The Law Of Virtual Body Energy And Its Medical Application: A New Paradigm For Diagnosis And Treatment Based On Virtual Reality Mapping Chapter 6
byTidal Force Derivation and the Roche Limit
Shen Molin?
In the blank secret realm, that person reached out. Qi Ruiqing heard the ringing of a cell phone and remembered he had spent the night here.
He picked up the phone. The screen was blank, with no contact name and no number, yet he understood that he had to answer it.
But Shen Molin was right in front of him, using that same face from the past, nodding to him gently.
So Qi Ruiqing answered the call.
There was no static, no human voice; the phone only transmitted a sensation of nothingness, like a thin mist. After a long silence, Qi Ruiqing finally heard a familiar voice.
Qi Ruiqing.
He naturally recognized where this voice came from.
What did you do?
…
Startled by a nightmare, Qi Ruiqing took a sharp breath and woke up.
The dawn light filtered through the glass window, shining on his face with a sense of desolation. He saw dust dancing in the air, chaotic and disordered like human fate.
He was lying on the marble floor of the second floor of the Library, accompanied by the cluttered debris around him.
No one was here… only him.
It was as if he had been sleepwalking, arriving here in a daze and then sleeping through the night alone.
His neck ached terribly, and his limbs were cold. Fortunately, it was summer, or he would have caught a cold long ago.
He rubbed his aching body and sat up from the floor, looking around at the emptiness and sighing.
He climbed up and felt his pockets.
His phone was gone.
He sighed again, holding his head as he walked out. He left the Library, walked through the ruins, crawled through the gap that seemed to have been left specifically for him, and returned to the camp.
For some reason, the camp was busier today than usual. The supplies that should have been placed on the grounds had been cleared away, and the captain blew a whistle to call him over.
Qi Ruiqing, why did you… Captain, let me borrow your phone for a moment.
Captain Yan was confused but lent it to him anyway. Qi Ruiqing sent a text to his mother, telling her his phone was lost but he was fine.
Thanks. Oh, it’s fine. Where is your phone?
I don’t know… maybe it was stolen.
This shouldn’t be a big deal.
Then did you see the message? What message? The retreat notice.
Retreat? Qi Ruiqing looked suspiciously at the other people coming and going, finding that everyone was performing their duties, hurriedly moving the camp’s supplies and items.
You actually didn’t have to come today. Why? Why are we retreating? Are we not advancing?
See for yourself.
A local numerical simulation in the East Zone shows an abnormal upward trend, with a risk of a third explosion. Personnel in West District 3 and surrounding patrol areas are requested to evacuate as soon as possible.
East Zone, explosion, as soon as possible, evacuate…!
See? Since you’re here, help out… Qi Ruiqing, where are you going?!
I’m going to find my phone. Qi Ruiqing just made up a random excuse.
But, don’t look for it.
The thought appeared out of thin air. Qi Ruiqing froze on the spot, his hair standing on end.
You know where he/it is.
Qi Ruiqing started moving again. He slowly walked out of the camp to the outside of the wall, stopped facing the corner, and slowly reached into his pocket.
Square, regular, smooth… the object he was more than familiar with sat quietly in his pocket, as if it were meant to be there all along.
Take it out.
Was this a command, or curiosity from the bottom of his heart? Qi Ruiqing couldn’t say, but he could only comply.
Then instantly, just like in the dream, the phone rang. The unidentified caller was like a death summons; a pair of eyes seemed hidden in the radio waves, playfully flashing with a bright yellow light.
But the ringing stopped abruptly, as if time had rewound a few seconds. The omen-like sound source disappeared, leaving only a single contact there.
He hesitated, then dialed back.
…Qi Ruiqing?
Shen Molin, Qi Ruiqing guessed he must have peeked at his phone, it won’t explode, will it?
Oh… hmph, those fools haven’t studied the Third Law of Ethereal Energy, but you have. Thought Energy that has entered an indeterminate state should not be calculated as a closed system. Simply estimating the growth rate of the West Zone to calculate the probability of an explosion is completely unfeasible.
Ah, Qi Ruiqing had indeed studied it. Shen Molin had explained it to him last night; high-purity energy concentrations also fall within the scope of the Third Law of Ethereal Energy.
So it won’t explode, right?
…About 10845.36 seconds earlier than the estimated 12:24.
What?! Qi Ruiqing glanced at the current time: 8:30.
Three hours early, wouldn’t that mean everyone only has one hour left?
Energy converges toward the center, unless… Shen Molin was still rambling on the other end, but Qi Ruiqing didn’t have time to listen to his long-winded theories.
Captain! Captain! He just ran toward the camp, shouting for everyone to speed up and evacuate immediately.
Sigh… he heard someone sigh helplessly.
Fine, Qi Ruiqing, go ahead.
The call cut off amidst the listener’s panic, and the phone was habitually stuffed into a pocket, returning to the place where it physically belonged.
Shen Molin silently put it back, turning to look at the group of test subjects trapped in the vat.
There were some things he didn’t intend to teach Qi Ruiqing about possible errors before he had researched them thoroughly.
And whether it was right or wrong would have to be proven by practice.
And what he liked most was… doing experiments.
…
Don’t worry.
Fortunately, to be safe, the captain’s original plan was to evacuate early. The bad news Qi Ruiqing brought didn’t cause too much of a stir. At 9:00 sharp, the western camp had fully retreated to a safe range.
And for the remaining half hour, Qi Ruiqing and that unique answer were brought to the temporary headquarters on the top floor of the dormitory building.
He saw other leaders besides his elementary school classmate, as well as some scientific researchers.
Why are you… His elementary school classmate looked at him with an expression of disappointment. Qi Ruiqing knew that if he continued like this, he would easily implicate the other party.
But he had to speak, because this concerned human lives.
Comrade Qi Ruiqing, how did you arrive at this answer?
Uh, how did he arrive at this answer? He had left in too much of a hurry and hadn’t asked Shen Molin for the analytical process.
My theory is still incomplete, I just…
As if hearing his plea, the ringing started again, interrupting his weak explanation.
Qi Ruiqing naturally stepped aside to answer the phone.
You should know that two explosions have occurred here, right?
Qi Ruiqing certainly knew, because Shen Molin was officially declared dead due to the second explosion. He had experienced the first one personally and witnessed the second one with his own eyes; how could he not know?
Do you know that the causes of these two explosions were completely different?
Such a long preamble… Qi Ruiqing actually wanted to interrupt him and tell him about his current difficult situation, but he understood even better that if he did, Shen Molin would start sulking quite miserably.
The first explosion, without a doubt, was caused by a threshold breach due to the rapid growth of Ethereal Energy. It destroyed the physical bodies of the organisms involved, but the resulting impact force was actually not that large.
Behind him, he heard his classmate’s warning cough; he knew he was being quite rude.
And the second explosion originated from an abnormal energy accumulation, which I call: the Ethereal Black Hole effect.
The powerful energy contained in those intense thought fluctuations of panic, fear, despair, and the attempt to survive brought by the disaster gathered toward the center of the first explosion, and finally… bang!
Tell them: Don’t overcomplicate things, just use the basic mass-energy equivalence formula for calculations. Their set of theories has far too much error.
Qi Ruiqing held the phone and returned to his original position, changed the wording slightly, and relayed it to everyone.
But the extreme points we estimated have nothing to do with that formula; they are actual values measured proportionally in the laboratory. How did you arrive at this answer that differs from ours? someone questioned.
Nonsense, I already said it. Shen Molin snorted disdainfully on the other end. There is more than one Ethereal Black Hole center here. Haven’t they studied the Third Law of Ethereal Energy?
But the original explosion center still has an acting force. Qi Ruiqing said.
After he said it, he saw everyone looking at each other. He didn’t realize at the time what secret he had just spoken.
How… did you determine that the explosion center from a month ago would still affect the present?
Qi Ruiqing had nothing to say; after all, he hadn’t determined it himself. He had just walked into the Restricted Zone for several nights, spent a night with a monster, and obtained a lot of first-hand information from that monster, that was all.
Ah, the most hateful thing was that monster, who was still sneering on the other end of the phone, acting as if it were none of his business.
Shen… Qi Ruiqing was so angry he almost shouted the name.
Spatial distortion, endless monsters—all of these are evidence. Just say you guessed it, can’t you?
Qi Ruiqing had no choice but to listen to him.
Guessing? Do you think this is a joke? But isn’t retreating early a precaution? What about afterward? The damage from moving back and forth?
Let’s do this, seeing that the situation was getting a bit out of control, the classmate stepped in to smooth things over. It’s almost the time Qi Ruiqing mentioned. Practice is the criterion for testing truth. Let’s see if it explodes before making a conclusion.
Qi Ruiqing breathed a sigh of relief.
Finished talking? Shen Molin asked him.
Um… Qi Ruiqing turned his back, covered the receiver, and lowered his voice. You ran away too, right?
Run? Qi Ruiqing, don’t you understand yet?
He didn’t understand Shen Molin’s question; he could only hear the people behind him counting down: Did he just say 10800 seconds early? Then it’s less than a minute…
Stop being mysterious, just leave quickly!
Qi Ruiqing, I can’t leave.
It felt familiar; Qi Ruiqing thought of the last few dozen seconds of Shen Molin’s life. He clearly could have come out, couldn’t he?
With his thinking speed and insight, he could realize a crisis was coming faster than anyone. He could calculate the exact time of an explosion, even to the decimal point; how could he not be able to spread his wings and fly out of the explosion range like he did last night?
Unless…
Strange, the energy has actually stabilized…
The first phase of the explosion was due to the expansion of Ethereal Energy, and the standard growth formula f(x)=0.0034% e is an exponential function, so the increase is huge and the growth is extremely fast, taking only a few dozen seconds.
But the second explosion had a time difference of nearly eleven minutes from the first, which… clearly did not fit the formula.
They were indeed completely different; their formula rules and critical extreme values were naturally different…
No… it hasn’t stabilized completely! Look, this slight fluctuation is more like…
Someone is controlling the suppression.
Qi Ruiqing, don’t you understand yet?
Qi Ruiqing’s gaze followed the current across the sky and the ruins. He gradually focused, seeing clearly the experiment that was underway.
Do me a favor and keep time. I can’t be sure if the moment of the explosion will still be linear. Observe from an outsider’s perspective and help me confirm.
Shen Molin turned around and met his gaze. Behind him were his former teachers and classmates, whose physical bodies were compressed and packed while their Ethereal Entities expanded violently.
Then, Shen Molin raised his hand.
Just like slaughtering a standard SD rat, he pressed down on their heads and neatly pulled their spines until they dislocated.
Their will to survive was the best, cheapest, and most accessible experimental material.
Qi Ruiqing saw it; he saw it clearly, more personally than the first and second times. Those tangible and intangible energies flowed toward the ultimate end of the world, merging at that void peak, collapsing inward, and disappearing at the Event Horizon.
He heard a silent wave crashing toward him, rising and falling with the medium, and finally rushing into his body.
Boom?
The floor shook for a moment, and everyone lowered their bodies almost simultaneously. But they clearly saw that behind that huge, reinforced, and modified transparent partition, there were no soaring flames as imagined.
It was as if the sound had been swallowed; it was deathly silent. Nothing had happened in the Restricted Zone except for that slight tremor just now.
No explosion? Someone looked at the detector, only to see a bright red, piercing warning sign. The detector is broken?!
Wait a bit. If there’s still no reaction, send a drone in first.
Finally, someone remembered the guy who had raised the objection.
Qi Ruiqing, are you okay?
His classmate turned around, only to see Qi Ruiqing weakly lowering his eyes.
3.15…
He muttered that mysterious number and suddenly clenched his empty palm.
Shen Molin… you…
…
A strange rustling, followed by the terrified whimpering of some creature.
In the messy background, in the corner cast by the shadow of the building, that massive monster puffed out its wings. Shen Molin’s wings cast a gloom, bringing a terror unique to the demonic side.
Shen Molin’s head was buried very low, buried in the face of another, weaker-looking monster that was being held down by his sharp claws.
A hoarse, terrifying roar; the predator’s claws pierced the prey’s flesh, causing another round of desperate struggling. A hand that still looked human reached out from under Shen Molin’s wing as if seeking life, waving wildly.
Sucking and chewing; he chewed as if savoring some delicacy. The emotion of despair was bitter and astringent, yet it was as energy-rich as compressed biscuits or chocolate. Shen Molin’s body trembled slightly, digesting the plundered thoughts.
Until the hand stopped moving, he finally raised his head slowly.
Those cold-blooded, beast-like eyes swept over, looking at the uninvited guest who had been standing there silently for a long time with an incredibly gloomy face.
Shen Molin slowly straightened his body and tilted his head.
He then propped himself up, flapping his wings, and stood up somewhat staggeringly from the prey’s corpse, stumbling toward him.
But the guest stood still, not dodging at all. He pounced and hugged the other person.
Not right… not right… He gasped for breath, the weakness of his body making his speech intermittent. My… my hypothesis was wrong… the Mind Black Hole and… and simple thought are the same… but I need a new…
3.15 seconds.
Shen Molin couldn’t see the other’s expression, but he heard clearly.
Good, good… I’ll… calculate it again… Qi Ruiqing, thanks…
A gust of wind whipped out, interrupting Shen Molin’s words and slamming hard into his face.
Probably because of anger, this slap was even more intense than the burning sensation brought by the energy fluctuations. Shen Molin tilted and fell directly to the ground.
3.15… haha, Shen Molin, if they hadn’t retreated, you would have manufactured an explosion, wouldn’t you?
But didn’t they retreat?
No casualties because they had foresight and there were unexpected events, not because you were kind enough to save them!
You even planned to do it three hours early!!
The sound of Qi Ruiqing’s gritted teeth made his heart tremble.
Shen Molin, how could you do such a thing?
Shen Molin lay on the ground, lacking even the strength to move. He still didn’t understand what he had done wrong.
Those patients… they aren’t your test subjects. They were struggling, they were crying… Qi Ruiqing’s fists were shaking. Can’t you see?
He could see; that was exactly what Shen Molin wanted.
They are human!
Qi Ruiqing kicked Shen Molin’s shoulder, flipping him over.
They are human!! Just like you!!
He grabbed Shen Molin’s collar, roaring to make him understand.
You can’t do this… do you understand?
Shen Molin’s neck was limp and couldn’t hold itself up; his hair fell over his face, obscuring the confusion in his eyes.
…But, you call them monsters. The army will kill them and dispose of their bodies as having no recovery value, even letting them rot for nothing. At least I utilized them…
A numb pain transmitted from Shen Molin’s left cheek, and a metallic sweetness surged in his mouth. Shen Molin realized belatedly that he had been punched again.
But soon, the aggressor regretted it. Qi Ruiqing’s hand carefully touched his swollen cheek again, cupping it and using his fingertips to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth.
…You weren’t like this before.
This time, the savage hunter was pinned down and became the prey. Shen Molin stared blankly as Qi Ruiqing pressed closer to him, and he finally saw those desperate eyes.
Ah… I’m a doctor. I should have known long ago that even if a patient behaves normally, they are still… a patient.
It’s the scent of sadness… so bitter. Is Qi Ruiqing wallowing in self-pity again?
Yes, he was.
Those ten or so minutes between the two explosions—if he had gathered the courage to return to Shen Molin’s side, would everything be different? Would Shen Molin not have died, not have been resurrected, and not have become this unscrupulous way he was now?
Shen Molin, you shouldn’t be like this.
Shen Molin… Qi Ruiqing looked at the face on the ground with a dark expression, you’re sick.
Shen Molin didn’t understand.
You’re a patient now, and those people you killed were also patients.
Shen Molin didn’t say a word.
Promise me, you won’t do this anymore. Promise me.
Shen Molin didn’t promise.
Promise me… promise me!!
Shen Molin’s throat was gripped, and his neck was pressed down hard. He coughed but only held onto Qi Ruiqing’s wrist.
Qing… it hurts…
The strength on his neck subsided as the other’s emotions collapsed, and Qi Ruiqing slumped down in pain.
Shen Molin… don’t stay here anymore…
His spine rose and fell with his breathing; Shen Molin could only place a hand on his waist, using his remaining strength to pat him gently.
Let’s go home…