The strongest brain in the universe

It is reported that the speed of light is the fastest speed known to mankind, and time is a comprehensive physical quantity that defines the dynamic and static state of everything.

There has always been a legend on the blue star that when a person can surpass the speed of light and reach a certain momentum, he may reverse time and even travel through time and space.

Then if it is reversed, if someone can pass through the torrent of time, can he witness the speed of light?

On the night when the meteor shower fell, no one knew that a ray of Lan Xing's ghost was taken away by the torrent of time and drifted into the vast and endless space of the universe.

It sinks and floats in the river of time drowsily, accompanied by billions of trillions of light speeds, the sun, the moon, and the stars follow each other, ignorant and unaware of where it is going.

In the end, this piece of consciousness woke up from the long lethargy, as if passing through the ancient barbarity, slowly descending, and finally attracted by a familiar aiming point.

Every breath and moment, a wisp of ghost returns, and a flower of life blooms again.

In the 9983rd year of the eighth era of the star calendar, an administrative area of ​​the central plate continent of the resident galaxy Xuan-level planet No. 732 is also experiencing a meteor shower at this moment.

However, the people here have long been accustomed to such a landscape, and no one is particularly resident for it.

In a certain apartment building, the lights of a family were suddenly turned on, and the house was silent, and no sound was heard for a long time.

No living thing was detected, and the auto-sensing sign light went out. After a while, there was a low humming sound in the room. Like a small animal, it was confused and confused.

A pair of eyes slowly opened in the darkness, but for a moment, a strange stream of light flashed across the pupil membranes, and then quickly flowed out from the corners of the eyes.

"Oh...boom (it hurts to death), baa (what are you doing)..." The person lying on the ground reacted quickly, and instinctively moaned because of the pain. However, it seems that he still can't control a function that seems to have been put on hold for a long time. He does everything bluntly, and his speech is also vague, with a big tongue.

Fortunately, she wasn't talking to anyone at the moment, she was just talking to herself, and she didn't need to make any effort to distinguish.

After a long time, her thin body finally managed to half-stand up, but she also seemed to have lost the ability to sense her hands, feet and limbs, and she had a little difficulty in controlling her hands and feet, and she managed to hold up half of her body three times in a row.

Detecting her movement at this moment, the photosensitive lamp automatically turned on again, and this time the three rows of lights in the front and back of the bedroom were all on, illuminating the room brightly.

The eyes were suddenly illuminated by strong light, the girl squinted subconsciously, and her eyeballs felt tingling.

The girl half propped up her body, her eyes were foggy, and her mind was in a state of confusion. She couldn't distinguish between reality and illusion, and her mind was also empty, with a constant buzzing sound.

This is... where?

After a long time, my thinking finally got on line with my brain. The scenes before the coma flashed back, followed by the alternation of light and dark in a large area of ​​unknown, chaotic and unclear, and then to the moment when I opened my eyes just now.

She couldn't have been electrocuted to death by a bucket of instant noodles.

No, will it hurt even after death? Ahhh, this really hurts too much.

The ground was cool enough, she felt her back was wet and chilly, a strange smell of rust reverberated from the tip of her nose, and her mouth was dry and painful. This is so serious that I immediately have a cold.

She'd better sit up from the ground first. For some inexplicable reason, I felt a little dizzy, and the back of my head was also extremely numb. I guess I fell back and hit the ground just now.

What bad luck this is!

Shouldn't she be thankful that she didn't get directly crushed to death or cause damage to the occipital lobe, and now she can still maintain relatively clear thinking... well, she's a little less sure, saying that she won't be really injured by the crush Is it the occipital lobe?

Why does it feel like the layout of the house has changed a bit too much. It must not be that the vision is damaged, even the normal spatial cognition is distorted... Otherwise, why would Jiang Hui feel that he doesn't recognize his home?

Jiang Hui's eyes widened, and he scanned the surrounding environment. He was stunned for a while, and finally blinked vigorously.

No, this is not her room! And she remembered that she was on the computer desk in the hall just now, and this place - it was clearly a strange bedroom.

Where is she? Who rescued it and brought it here? How could she lie on the ground inexplicably... There are too many problems, Jiang Hui thought, he just fell asleep, how come he woke up and the whole world changed.

Then before she could continue to figure out the current situation, the lights suddenly went out again, and everything returned to darkness.

"×\u0026amp;%￥#@..." Jiang Hui said, it turns out that people who are unlucky and drink cold water will really clog their teeth. What's going on here? power cut?

She didn't understand, she stood up unsteadily, her calf seemed to be trembling, her body was heavy and strenuous, and she stood up by propping herself up on the table or something else.

It was in such an extremely difficult situation that Jiang Hui managed to stand up from the damn floor, and finally his body wasn't so cold anymore. The lights in the room flicked on again, illuminating the room.

Half a minute later, Jiang Hui looked at this completely strange place helplessly. Now she can be sure that the function of her occipital lobe is not damaged, and she is not mistaken, but this is not her home at all.

This is a very spacious room, about 40 to 50 square meters, not counting the two entrances on both sides, which are covered by the half-covered gates with a sense of design, and it is impossible to see what kind of structure is inside. Jiang Hui thought it should be in the bathroom cloakroom, which looked very spacious overall.

The wall is covered with long grid-shaped white panels. I don't know what kind of material it is. It doesn't look glaring under the light. Instead, it reveals a soft and soft light, which has a sense of advanced design.

The big bed in the center of the room is in plain colors, the bed shape is regular, and the bedding is dark and saturated. The bed board under it extends directly to the surrounding area with a large wooden platform, and the room is further down. The wooden floor laid as a whole has dark patterns and subtle movements. On the opposite side of the platform, a large area was left empty, with curtains hanging, which seemed to be like floor-to-ceiling windows. The curtains, which were woven with silver embroidery craftsmanship, looked very heavy, and could not cast a gleam of light, nor could they see the scene outside.

There are also other bedside tables, desks, large floor-to-ceiling bookshelves, and some large furnishings that I don't know what they are... The owner of this room reveals a kind of "I'm not short of money" from the inside to the outside.

This is probably Jiang Hui's favorite style. She once dreamed of decorating her room in this style one day. If it weren't for the current situation, she would probably be willing to step forward to admire it.

But compared to this room where she appreciates strangers, Jiang Hui wants to know what happened, why did she wake up in such a completely strange place?

By the way, where is this?