I'm not sick! So do my other personalities!

July 1st…

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

This last message was the message "Luo Yuchen" left to him yesterday.

Moreover, Luo Yuchen obviously knew that he was receiving treatment in an underground clinic...

In addition, the other party's disease is probably also a "digital virus"!

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

Zhou Zhen quickly wrote down all the chat records. After being busy for so long, he couldn't help but yawn. He felt very exhausted. He got up, took out clean clothes from the closet, and went to the bathroom for a quick wash. I took a shower, then went back to bed and lay down. As soon as I closed my eyes, I fell asleep...

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Afternoon classroom.

The sun shines through the treetops and fills the room. The electric fan buzzes "fairy buzz" and "fairy buzz", trying hard to stir up the heat wave in the room.

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

"..."

"Life... the fourth dimension... straight-line motion..."

"..."

"Conservation...calculation..."

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

The math teacher was standing on the podium, holding a pointer, banging on the blackboard filled with formulas, and explaining the topic hoarsely.

There were students sitting behind desks, all taking notes seriously at the moment.

This is...math class?

Why did I fall asleep in math class?

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

But for some reason, no matter how attentively and carefully he listened, he could never hear clearly what the teacher said.

He couldn't help but feel anxious, and quietly turned his head to look at his deskmate's notes.

The deskmate sitting next to him is a boy with a haircut, a pair of thick glasses, a few pimples on his forehead and chin, and a white polo shirt with a navy collar. He is following the teacher's explanation He was writing and writing vigorously, and it was obvious that he was very engaged in listening to the lectures.

Zhou Zhen saw that the notes at his deskmate were densely packed with complex formulas, graphics, and symbols, but they seemed completely different from what the teacher drew on the blackboard.

He then moved his body and looked at another classmate across the aisle.

This classmate has dyed red hair, wearing a skull earring, a yellow basketball jersey with the number 23 on it, white sports pants, and a pure black wristband on his wrist. He has slender eyes. There is also a small, inconspicuous scar on the brow bone, and he has a somewhat unruly temperament.

Like Zhou Zhen's deskmate, the red-haired classmate was also listening to the class and taking notes attentively. His notes were full of data, curves, and formulas... However, what Zhou Zhen's deskmate and the teacher's drawings on the blackboard were completely different from. Same.

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

He realized something was wrong. He looked up and saw that the math teacher had come down from the podium at some point and was standing condescendingly in front of his desk, staring at him unblinkingly.

Zhou Zhen quickly 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 filled with complex formulas, graphics, and theorems... However, this note was different from that of his deskmate, red-haired male classmate, and The writing on the teacher's blackboard also has nothing similar.

At this moment, the math teacher said sternly: "Student Zhou Zhen, answer this question!"

Answer the question?

Which question is it? !

Zhou Zhen stood up with a stiff expression. He didn't even know what question the teacher asked now!

Thinking about countermeasures in his heart, Zhou Zhen immediately looked at his deskmate beside him and secretly kicked him under the table, hoping that his deskmate would give him a hint.

The deskmate raised his head mechanically, turned to look at him little by little, and said without hesitation: "The answer is 33678489."

33678489?

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

4588962528?

The answer is 33678489? Or 4588962528?

Zhou Zhen suddenly felt a splitting pain in his head.

At this time, the students 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 numbers poured into Zhou Zhen's mind like a flood!

Zhou Zhen's head hurt more and more, and he held his head tightly with both hands. He knocked the tables and chairs away from the pain and fell heavily to the ground.

"The answer is 3514151.891274..."

"the answer is……"

"Answer……"

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

The experience in the morgue that day seemed to be happening again.

Zhou Zhen's whole brain seemed to explode all of a sudden.

"ah!!!"

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

He was panting heavily, and his clothes were soaked with sweat.

Another dream!

I slept so hard this time!

The air-conditioning blew in his face, and Zhou Zhen gradually recovered. He glanced around. The kitchen was still clean, cold and uninviting. The TV facing him had gone into sleep mode. The entire wall was covered with a distant and deep starry sky. , a huge time display "02:00", like plankton, slowly swimming in this virtual starry sky.

He was sitting alone on the sofa. His clothes were a little wrinkled, as if they had been pressed down while sleeping.

The whole room was very quiet, and it seemed that Zhou Jianqiang hadn't come back yet.

This... when I went to bed just now, I was obviously lying on the bed, why was he in the living room?

Are you sleepwalking?

Maybe it was because he was too weak. When he woke up, he felt even less energetic and his eyelids became heavier and heavier. Unknowingly, he fell asleep again...

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Jingle Bell……

The school bell rang.

Zhou Zhen raised his head and saw the familiar electric fan, familiar blackboard, familiar classroom, familiar classmates... and the familiar math teacher, who was slowly walking onto the podium with a lesson plan under his arm...

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Dawn.

Zhou Zhen woke up from his sleep again.

Two dreams in a row... no, three dreams!

The same classroom, the same classmates, the same math class...

"Digital virus" is related to mathematics.

He had three dreams related to "mathematics" in a row, which were a bit abnormal no matter how you looked at them.

After taking a breath, Zhou Zhen looked around again. The curtains not far away were tightly drawn. In the dim room, only the outline of the wardrobe, computer desk and the end of the bed could be seen vaguely. He was lying on the bed, with his cell phone next to him. The time 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 at the computer desk.

The iris authentication is passed and the computer starts automatically.

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

After pressing Enter, the search results immediately pop up on the web page.

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

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