MTL - Number One Player-Chapter 288 time-reversal story

The X-axis, Y-axis, and Z-axis constitute the three-dimensional space;

Plus a straight-forward, unrepentant timeline. A four-dimensional space-time is formed.

Einstein put forward the concept of four-dimensional space-time in his "General Theory of Relativity" and "Special Theory of Relativity", adding a time axis in addition to the three axes of length, width and height of ordinary three-dimensional space in the structure of space. The time axis is an imaginary value axis.

In the current scientific research of human beings, the time axis of the four-dimensional space can only be moved forward, not backward;

However, in the eyes of higher civilizations, the seemingly mysterious "time" is only one of the physical factors that can be played with.

Just as humans play with heat energy into the steam age and play with electricity into the electrical age, the more technology advances, all kinds of physical elements are brought into the control of technology one by one, becoming gadgets domesticated, utilized and played with by humans .

However, it is one thing to play with it; it is another thing to play about it.

Just as human transformation involving ethics is a taboo in modern science, transformation involving time is also a taboo in civilization.

For individuals, maybe reversing time, starting over, and having another chance to choose, even if the memory cannot be brought back, even if the countless choices are extremely similar, it is a valuable thing;

But for the entire civilization, it is an extremely terrifying thing to cycle hard in a period of time, divide into countless extremely similar time branches, and constantly repeat the cycle of history.

After all, when the time loops, everything is completely reset, but the memory cannot be brought back. All people will react in a similar way in a similar situation, forming a very similar time stream, and civilization can only live in this A similar tributary of time is constantly repeated, unable to move forward, it is almost like being trapped.

"...Xiao Ming's country has perished." In the city lord's mansion, Shang Yinhe could be heard speaking slowly, "Xiao Ming was so heartbroken, so he became angry and built a time machine."

"This story is very unconventional!" Xu Shaoyang interjected enthusiastically.

During the establishment of the global coalition government, Xu Shaoyang, who was in charge of public opinion and had a close relationship, was finally pulled into the Sky City and became a member of their Guardian Alliance team. And with his eccentric personality, he has always been a little expert with an active atmosphere.

… is just a little too lively at times.

At this moment, he interrupted incessantly: "After the country perishes, what is usually the story of the prince's revenge, the story of Murong Fu's prosperity, the beauty, the conspiracy, the treasure, this is the right way, there is actually a time machine here? This little Ming The logic of thinking is really unique. Is this the embodiment of the broad thinking of the mentally ill?"

Shang Yinhe choked. He rolled his eyes, decided to ignore it, and continued: "The time machine can reverse time and reset the time to the time before the fall of Xiao Ming's country. However, after the reset, everything will return to the original point, including memory."

"That is to say," Lu Yanchi raised his head from the stack of papers, "Xiao Ming in this story didn't go back with his memory?"

"Yes, after the time reversal, everything returned to its original point, including memory." Shang Yinhe nodded, "After all, it is difficult for living organisms to resist the power of time."

"This statement is a bit interesting," Lu Yanchi was very interested, he thought about it sideways, and followed up, "It seems quite reasonable."

"Because there is no memory of the future," Shang Yinhe continued, "so no one knows that they will destroy the country in the future, and no one will resist the crisis of destroying the country."

"So, despite the subtle differences in the course of history, Xiao Ming's country perished."

"Xiao Ming was so heartbroken, he became angry again, and he built a time machine again."

"Is this an infinite loop?" Even Mu Shiming, who was sitting on the side and hadn't joined the chat, said, "It's an interesting little story."

"I only have one question." Xu Shaoyang raised an index finger high, tried his best to raise his face, met Shang Yinhe's gaze, and asked as seriously as possible: "—Why is the savior called Xiao Ming?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he broke the merits, put down his stern face immediately, and turned to giggling and laughed: "Brother Yinhe, I didn't say it, but the name of the protagonist of this story is too funny!"

Shang Yinhe rolled his eyes at him angrily and hilariously.

"Why did you suddenly remember to tell such a story?" Mo Shiming, who was sitting beside Shang Yinhe, asked softly amid the giggling.

Hearing this question, Shang Yinhe was stunned for a moment.

He held his cheeks, thought for a while, and then slowly replied: "...I don't know. I just thought of such a story. Anyway, it's not all there yet, so I'll tell it to everyone... It's time to pass the time. "

As he was talking, the gate of the City Lord's Mansion was pushed open again, and Nie Zhibo, wearing a large mask, walked in.

"I'm sorry, I'm late for a while," he took off his mask and sat in his seat. "You didn't wait too long, did you?"

"It didn't take long," Xu Shaoyang said with a smile, "Brother Yinhe is telling us stories to pass the time."

He lowered his voice a little bit, and uttered in a volume that belonged to "whispering" but everyone could hear: "However, I have to say, Brother Yinhe's storytelling is a bit bad..."

Shang Yinhe rolled his eyes at Xu Shaoyang for the third time.

"Everyone is ready," the most prudent Mo Shiming knocked on the table, "Then it's time for us to have a meeting."

Shang Yinhe took his thinking back from the little fable that appeared in his mind inexplicably, sat up straight, and began to focus on business.

Only his sleeves seemed to be indiscernible, and seemed to move naturally.

...an infinite loop?