Edwards looked at the person in front of him. At this moment, his mood was completely different from 10 minutes ago.

A nuclear leak.

700 million lives.

These burdens suddenly pressed on their shoulders, and no matter who they were, they would feel heavy.

Except... this guy sucking straws.

In the meantime, the soda in his cup had almost been drunk, and the straw kept sucking at the bottom of the cup, making a harsh sound. The guy didn't care about the water at all. He just stirred the ice with the straw, like a child with incomplete minds.

"Why do you do this?" Benjamin finally asked.

"It's interesting." The man shrugged.

"Interesting? 700 million lives! How could this be related to interesting?!" Benjamin felt that he wanted to slap the table violently and yelled this sentence, but he restrained himself. Killing with a madman was the most irrational behavior.

"Hehehe--you say it's boring, that's because you're still looking at things with your own eyes." The prisoner said: "If you look at it from another perspective, transcend the self and the self, or even beyond the universe... from the perspective of a 100% bystander, it's very interesting.

Imagine that the whole world has nothing to do with you. No matter how many people's life and death are just a number, it's like a novel, you're just a reader, so if a huge disaster of 700 million people occurs in the book, how would you view this plot?

Will you be sad for the death of these 700 million people? Will you cry for the lives of these 700 million people?

Haha, you won’t. Even if you feel heavy and uncomfortable when you see this, it’s just a feedback on the plot in the book.

You... will only care about how this explosion will end, and you will even think wildly, if this explosion really happens, then how should the next story go? Will the world in the book be paralyzed within a few seconds.

From this perspective, you will find it very interesting and worth looking forward to, and you don’t even realize how crazy your thoughts are.

Hehehe, because no one cares about a book..."

Edwards' breath was a little breathing. He didn't understand why this madman wanted to say this. From the perspective of a bystander? What a joke? How could someone look at things from this perspective? If so, then this man must be a madman too.

"I really want to discuss with you what you call a 'bystander', but I can't calm down. I'm just an ordinary human being. At this moment, I just want to stop this explosion. And you also said, give you a glass of water and you will give me the lives of these 700 million people. You can't speak nonsense, right? I want these 700 million people to live now!"

Edwards tried hard to get these words clear. As a Sherlock-level detective, he had never put on such an attitude in front of a prisoner like this.

"Okay, I can give you the lives of 700 million people, but...hehe...you have to call me for another drink, you need...the sweetest kind."

As the prisoner said, he handed the empty cup in his hand to Edwards.

At this moment, Edwards had no choice but to meet the other party's request, just a drink. I hope this guy won't play any tricks anymore.

He reached out to pick up the quilt handed over by the other party...

However, just the moment he was about to touch the cup.

"Bang!"

The prisoner suddenly let go of his hand and the cup fell directly to the ground, smashing it to pieces!

“Hahahahahaha——————”

The prisoner laughed, and the thread sewn on the corner of his mouth pulled the wound open, making people creepy.

"What the hell do you want to do?!" Edwards pressed the volume he was about to yell. He had no time. 24 hours, 700 million lives, and he didn't have a slight time to waste with this madman.

"Ahhhhh, I got it wrong. I thought you could get it...hahaha..."

The prisoner said as he stretched out three fingers.

One left hand and two right hand respectively.

"Look, this is what you want. Go quickly, half of the city is waiting for you to save it."

"What does it mean?" Benjamin asked.

"Hehehe——"

"What do you mean, what do you want to do?"

"Oh, the most charming thing in the world is those sweet things."

The prisoner began to mumble on his own. No matter how Benjamin asked, he seemed to be unable to hear it, looking like he was immersed in the world he had imagined.

A few minutes later, Benjamin finally understood that the other party had given his answer.

He will not communicate with him anymore.

But...what does it mean...

One finger on the left hand and two on the right hand.

Do they mean 1 and 2?

Is the code to turn off the reactor 12?

"Damn!" Benjamin walked out of the interrogation room and looked inside from the one-way mirror. He could still see the prisoner humming like a madman, and he laughed strangely from time to time.

"What does it mean!" Benjamin knew that even if he could crack these two gestures, it would take a lot of time and he could not wait.

So he took out his cell phone...

A phone call was made!

......

Meanwhile, a stepped classroom is packed in state universities, the third largest urban area in North America.

Professor Munster's lecture is undoubtedly a feast in the academic circle for those newcomers who have just entered the field of mathematics and yearn for a firm foothold here.

Even if you just look at the door through the window of the teaching and research room, you can brag about it with your friends for half a month.

"Any single-connected, closed three-dimensional manifold must be homoembred on a three-dimensional spherical surface...

Simply put, a closed three-dimensional manifold is a bounded three-dimensional space; single connection means that every closed curve in this space can be continuously shrink into a point, or in a closed three-dimensional space, if each closed curve can be shrinking into a point, this space must be a three-dimensional spherical plane."

On the podium, a man with a beard said something 99% of people couldn't understand, but in this classroom, everyone's eyes were filled with the light of seeking knowledge.

Suddenly, at this critical moment...

"Ring~Ring~Ring~"

A series of phone calls began to sound.

You don’t need to guess that the phone ringtone comes from Professor Munster’s private mobile phone. Because listening to this kind of lecture, all students will consciously mute the phone.

Even the slightest interruption is disrespect for Professor Munster's lecture.

But Professor Munster himself must ensure that the phone can be used normally.
Chapter completed!