"I'm sorry to tell you that you have lung cancer. If you take the proper treatment, you still have a chance to recover. Does your family know about this? We suggest that you stay in the hospital and cooperate with the treatment! "
"How long do I have?"
"This shouldn't be a problem in the near future, but there are still some …!"
When Lu Zhiyu walked out of the hospital, he was in a daze. He felt that everything was unreal, as if he had just had a dream. The sea of people that rushed past him seemed to be in a different world, as if there was an invisible boundary that separated him from this world.
Lu Zhiyu had no intention of receiving treatment. There was no need to waste money on cancer. Even if he were to die, he did not want to die in a hospital bed with tubes inserted.
Lu Zhiyu's lungs had been weak since he was a child, and he often coughed. After working in the capital for a few years, his coughing worsened when there was fog. Although he had thought of leaving the capital a long time ago, he had put it off because he was at the peak of his career. It had gotten worse recently, but Lu Zhiyu had treated it as an old problem and did not think too much about it. He did not expect it to end up like this.
He quit his job, bought a plane ticket, and began his journey home with a suitcase. Lu Zhiyu was born in Jiangcheng. His hometown was a single-door house with a courtyard. It had been renovated and looked quite modern. However, because no one lived there, the courtyard was dilapidated and devoid of life.
Lu Zhiyu's parents had passed away a long time ago, and he did not have any close relatives. His classmates had also gradually lost contact with him as he entered society. When they met again, they were no longer the same. Utilitarianism and estrangement were written all over their faces. It was better to reminisce than to see each other. Although colleagues joked and laughed with each other, it was difficult to communicate like teenagers.
Thinking about it, he really felt that his life was quite boring. It was as if a life template that had been used by millions of people had been applied to him. Other than the cancer, he was like a puppet on a string, being led around by people, by the entire society, and by the inertia of fate.
The house had been vacant for a long time, and was covered in dust. Lu Zhiyu lifted the cover and began to clean and tidy up. He found many old things in the corner. There were toys, textbooks, and graffiti from his childhood. He was filled with nostalgia.
"Hey, what's this?"
Coincidentally, Lu Zhiyu found an old mahogany box on a cabinet in the storeroom. He opened it and found a mess of things inside. There were badges with farmers' heads, inkstones, red books, and, of course, the one that caught Lu Zhiyu's attention the most was a white scroll.
Because this scroll was too white, it didn't seem to have a trace of pollution. The texture looked delicate, as if it had been smeared with a layer of oil. It had to be known that if a piece of paper was left for a long time, it would naturally change color. This thing must have had some thoughts. It was indeed strange that it could be preserved so well after being randomly thrown in the box.
These things must have been left behind by his grandfather. Lu Zhiyu was very curious about what the painting was about. He brought it to the living room table and slowly unfolded it. Lu Zhiyu, who had been looking forward to seeing it, was suddenly disappointed.
"What? It's just an empty painting!"
Just as Lu Zhiyu was about to put it away, he noticed a black dot on the painting. He took a closer look and found that it was a small grasshopper. Lu Zhiyu laughed. "Such a big banner, and only a small grasshopper that can't be seen? What a waste!"
Lu Zhiyu looked at it carefully, then suddenly touched it with his hand. He immediately discovered something shocking. Lu Zhiyu felt as if his hand had passed through a gap and touched something.
Lu Zhiyu was shocked. He pulled his hand back and saw that he was holding a grasshopper in his hand. Lu Zhiyu was so shocked that he stamped his foot. "What the hell, what is this?"
The moment he let go, the grasshopper immediately jumped up and bounced on the floor of the living room. Lu Zhiyu looked at the grasshopper in disbelief. He immediately got up and looked at the painting, only to find that the grasshopper had disappeared.
"You took it out? It's alive? "
Lu Zhiyu looked at the painting, then at the grasshopper that was bouncing on the floor. His mouth was wide open. He seemed to have discovered something incredible.
Lu Zhiyu was also a web novel enthusiast. He would read novels for an hour before going to bed every day, so he was no stranger to this kind of thing.
"Could it be a portable? A portable space? A treasure of the farming style? "
Although he was about to die, Lu Zhiyu did not complain or give up on himself. He still had to live his life, especially since he did not have much time left. He had to live it to the fullest. Finding such an interesting thing at this time was a pleasant surprise for Lu Zhiyu.
In the next few days, Lu Zhiyu conducted many experiments with the painting. There was indeed a space inside the painting, but it was different from the space he had imagined. Lu Zhiyu called it the painting space.
Its space was flat. From a scientific point of view, this space was not three-dimensional, but two-dimensional. Everything that entered it would be automatically sealed into a two-dimensional existence and suffer from dimensional reduction. However, after becoming a two-dimensional existence, it would return to its three-dimensional form when taken out. Lu Zhiyu couldn't understand how such a magical situation could happen.
This was the first discovery that Lu Zhiyu had made after putting all kinds of things into the painting space. The second discovery was that there was no time in the two-dimensional world of the painting space. Entering it was like entering an eternally still river. No matter what was sealed in it, no matter how long it was stored, it would still be the same when taken out.
The third discovery was that the painting space seemed to reject living creatures. Lu Zhiyu tried to put living creatures into the painting space, but found that the current painting space couldn't handle living creatures that were too strong. The moment chickens and ducks were put into the painting space, they were torn apart and disappeared. Lu Zhiyu guessed that the entrance of the painting space couldn't handle it, so it fell into the dimensional gap.
Lu Zhiyu caught a few ants and put them into the painting space. He found that there was no such situation. The paintings of the ants were quietly crawling on the scroll, as if they had been frozen by time.
Lu Zhiyu was very curious about why there was no time in the two-dimensional world. If there was time, then it would be a real world. If that was the case, then the painting space would be even more meaningful. Now, it was purely a storage space.
Einstein's general theory of relativity explained the concept of time as a separate dimension. From this situation, the world that humans lived in should belong to the four-dimensional world. However, humans could not directly observe the four-dimensional time, so humans were only three-dimensional creatures.
It was the same in the two-dimensional world. Even if time could not be observed, time should still exist. Lu Zhiyu decided to look at it from another angle.
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