Chapter 180: Superstring Existence, the True Face of the 'Gods', and a Mother's Homecoming (4K)

Chapter 180: Superstring Existence, the True Face of the 'Gods', and a Mother's Homecoming (4K)



"In that case, I'll take on the role of the examiner." Xue Jing said.

Wu Youqing hummed in acknowledgment and added, "However, it will be more than a month before you officially become an examiner. Until then, you must be extra cautious."

Xue Jing nodded, "I understand."

After chatting a little while longer about various recent events, Xue Jing casually asked, "By the way, Big Sister, since you're a God-chosen recipient... which foreign god did you receive the blessing from?"

At this question, Wu Youqing gave Xue Jing a sidelong glance. After draining the last of her tea, she picked up the teapot and refilled her cup. Only then did she speak, her tone casual.

"Why do you want to know?"

Xue Jing smiled, "Just curious."

A thoughtful look appeared in Wu Youqing's purple eyes as she considered for a moment before speaking. "Although it may be too early for you to delve into such matters... there's no harm in listening."

"Then, I should start by telling you about the formation and origins of the universe, right?" Xue Jing moved his mouth, unsure.

"Indeed." Wu Youqing was all seriousness.

So, she was going to start from the very beginning, from Pangu separating heaven and earth? Xue Jing scratched his head.

Wu Youqing stood up and walked over to the wall. Using the plastic fork in her hand, she tapped on the wall—much like a teacher rapping their chalk against the blackboard to get the class's attention.

Seeing her enthusiasm for this impromptu lesson, Xue Jing straightened his posture and assumed a serious student-like demeanor.

The rich lady and CEO nodded in satisfaction, a smile dancing in her gorgeous purple eyes.

"Let me ask you," she began in a teacherly tone, "what is the smallest unit that makes up all things in the world, and even this universe itself?"

Xue Jing thought for a moment before answering uncertainly, "Quarks? Or maybe quanta?"

Wu Youqing extended a finger and shook her head. "No. The smallest unit of the universe is called a 'string.'"

"String?" Xue Jing was taken aback, then asked, "The 'string' from string theory? Has that theory been proven true then?"

String theory, he knew, was a theory that aimed to describe a unified field of the universe. Its basic premise was that the fundamental unit of the universe was not various point-like particles but rather various string-like 'strings.' Everything in existence, from constellations, galaxies, and galaxy clusters to electrons, protons, and quarks, was the result of the movement and vibration of these 'strings.' In Xue Jing's previous life on Earth, this theory had been considered the most promising candidate for a grand unified theory that could explain all the problems in physics.

"Similar, but not quite," Wu Youqing said. "The 'string' I'm talking about does exist, but it's not the same as the 'string' in string theory. It's similar, but they are not the same thing. Think of the 'string' I'm referring to as something entirely new and separate from string theory."

Xue Jing nodded, "I understand."

Wu Youqing continued her explanation, "The world we live in, this universe, is entirely composed of these 'cosmic strings.' Even the so-called physical absolute laws are determined by these 'cosmic strings.'"

"Therefore, cosmic strings are the theorems of the universe."

"And the so-called 'gods,' in the eyes of the most advanced scholars of humanity, have a more accurate name—'superstring existence.'"

Xue Jing narrowed his eyes, "Superstring existence?"

He felt like he was about to uncover the deepest secrets of this world.

Wu Youqing nodded, "Indeed... Superstring existence. As the name suggests, you should understand that they are beings that have transcended the constraints of the 'cosmic strings.' They have elevated their status, woven themselves into the cosmic strings, becoming a part of the strings, and even started to manipulate the 'cosmic strings' themselves."

"One plus one equals two... This is an absolute truth, the most fundamental setting of the universe. But these 'superstring existences' can manipulate the cosmic strings and forcibly modify this theorem."

Wu Youqing continued in a soft voice, "I wonder what would happen if one plus one no longer equaled two?"

Xue Jing shook his head, indicating that he didn't know.

Wu Youqing walked over to the wooden chair, picked up the small bag on it, and rummaged inside for a while before taking out two one-yuan coins, which she placed on the table.

"These are two coins," she said, arranging the coins together.

"One plus one equals two... two one-yuan coins together make two."

"But if a 'superstring existence' were to manipulate the cosmic strings and change it so that one plus one equals three..."

Wu Youqing's voice remained calm.

"So, two coins will turn into three... Is that what you think will happen?"

Although Xue Jing had already guessed what would happen, he nodded along with Wu Youqing.

"It's not that simple."

Wu Youqing took out another coin and placed it on the table.

"If 1+1=3, then putting two one-yuan coins together will result in three yuan, and placing two bombs together will create three bombs."

"Then... when two units of energy are combined, they will become three units of energy."

"This is already enough to cause terrifying consequences, but it doesn't stop there."

"Because the '1' that results in the equation equaling three is not included in other universal theorems, yet it does exist. As a result, this extra '1' will also react and interact with the original two '1's, leading to another instance of 1+1=3, and the additional '1' will continue to interact with the previous '1's..."

"In this way, everything in the universe will infinitely expand and the energy will endlessly accumulate in an instant."

"Ultimately, there will be no particle combination in the universe that can remain stable. Everything will disintegrate into infinitely expanding yet dead energy blocks, causing the universe to collapse."

"Similarly, if 1+1=2 is modified to 1+1=1, the same effect can be achieved, but in reverse. The universe will infinitely shrink until it becomes a single point... a point with no size, no density, and yet it exists."

With a casual tone, Wu Youqing revealed a terrifying fact.

In the face of 'superstring existences'... or gods, the universe was fragile to such an extent.

Hearing such words, one couldn't help but feel a sense of emptiness, as if everything they had known until now was insignificant.

Xue Jing sighed softly, unable to avoid feeling a trace of this emptiness himself.

No wonder Wu Youqing had said that it was too early for him to delve into these matters.

"Of course, you can just listen to what I've said and not think too much about it," Wu Youqing said with a smile, noticing his moment of silence.

"We've known for hundreds of years that Earth is just a tiny speck in the universe, and humanity is nothing more than parasites living on this planet for a brief moment in its long life... The principle is the same. We don't need to concern ourselves with such grand narratives; we just need to focus on what's in front of us."

"While superstring existences can manipulate cosmic strings, they are not omnipotent in the absolute sense. At least, modifying the equation of 1+1 to something else is definitely not something they can do on a whim."

"In the world we live in, although the original superstring existence... or 'God' has died, no other god has entered our world so far. This fact alone shows how difficult it is for them to influence our world."

"We have a long time... perhaps even until we die, without having to worry about facing a 'superstring existence'."

"Let's just take care of what's in front of us for now," Wu Youqing emphasized each word.

Xue Jing nodded. His powerful spiritual consciousness transformed into a mental strike, severing the sense of emptiness and returning to normal.

He asked curiously, "Teacher Wu, after explaining all that, which foreign god bestowed a blessing upon you?"

Wu Youqing took a sip from her teacup and tapped his head with the plastic fork as if it were a teaching rod.

"Don't rush. I haven't gotten to that part yet."

After a brief pause, she continued, "Now that you understand what cosmic strings and superstring existences are, we can move on to the next level..."

Xue Jing sighed, "Is there really something even higher?"

He started to regret asking this question.

It felt like even Aban couldn't quite grasp all that Wu Youqing was explaining.

Xue Jing had initially thought that with Aban's help, he would eventually become an absolutely invincible existence... But now, it didn't seem so simple.

With a smile, Wu Youqing said, "Aside from our world, there are countless foreign gods and countless worlds out there. How could there not be something even higher?"

Xue Jing sighed softly, "Teacher, please continue."

However, Wu Youqing didn't immediately proceed with her explanation. Instead, she fell into deep thought before speaking, "What I'm about to tell you next is something that even the most advanced human scholars don't know... Perhaps only we, the God-chosen recipients who can communicate with the 'gods' to some extent, are aware of it."

Xue Jing tapped the table with his fingers and asked, "Is it alright if I know?"

Wu Youqing nodded, "It should be fine... As I said, your nature... is even more unique than a God-chosen."

Xue Jing: "..."

He wondered what she had discovered about him... or rather, what she thought Aban was.

Without waiting for him to think too much, Wu Youqing continued her narrative.

"Just as Earth is merely one planet among countless others in the universe, and all these planets are encompassed within it... If we magnify our perspective and view each universe as a planet, there must be a 'meta-universe' that encompasses all universes."

"And this 'meta-universe' also has its most fundamental building block."

Wu Youqing stated.

"I shall tentatively refer to it as the 'meta-string.'"

Xue Jing murmured, "Meta-string..."

"I don't know what the meta-string is or what its function is," Wu Youqing shook her head.

"All I know is that the foreign god who bestowed their blessing upon me, in a language translated into Chinese, is named—Crimson Mist."

...

After leaving the library, Xue Jing still felt dazed.

He had learned too much, too fast—things that he, as a low-level Karamy, wasn't supposed to know yet.

Cosmic strings, superstring existences, meta-strings...

He felt like a frog that had been forcibly pulled out of its well to witness the true vastness of the world.

Thankfully, as Wu Youqing had said, no superstring existence had entered their world since the death of the original god.

For the time being—and likely for a long while yet—humans didn't need to worry about facing such true gods.

"Let's focus on what's right in front of us."

Xue Jing snapped out of his daze and left the school grounds.

He and Wu Youqing had talked for a long time, and it was now past six in the evening; the sky had darkened.

He hailed a taxi and headed home.

During the ride, Xue Jing sat in the back seat, deep in thought.

Wu Youqing was a God-chosen.

And all God-chosen recipients would eventually experience the 'god-concealment phenomenon', disappearing without a trace.

Was Wu Youqing showing such concern for him because she wanted to use his help to solve the 'god-concealment phenomenon'?

Xue Jing stroked his chin. "If 'god-concealment' is related to godhood, then I might actually be able to solve it..."

However, Rich Lady Boss hadn't mentioned it, so he didn't ask.

Lost in his thoughts, the taxi drove for over half an hour before dropping Xue Jing off near his neighborhood. He walked the rest of the way home.

Xue Jing took out his keys, unlocked the door, and was immediately embraced by a figure waiting inside.

"My baby~!"

"It's been so long! You've grown even taller!"

Xue Jing's mother, Nan Jia Yu, beamed with joy as she held her son, who she hadn't seen in almost half a year, in her arms, lovingly ruffling his hair.

"Mom, you're back..." Xue Jing managed to say as his head was buried in his mother's ample bosom.

Nan Jia Yu released him at his request to change out of his shoes.

Xue Jing freed himself from his mother's embrace, put on his indoor slippers, and turned to face her.

She was dressed in a sophisticated burgundy OL outfit, with light makeup that accentuated her features. Despite having given birth to two children, she looked remarkably youthful, with not a single strand of white hair. Her long, shiny black hair and graceful demeanor made her appear to be in her early thirties at most—a well-preserved, mature beauty.

Xue Jing smiled and hugged her back, asking, "Where's Dad? Why didn't I see him?"

Nan Jia Yu ran her hands through Xue Jing's hair and face, examining the changes in her son's appearance, as she replied with a smile, "Your father still has some work to finish up. He'll be back tomorrow. I missed you and your sister too much, so I came back ahead of him."

"Oh, my dear son, you're getting more and more handsome, and taller too... But that's enough now; don't grow any taller, or you'll make your future wife feel insecure..."

As she spoke, she started feeling his body.

"Wow, these muscles..."

Xue Jing quickly grabbed her hands to stop her, saying, "Mom, you must be tired from your work. Let me cook dinner for you tonight!"

Xue Wan's lively personality was largely inherited from her mother, Nan Jia Yu.

Xue Jing was well aware of this.

His mother still saw him as her little boy who hadn't grown up yet, and if he let her continue, who knew what she might start checking next in her enthusiasm.

Nan Jia Yu paused, then smiled brightly.

"Oh? You can cook now? Do you have a girlfriend?"

...

(End of Chapter)

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