Early the next morning.

The wind rustled outside the window, and the birds chirped and sang among the buildings, the canopy and the flowers. The thin window screen was blown into a small gap, and a cool breeze with moisture broke in.

It's late autumn.

It seems that the whole city...oh, no, Wu Xin is the only one left in the whole world.

Lying on the soft bed, covered with a fluffy quilt, warm and peaceful, as if I could lie down like this until the end of time.

"The host, there are less than 18 hours left."

Death-seeking ghost...

Wu Xin had already woken up, but he just didn't want to move. While enjoying this rare ease and tranquility lazily, he was also recalling everything that happened this month.

Homework 3: Use your own words to summarize the knowledge and content you have learned and mastered.

When completing Homework 2, there was already a glimpse. The ‘disassembly method’ has been determined. At this time, it is just a summary. The first step is to make an outline.

If you have a clear idea in your heart, writing will naturally be like God helping you. There is no money in your stomach, and it will not help you even if you want to break your head.

But get up.

After a simple washing up, Wu Xin brought a bowl of instant noodles to the balcony, looked at the huge sky not far away, and then the empty community and the empty city. He felt that such a big scene had only been seen in blockbusters. I really couldn't believe it was made by himself.

At this moment, I wanted to write a poem, but the culture was limited, so I could only say one sentence. Then, I proudly swallowed a large mouthful of noodles.

After filling my stomach, I walked out of the desk from the next house and placed it on the balcony of my house. I made a cup of tea and washed my hands. I only had to take a shower and burn incense. I put on my posture and sat behind the desk and picked up my pen.

First use two-dimensional words to write down the core points you want to express.

This is also the so-called outline.

but……

It is obvious that I have something in my heart, but due to the low-dimensional text expression, I can't start writing.

After a while, I gave up the idea of ​​starting from simple to traditional Chinese and following the steps, following the instinct, starting from the "problem-solving process" of Homework 1, and directly expressing the knowledge and abilities I have mastered in high-dimensional words.

The first high-dimensional text was written unconsciously. Wu Xin felt that his thoughts and thoughts were empty in his mind. Looking at this text, in the [relatively high-dimensional] field of view, the supercube was making strange changes and rotations, and countless sections were created. Each section seemed to be filled with dense Chinese characters, and each section seemed to be painted with abstract and freehand lines and textures.

Looking at it with the naked eye, it is still, and it is an extremely complex and complicated... "Ghost Painting Talisman".

The winding and rugged lines are extremely strange and can make people feel disgusted and dizzy, and they also experience a very complex "artistic conception".

With this "artistic conception", looking at this word again, there is a specious outline, like a mountain or a cloud. In the clouds and fog, a clearer message suddenly comes: the interference force of consciousness in three-dimensional space must start from the decomposition and recombination of three-dimensional space. The specific operation methods are as follows...

Wu Xin smiled. He didn't know what other people would look like when they saw this word, but it would never be as clear as himself. Even if there is [relatively high-dimensional], he would not be able to understand the meaning of it 100%.

I started writing the second high-dimensional text. Before I knew it, his body stopped moving and his pen was held in a baby-like little hand.

While using the pen, the boiling and unreliable thoughts in my mind were like a spring, and a small blur and distortion suddenly appeared between the paper and the tip of the pen.

The third character, the fourth character, the fifth character... is written all the time, and it can be said to be completed in one go.

Wu Xin was a little tired, physically and mentally exhausted. He rubbed his eyebrows and saw a large fog rolling around him.

It is the spontaneous distortion of the space around it, layer by layer, and countless angles and fractures, length, width and height, so it is "fragmented", allowing light to no longer spread and reflect in a straight path, and in the naked eye, something that looks like fog but not fog.

The reason for the distortion of space is the words I wrote.

It turns out that their special and super-dimensionality in space interferes with the structure of local space, but it is not dangerous. It just makes this piece of paper appear and disappear from time to time, sometimes like a reflection in water waves, and sometimes it is truly visible.

Let it exist in the "division" and "connection" of space at the same time. It may not be destroyed by physical methods. Even if the sky collapses and the earth breaks, the nuclear bomb will explode around you.

Interesting, really interesting...

Is this considered a heavenly book, a strange thing, or a subtle meaning?

If this is not counted, what else can be counted?

No wonder some people say that the end of science is theology, and the depths of the rules are indescribable mystery.

Wu Xin sighed like this, and took a rest for a while. When the feeling of fatigue faded, he dispelled the strange image on the paper and picked up the pen again.

This is a daytime writing.

Midway through, there were frequent strangers.

There will be light, fog, and rain-like light spots flying everywhere, making the whole building disappear out of thin air, and then making the void look like a mirror, and then making the mirror appear like a kaleidoscope of refraction and gradient…

Wu Xin suddenly realized that the more he wrote, the deeper he wrote, the more he became, the more he became, and gradually he was completely selfless. Even when he stopped to rest, he was still thinking.

Finally, dozens of layers of "films" appeared in the void, which made all things fade away their color and texture. The crisscrossing lines (length, width and height) support the space and appear on everything.

The last word of the ending is exactly the integer 200.

Only then did he feel great weakness and fatigue, and the baby's form is as weak as the [relatively high-dimensional] is left with only one shadow.

"Consumption of consciousness energy unit 64." Heimao said, picking up the homework 3 he completed and glanced lightly, "Homework 3 is completed, and the evaluation is excellent. Is it uploaded?"

Wu Xin noticed the separation between the spirit and the flesh, and quickly 'hide' into his body, feeling the heaviness, and also feeling the solidity and warmth, "Just excellent!?"

Although the strange phenomena around me have dissipated, they can still be called shocking and shaking ghosts and gods?

Even excellence is not an exaggeration, why can you only achieve excellence?

"Just excellent." The black cat put down the paper that had become a strange thing, looking unconventional.

"Forget it, be excellent if it's excellent."

The next moment, he jumped into the sky, and a large number of light spots of consciousness energy suddenly swayed and projected in a vast way.

The weakness faded away like a tide, and Wu Xin's soul was visible to the naked eye.

"The second lesson will be started in 45 minutes, please prepare the host."
Chapter completed!