with the incredible expression on the banshee's face: "But you ignored a very important The principle...existence and non-existence are interdependent, and difficulty and easiness are interdependent."

This is a mantra in Taoism, and Nikita knows it.

But the meaning of the captain's words is hard to fathom.

After all, every sentence in Taoism has always had seventeen or eighteen different translations.

The banshee looked at the captain blankly, and blinked her translucent red eyes.

Maybe it's because you just received a piece of good news, maybe it's just because you just had a nice bite of a morsel.

Captain Misty seemed to be in a very good mood, and patiently explained to the banshee:

"It cannot be denied that the guardian formation of First University is the most powerful guardian formation in this world, or in this universe."

"Even to a certain extent, it can shield the high-dimensional creatures from spying on the school."

"But no matter what, most of the defense formations deal with are three-dimensional life forms... Whether it's you or the idiots outside, although they are all "savage demons" in the words of wizards, they are nothing more than a nose and a mouth. Three or five eyes, seven or eight legs... still can't get rid of the basic space-time concept of this universe."

"But this butterfly is different."

Captain Misty said, slightly twitching his fingertips.

The scale powder that was originally scattered gathered together like a phantom, and turned into a black butterfly again.

The butterfly seemed to have some memories of what happened just now, and flapped its wings vigorously, trying to stay away from the blue finger.

But all in vain.

No matter how much it struggled, its thin legs and feet were always firmly stuck to the captain's fingertips.

"Create life!" Nikita covered his mouth in horror.

To be able to construct a life at the flick of a finger, even the most humble ant, is a remarkable achievement.

As far as Banshee knew, the senior professors and even the deans of the First University did not have this ability.

Perhaps the legendary existence beyond the Great Wizard and the Great Demon can understand some of the mysteries in it.

"No, no, no, it's not too late... It's just a little bit of a coincidence between time and space." The captain modestly shook his index finger, happily watching the black butterfly dangling between his fingers, and asked gently : "Do you know Cork Snowflake?"

"The great wizard Kok constructed an infinite length in a limited space, and it got its name because it looks like a snowflake." As a former top student at the First University, Nikita still remembers these basic concepts: "Similar , and the triangle constructed by the great wizard Sierpinski, the graphic area will tend to 0 infinitely with the change.”

"Very good. If I teach at the First University, I will definitely give you some points." Captain Misty applauded lightly, and said with a smile: "Then, are these structures one-dimensional lines or two-dimensional surfaces? Like the Sierpinski triangle you just mentioned, it is obviously difficult to call it a two-dimensional figure, because it has almost no area...but it is very obvious that it is not a collection of one-dimensional lines."

"Between one-dimensional and two-dimensional." Nikita seemed to have returned to the university class, with a long-lost seriousness on his face: "Could it be that this butterfly exists like this?"

"Very sharp little guy." The captain stretched his finger in front of the banshee, making her look at the black butterfly seriously: "It's not a plane...but it's infinitely close to a plane, it's between two-dimensional and three-dimensional." life in between."

"The first university's protective circle can resist high-dimensional prying eyes and block the invasion of demons, but it is difficult to stop these life forms beyond the general concept... those bare-headed bitter practitioners call this 'knowledge barrier' .”

The orange-red sunlight fell on the captain's desk through the narrow window.

A few rays of light crossed the obstacles and sprinkled between the wings of the butterfly.

A rainbow of light appeared, and for a moment Nikita thought the little creature with its wings was nothing more than a painting.

"Does it have a name?" The banshee asked obsessively at the fine scale powder flowing in the sun.

"Name?" Captain Mist finally fell into deep thought.

After a long time, he nodded and said, "Let's call it a 25-dimensional butterfly."

A stiff smile hangs on his face.

Facing this terrible name, Nikita didn't know how to continue the conversation.

"This is your pastry, please enjoy it." She changed the subject abruptly and raised the plate in front of her.

"These pastries taste good," the captain picked up the last small piece of pastry on the plate with his black fingertips, stuffed it into his mouth, sipped it, and nodded with satisfaction: "I seem to have tasted the mellow aroma of 'memory' .”

"You're very correct," the banshee complimented, lowering her head, "These cakes are made from the memories of aging, dried brains, ground them into powder, and made them... and your favorite liver is also added to them." Rong Xue Sauce."

"Sure enough, everyone has their own value." The captain picked up the white silk on the plate, wiped his fingertips, and slightly raised the corners of his mouth: "Letting you be my cook on board should be the most correct thing I have done this year." One of the decisions."