The Law Of Virtual Body Energy And Its Medical Application: A New Paradigm For Diagnosis And Treatment Based On Virtual Reality Mapping Chapter 10

A sense of belonging is a community imagined by consciousness and thought.

What is the definition of a black hole?

Oh, did I not explain it? That is my fault, Shen Molin admitted honestly. Let me make up for it now.

As you saw, two explosions occurred that day. The first was an individual’s thought breaking through a threshold, while the second was an explosion caused by the accumulation of all collective thought energy in a short period.

The thoughts of a group might differ slightly from those of an individual, but as for how they differ… cough, I am sorry, I have not fully summarized that yet.

But in short, everything has an upper limit. The reason I attempted to trigger a third explosion back then was to calculate the actual maximum value of collective thought energy.

Theoretically, after breaking through that maximum value, this energy would concentrate toward a central point, spiraling and converging to form a constantly devouring thought black hole.

I venture to guess that, similar to a black hole in the astrophysical sense, a thought black hole also possesses an Event Horizon that cannot be observed by external Ethereal Entities, Singularity characteristics, and radiation that constantly evaporates outward.

Qi Ruiqing recalled some long-forgotten knowledge.

In that case, it also has a black hole limit, and its radius is related to its mass.

Yes. However, all of this is based on the hypothetical premise that Ethereal Entities possess some kind of material significance similar to the properties of mass.

Shen Molin stared at Qi Ruiqing with great interest. You really have studied astronomy.

Yes, it was a former hobby, I told you.

Then how about we discuss black holes in astronomy?

Qi Ruiqing declined; he did not want to show off his slight knowledge before an expert.

So he pulled the topic back. So what exactly happened last time?

Well… I do not quite understand it myself, actually.

Shen Molin stepped on the collapsed floorboards beneath his feet and stretched toward the eastern dawn, preparing to embark on his grand plans. These problems urgently need to be solved, which is why I have returned!

He certainly looked much more energetic like this than when he was staying at home.

Qi Ruiqing sat on a row of rebar that Shen Molin had bent into a right angle. He took a sip of the oat milk Shen Molin had made and a bite of the chicken sandwich Shen Molin had prepared, silently praising that this guy was getting better and better at cooking.

Logically speaking, it is entirely scientific and consistent for a brand-new, independent black hole to exist outside the range of influence of another black hole. In interstellar space, supermassive black holes like TON 618 and Phoenix A are observed equally by humans, so it is perfectly feasible for Thought Black Hole No. 1 and No. 2 to exist on the ground.

Shen Molin pulled a whiteboard out from somewhere—possibly from his mind.

But No. 2 was stillborn.

Qi Ruiqing chewed the chicken, feeling the pleasure of the absolutely realistic cheese coating his palate. Shen Molin could actually create this heated, stringy effect; it seemed his memories from his past life had not been entirely forgotten.

To be precise, it was swallowed by No. 1.

Shen Molin tapped the small board. Everything he said was recorded by an enchanted whiteboard marker. He actually had the potential to be a teacher… though he probably would not be very popular with students or parents.

Unless every student was Qi Ruiqing… then Shen Molin might be a bit too busy to cope.

Based on my personal experience of almost being swallowed, I have reached the following three conclusions:

Qi Ruiqing wanted to drink soy milk next time. Every breakfast during university, he would have two shaomai and a bag of soy milk, carrying the bag in one hand while starting the little electric scooter that did not actually belong to him, then gulping it all down in a few seconds while standing in the hallway outside the classroom.

First: The gravity of a black hole actually only exists on the ethereal level and cannot affect physical matter. This is why nothing happened in reality after the aborted third explosion was absorbed.

Actually, the scenery here could be considered quite unique. Just like the current Shen Molin, it was a good match. Eating breakfast here felt rather like a wasteland aesthetic.

And there were no flies. Well… a white-eyed fruit fly perked up its spirits…

Second: Once stabilized, a black hole seems to be regarded as an independent individual. Analogous to a Glutton, its absolute gravity comes from its thirst for pure energy. This is also the only reasonable explanation for why the third explosion failed. It was not an environmental factor, much less an irrelevant variable. It was the deciding factor, an individual just like those monsters.

I still have to go back tonight; I do not want to sleep on the floor again. My lumbar muscle strain makes me want to cry from the pain of lying on a hard floor, and having Shen Molin use his wings as a cushion all the time is not a permanent solution…

Since we can come and go as we please anyway, there is no need to endure unnecessary hardship.

Third: Building on the second point, as an independent individual, a black hole cannot accept another independent conscious entity entering its interior. This is why I was not completely sucked in. And the reason the rescue team has been unable to enter the center of the explosion for so long is likely the same.

Should I still go to the rescue team? Qi Ruiqing was a bit undecided. He still wanted to go; after all, the green pepper vegetarian meat in the cafeteria was made to taste as delicious as real meat. Once he went back one more time to steal the recipe, he would stop going.

A black object flew over like a bullet, hitting Qi Ruiqing right between the eyebrows with a clang.

Qi Ruiqing, do not daydream. It was Shen Molin, who had thrown the black pen cap to snap Qi Ruiqing out of his half-awake state.

I was not daydreaming…

Then let me ask you, according to my understanding, if an independent conscious entity enters a black hole, what will happen?

Had this been covered? Qi Ruiqing did not know and stammered, unable to speak.

If you do not understand, listen carefully. Do not be so self-righteous! You are my assistant. Your job is to assist me in experiments, reflect and summarize with me, and inspire my thinking at critical moments, not to perform mindless mechanical repetition! If you are just a stupid kid who can only do one plus one, I might as well find an AI model to help me…

He actually scolded me! He dared to scold me!

Qi Ruiqing angrily picked up the pen cap and threw it back.

The pen cap was blocked by Shen Molin’s wing and fell limply to the ground. Shen Molin did not even look at it, suddenly wearing a deep, thoughtful expression.

Qi Ruiqing crossed his arms, waiting irritably for Shen Molin to apologize.

Oh… hmm? Why have you stopped talking? Shen Molin finally realized something was wrong with Qi Ruiqing. He picked up the pen cap and asked him innocently, Did you think of the same thing I did?

Qi Ruiqing ignored him out of spite.

Qi Ruiqing? Qi Ruiqing? Shen Molin walked over annoyingly.

Qi Ruiqing? Qi Ruiqing? He looked from left to right, admiring him, then reached out to shake him.

Qi Ruiqing? Qi Ruiqing? He crouched in front of Qi Ruiqing and waved his hand, persistent.

Qi Ruiqing’s mouth twitched, his face darkening. He wanted to hit him, but he could not bring himself to do it.

I did not think of anything. I was daydreaming, alright?

Oh… then you deserved to be scolded.

You bastard!

Qi Ruiqing rewarded him with a pinch to the ear, pulling it so hard that Shen Molin cried out like a chicken about to be slaughtered.

Alright, alright, it was my fault. You are not in the right state of mind, so I should not have forced you. Let us stop talking about this and save it for next time. Shen Molin pushed the whiteboard away but could not resist tapping the blackboard again. But these things are still very important. You need to understand them later.

Okay? Okay.

…

The sun rose. It was a rare sunny day.

What did you and Senior Sister talk about?

A slanted window allowed sunlight to filter into the emptiness among the ruins. Qi Ruiqing had always looked forward to a day like this, occupying a study room with Shen Molin where no one would disturb them.

Well… her fearful attitude toward me prevented me from asking much. Shen Molin sat on a collapsed beam that had snapped in two, propping up one leg. My first impression of her was not good either.

Whose first impression of you is ever good? Qi Ruiqing mocked him.

Shen Molin looked embarrassed. This just proves that practice is the sole criterion for testing truth.

Senior Sister was Shen Molin’s senior. Before Qi Ruiqing joined the group, the relationship between these two had already reached a state of mutual incompatibility. Senior Sister had a standard leader personality, while Shen Molin was a maverick who loved being unconventional. As a result, the laboratory was always in a state of chaos, and everyone else suffered for it.

Few could tolerate Shen Molin’s temper… Qi Ruiqing felt that he was indeed an oddball himself.

She saw that I had amnesia and asked if I remembered nothing.

How did you answer?

I said I vaguely remembered Qi Ruiqing and that experiment, but nothing else.

Shen Molin recalled the tense situation at the time and suddenly clicked his tongue. You do not like my parents, do you?

Why bring that up all of a sudden? This was a sensitive topic.

Because she said: You should not be as cold as your parents.

Shen Molin revealed everything without reservation. The way he looked at Qi Ruiqing was as pure as a child’s. You are not a cold person, so naturally, you would not like a group of people who are the opposite of yourself.

The three conclusions he drew were correct: Qi Ruiqing had no good feelings toward Shen Molin’s family; Qi Ruiqing hated cold-blooded and heartless people; Qi Ruiqing would not like characters who were completely different from himself.

Therefore, in his bones, Shen Molin was also very gentle. It was just that others did not understand him, viewing him as an outlier and a heretic—just as the followers of geocentrism in Western history could not tolerate the pioneers of heliocentrism and wanted to slaughter those who announced the truth.

…You are, after all, the child of a pharmaceutical company boss. Previously, there was public opinion claiming your mistake caused the disaster, so your family was dug up. Qi Ruiqing considered his wording, then thought it was unnecessary. But your parents gave it the cold treatment, stating: He is an adult and has the ability to independently bear the consequences of his own actions, therefore his behavior has nothing to do with the enterprise.

Shen Molin did not seem very surprised. Oh, I already looked that up yesterday afternoon.

He did not look very sad.

It seems our family does not have much of a sense of belonging to the concept of home. He shrugged. I only care about one thing…

Of course, we must care about one thing:

Currently, the person in charge of assisting the government in researching the truth of the explosion and providing theoretical support for thought energy is Shen Molin’s mother.

A bunch of fools. Shen Molin sneered at his mother’s abilities; he was truly “filial.” The fact that she and my dad could produce me through normal conception is a major genetic miracle.

Qi Ruiqing had actually met Shen Molin’s father’s… subordinate, but for some reason, he was certain that Shen Molin was their biological son, and that his foul mouth was inherited from his father.

I do not want to compete with them for first or second place. If data could really be shared, that would be a good thing.

But Shen Molin would not continue, because everyone knew that these parents were merely money-grubbers in name only.

Do you still remember the biggest conflict you ever had with them?

Shen Molin looked blank. Perhaps from his current perspective, he would not use such clumsy methods of resistance.

That time had scared Qi Ruiqing as well.

That time, Shen Molin had uncharacteristically taken a leave of absence and did not come to the lab. Qi Ruiqing was alone in the sterile hood using a 100-microliter pipette for grouping when Shen Molin, who said he was not coming, suddenly appeared at the door like a ghost.

At that time, they were not yet close enough to speak directly. Shen Molin stared at Qi Ruiqing for a long time with a very strange and unfamiliar look, asking him despondently: Are you sitting here of your own free will?

Qi Ruiqing was so startled he pulled the pipette out of the sterile hood.

He stammered that he did not know.

Shen Molin left without a word.

Qi Ruiqing was afraid something would happen to him—after all, Shen Molin did not look normal that day. He dropped what he was doing and chased after him, which resulted in the entire experiment failing later, wasting a lot of precious imported nutrient solution.

Shen Molin, do you think you truly love studying, or is it because of family reasons that you have no choice, or is it to show off?

Qi Ruiqing wanted to hear the current Shen Molin’s analysis of himself. He noticed Shen Molin’s expression darken slightly.

If it were not sincere, I fear I would have become your enemy like those who lost their minds. Shen Molin chuckled. However, I am more curious—did I have a conflict with my father because of this?

In reality, Qi Ruiqing was not clear about what exactly happened that day.

At that time, he and Shen Molin had not reached the point where they could interfere in each other’s family affairs, and Shen Molin never mentioned the reason for his leave.

He just sat very quietly and asked Qi Ruiqing very humbly if he would be willing to stay with him for a while.

What’s wrong? What happened? Shen Molin answered all of Qi Ruiqing’s questions with silence.

But Qi Ruiqing knew he must have suffered some kind of blow—something even more despairing than the time the lab lost power and caused two months of Shen Molin’s work to go down the drain.

Be quiet… Shen Molin told him weakly to restrain himself. Then answer me one question.

Actually, it was three questions:

If an object is defined by others from birth as being “in love” with another thing, is that “love” possessed of self-will?

Between a stable, high-paying but dull and tasteless job, and a passionate, vivid but futureless career, which would you choose?

In your view, am I a madman who truly loves learning, a slave forced by family pressure, or a clown who uses any means necessary to be unconventional?

Qi Ruiqing remembered the dark circles under Shen Molin’s eyes. It was as if all the exhaustion of the first half of his life had erupted on that day. While Qi Ruiqing thought silently for a response, Shen Molin stared blankly at a non-existent focal point in the air.

He was afraid of suddenly triggering Shen Molin, so he answered ambiguously.

Shen Molin hated irresponsible words like “maybe,” “perhaps,” “uncertain,” or “probably” the most, but that day he actually did not take offense.

I might not come to do experiments anymore.

He was about to leave, and Qi Ruiqing was so scared he grabbed him again.

I… I don’t know where to go… Shen Molin sighed. Do you know where I can just drink casually?

The drunk Shen Molin slumped in a circular bamboo chair, the redness on his face reaching his ears. His eyes were downcast, his brow still furrowed. That appearance was a far cry from his usual arrogance and bossiness; he even looked a bit weak and sickly.

From this, Qi Ruiqing concluded: High-intensity study is harmful to physical and mental health, with no exceptions.

That was about it.

Dammit, no beginning, middle, or end. Shen Molin felt uncomfortable all over from this fragmented piece of gossip.

You actually like gossip quite a bit.

No one doesn’t, especially when it concerns my past.

Actually, it was not an O. Henry ending without a conclusion. In fact, in the end, Shen Molin was picked up by a subordinate who looked like a “butler.” Before the dazed Shen Molin left, he told Qi Ruiqing: If I come tomorrow, I will be fine.

And then he came the next day.

The matter later ended so subtly and flatly that during the time they lived together, no one wanted to bring up the topic.

But fortunately, now they only needed a joke or two to move past the pain of the past.

We won’t see them again, haha…

Buzz— Buzz—

…

Qi Ruiqing, why didn’t you go to your appointment? Why are you still here eating?

It’s this… ah? Captain, what did you say?

Cough… who are you talking to?

The solitary Qi Ruiqing instinctively glanced at the empty space beside him and shook his head.

Did you not see the message I sent you? Have you still not found your phone?

No… I found it.

With that nervous look of his, he definitely had not found it.

Someone wants to see you to talk about what happened before.

What happened before… why?

Who was he glancing at again?

I understand… I’ll go right away…

Go quickly, don’t mess things up!

Qi Ruiqing left.

On his meal tray, the plate of vegetarian meat had not been touched.

But the Captain vaguely felt that a piece of meat had suddenly disappeared. Someone had taken it, carrying it away like a sample.

Qi Ruiqing…

This guy needs to be watched closely.