rry Christmas.
And a Happy New Year to co.
The novel is about to go premium, so first, I’d like to thank all of you who have been waiting on ti for updates.
I know many of you wait up until the early morning for updates, so I’m releasing two free Chapters first. Then, at 12 PM today, I’ll release three official premium Chapters.
Going forward, I will continue to release two Chapters on schedule in the early mornings, with extra Chapters depending on the situation. I promise the story will continue to be fantastic.
But enough of that. Let tell you all a story.
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A long, long ti ago.
In the depths of the universe, a tiny particle gained consciousness.
After the Big Bang, the little particle always felt like he had lost sothing. But he couldn’t move to search for it, and could only drift through the cosmos on the aftershocks of the explosion.
This sense of loss caused him imnse pain.
Until one day, he t another particle that, like himself, possessed self-awareness. This particle started a conversation with him.
"A sense of loss? Do you see that Neutron Star over there? Even without any communication between us, we know that what the other sees is exactly the sa as what we see. Why is that?" that particle asked him.
"Because we’re looking at the sa Neutron Star."
"Exactly. We don’t need to exchange any information, because the Neutron Star is right there," the erudite particle explained. "The state you’re in is called ’entanglent.’ Two particles that were temporarily coupled, even after they are no longer coupled, still maintain a certain connection with each other—a connection that is close to their very essence."
This erudite particle told him that if he wanted to get rid of his sense of loss, he had to find the location of the other particle and re-establish contact.
And so, he embarked on a journey to find the other particle...
He was ejected from the death of a star, fell into an unknown planet’s rings, and was enveloped by countless specks of dust. After growing larger, he was struck and sent hurtling through the cosmos.
Finally, he fell into an azure ocean.
He entered a cell, evolved into an animal, and drifted along with the cycles of nature.
Falling with the raindrops, rising with the mist, climbing up through the roots in the soil, and entering a brilliantly blooming flower...
Four billion years later, he arrived in a vast emptiness.
"Where is this?"
There were many particles here with self-awareness. They told him this was inside a human brain.
"What are you all waiting for?" the little particle asked, looking at his waiting companions in confusion.
"Waiting for the point of contact."
’Point of contact?’
The little particle didn’t understand what his companions were talking about. He couldn’t move either, and could only drift along.
A long ti passed again. The little particle quietly waited for this human to grow up.
This human gradually grew strong and beautiful, like the brilliant superclusters of galaxies in the cosmos.
Then one day, sothing appeared in the emptiness.
It was a glowing screen covered in dense text.
Countless particles looked up at the screen. The little particle thought he could see tens of thousands of fine, white threads erging from the text.
These threads scattered into the endless void, connecting to a distant shore he had never reached.
"The point of contact is here! Read the words in order!" his companions cheered, reminding one another.
The little particle quickly did as his companions said and began to read the text.
Suddenly, his sense of loss vanished.
A connection leaped out of ti, crossed space, and pierced through dinsions.
A burst of inspiration ignored the speed of light, appearing simultaneously at all points in the infinite universe.
He saw the other particle. It was in another void, also silently reading the sa words.
They looked at each other.
In that instant, the little particle knew. He had found it.
No information needed to be exchanged. It was right there.
Silently reading:
"Because we’re looking at the sa Neutron Star."
"Because we’re looking at the sa Neutron Star."
The other particle was also reading the very sa sentence...
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Alright, I’m so fortunate to be able to share the whimsical ideas in my head with all of you.
Thank you.
Sweet dreams, everyone.
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