"I'm sorry to tell you that you have lung cancer. If you actively treat it, you will still have a chance to recover. Do your family know? We recommend that you be hospitalized and actively cooperate with the treatment!"

“How long will it take?”

"Are you early on, or have...?"

When Lu Zhiyu walked out of the hospital, he felt that everything was not real. He seemed to have a dream. The sea of ​​people passing by was as if he was not in the same world as him. A boundary that could not be seen clearly divided himself and this world.

Lu Zhiyu has no intention of treating cancer, there is no need to waste money. Even if he dies, Lu Zhiyu doesn’t want to insert a tube and dies in great pain on the hospital bed.

Since childhood, Lu Zhiyu's lungs have not been very good. He often coughs. He has been working in the capital for a few years. When he encounters smog, he coughs even more severely. Although he has long had the idea of ​​leaving the capital, because his work is at its peak, he has been delaying again and again. It has become more and more serious some time ago. Lu Zhiyu just regarded it as an old problem. He didn't think too much, but he didn't expect that such a result would be.

After quitting his job, buying a plane ticket, and dragging a suitcase on the journey home. Lu Zhiyu was born in Jiangcheng. His hometown is a single-door house. It has been renovated and looks quite modern, but because no one lives in it, the courtyard looks dilapidated and unpopular.

Lu Zhiyu's parents had long passed away, and there were no close relatives at home. The classmates who were close to each other gradually lost contact when they entered society. When they met again, they no longer had the same flavor as before. Utilitarianism and separation were simply written on their faces. It is better to miss them than to meet each other. Although colleagues talked and laughed, it was difficult to communicate like a teenager.

Thinking about it, I really feel that my life is quite boring. It seems like a life template that has been used by millions of people is put on myself. Apart from the outbreak of cancer, I am like a puppet, being led by others, by the whole society, by the inertia of fate.

I haven't lived in my house for a long time, and it's covered with dust everywhere. I lifted the cover, started cleaning and tidying up, and found a lot of old things from every corner, including toys, textbooks, graffiti from childhood, full of nostalgia.

"Hey, what is this?"

By chance, Lu Zhiyu discovered an old mahogany box placed on the cabinet in the miscellaneous room. After opening it, he found that there were some messy things inside, including badges of farmers' avatars, inkstones, and red books. Of course, what attracted Lu Zhiyu's attention the most was a white scroll.

Because the scroll is too white, it seems to be without any pollution, and the texture looks delicate as if it is coated with oil. You must know that after the paper is left for a long time, it will naturally change color. This thing must have some thoughts. It is really strange that it can be kept so well when thrown into the box like this.

These things should be left by grandpa. Lu Zhiyu was very curious and didn't know what was drawn on the painting. He took them to the table in the living room and slowly unfolded. Lu Zhiyu, who had been looking forward to it, became disappointed in an instant.

"What, it turns out to be an empty painting!"

When Lu Zhiyu was about to put it away, he found a black dot on the painting. When he looked closer, he found that it was a small grasshopper. Lu Zhiyu laughed silently: "It's really a waste to draw a small invisible grasshopper like this big banner!"

Lu Zhiyu looked carefully and suddenly used his hand to rush up. He immediately discovered an amazing scene. Lu Zhiyu felt that his hand seemed to have passed through a gap and directly touched something.

Lu Zhiyu was shocked and retreated his hand. He saw a grasshopper being pulled into his hand. Lu Zhiyu was so scared that he said: "I'll go, what's this thing!"

The moment he let go, he saw the grasshopper jumping up immediately and jumping on the ground in the living room. Lu Zhiyu looked at the grasshopper in disbelief, immediately got up, looked at the painting, and found that the grasshopper on it had disappeared at this moment.

"Take it out? Alive?"

Lu Zhiyu looked at the painting, then looked at the grasshoppers jumping on the ground. After growing his mouth, he found that he seemed to have discovered something amazing.

Lu Zhiyu is also an online writer enthusiast. He reads novels for an hour before going to bed every day. He is not unfamiliar with this kind of thing.

"Is it a carry-on flow? a carry-on space? a farming treasure?"

Although people are about to die, Lu Zhiyu does not have the idea of ​​complaining about others and giving up on himself. He still has to live his life, especially since there are not many days left, he must live a fulfilling life. At this time, discovering such an interesting thing is simply an unexpected surprise for Lu Zhiyu.

In the next few days, Lu Zhiyu conducted many experiments on this painting. There was indeed a space in the painting, but it was different from the space he imagined. Lu Zhiyu called it a painting space.

Its space is flat. From a scientific point of view, this space is not three-dimensional, but two-dimensional. Everything entering it will be automatically sealed into two-dimensional existences and will be subject to a dimensional dimensional impact. However, after becoming an existence in the two-dimensional world, it will be taken out and restored to the three-dimensional form. Lu Zhiyu can't understand how this magical situation occurs.

This is the first discovery. Lu Zhiyu concluded by putting various things into the painting space. The second discovery is that there is no time in the two-dimensional world of the painting space. Entering it is like entering an eternal and static river. No matter what is sealed like in it, no matter how long it is left, it will still be the same.

The third discovery is that the painting space seems to be very repulsive to living things. Lu Zhiyu wanted to try to put the living things in it, but found that the current painting space could not withstand the living things that were too powerful. The moment the chicken and duck were placed in it, it was torn apart and disappeared. Lu Zhiyu guessed that it might be that the entrance to the painting space could not bear it, so it fell into the dimension gap.

So Lu Zhiyu caught a few ants and placed them in the painting space, and found that this was not the case. The portraits of several ants were quietly climbing on the painting axis, motionless, as if they were still sealed by time.

Lu Zhiyu was very curious about why there is no time in the two-dimensional world. If there is time, it is equivalent to a real world. In this way, the meaning of drawing space will be greater. I don’t want to use it as a storage space now.

Einstein's general theory of relativity interprets the concept of time as a separate dimension. From this situation, the world in which humans are located should belong to four dimensions, but humans cannot directly observe the fourth dimension time, so humans are just three-dimensional creatures.
Chapter completed!