In fact, the adjutant also knew that no matter what he said to Deadpool, he would not understand it 100%.
But after all, she is a relative of the Sheriff, so this small request can still be met. In order to let Deadpool taste the original Cybertron technology, she directly gave him a lesson in Cybertron language.
Not to mention being a bitch, neither the people nor the animals present can understand it. This kind of language, which is like the sound of an old modem dialing up on the Internet, is beyond the scope of human understanding. It should be a high-frequency pulse sound wave or
electric signal.
But fortunately, while she was talking, she also projected teaching aids to supplement the explanation. What she showed was familiar to everyone, it was a Möbius strip.
The adjutant's previous understanding of extradimensional space was that it had nine dimensions, but after Deathstroke went to the Idea House, met TOAA, and learned about the existence of the 'mystery', her current speculation is that there are three dimensions of human life.
There should be at least twenty-three higher dimensions.
These dimensions are invisible to the naked eye, or cannot be observed in three dimensions, but if you can touch the tail of a little concept through some means, they can be called compressed dimensions.
For example, if you put an ant on a piece of white paper and walk, it actually completes a three-dimensional action. Although it reaches from one point on the plane to another point, this is not a two-dimensional thing.
Then if the paper is rolled up, flipped and glued to form a Möbius strip, then the ant will walk along one side of the paper wall, and finally it will return to the starting point, and under certain circumstances it can continue in an infinite loop.
And this is an example of compressed dimensions. The Möbius strip is compressed from a dimensional perspective. According to physics, it has 3 dimensions, but if you change the perspective to an ant, what can it see? It will only be on the top
When walking, it can only always see a flat surface, and it will think that the 'world' is two-dimensional.
Going up or down will never come to an end.
What if the perspective is changed to 'paper'?
This is why now, Deathstroke feels the "rise", while Deadpool feels the "fall". The key is to look at the problem from different angles.
"Ah, okay, I won't listen anymore. I'm really not good at studying." Deadpool felt a little sick when he heard it, and the sharp beeping in Cybertron gave him a headache: "Anyway, what you mean is
, we are on the right path, is this right?”
The surroundings are all dark, my vehicle is also dark, and there is no scenery at all. This journey makes me feel unsure. Have you moved on the physical level?
"Of course, the Sheriff can't make mistakes." The deputy glanced at Deathstroke, nodded very proudly, and then said to the bitch in English and in a contemptuous tone: "A brain cancer patient like you just needs to follow along.
Don’t ask so many questions in the future, understand?”
Deadpool occasionally has some good ideas, but they are mostly clever, and grand strategy is not his place to comment.
"Uh, ki touch the chicken"
The cousin who made the strange noise turned his head and looked to the side. There was a dark nothingness, but he seemed to be able to see something there, and he said:
"Old fellows, you want to hear an explanation. I also asked, and I was even humiliated by the adjutant. But for some reason, when she scolded me, I was a little excited in my heart. It felt very exciting and refreshing.
You think, if I ask her to step hard on my face and mouth, will my cousin's hands slip?"
There is nothing to say about a journey without scenery. The sixth dimension was skipped directly, without even a card. The group was always shrouded in thick black smoke. When the smoke dissipated, they had arrived at the seventh dimension.
This speed cannot be said to be fast or slow, because time has little meaning in superdimensional space, at least the human concept of time is not very popular.
Compared with the sixth dimension, the seventh dimension has a few more things. I can’t tell what they are in a short time, and I still need to get used to it a little bit.
"Breathe~breathe~breathe~breathe~" The cat was doing stretching exercises on Deathstroke's shoulders, and was taking a big gulp of the air between heaven and earth, as if it was sensing something.
However, the scene currently appearing in front of everyone is easy to understand. It looks like a huge star system. To put it bluntly, it is a huge silver vortex all over the planet, emitting bright light.
Strictly speaking, the black smoke boat that everyone is riding on is floating in this universe, so whether there is air around it is another matter.
"Did you smell anything?" Su Ming stood up and touched the cat's belly.
"There's nothing, vomit, except for the stench from Deadpool!" But Thousand Cats Dream retched. Its sense of smell is quite keen, and sometimes it can get a lot of additional information, but if Deadpool is next to it,
This ability is considered useless.
If you breathe a little harder, the smell will drill into your consciousness like an electric drill, and the cat will start to feel queasy, even though it does not have a stomach organ.
But it is a dream, the dream of many stray cats. Those cats have stomachs, so they also know what the feeling of nausea is.
"Bobo, do you also want to try your sense of smell?" Su Ming reached out again, picked up the orangutan and put it on his other shoulder: "Or do you have any ideas? Now we have seen a whole collection of concepts similar to star systems.
, but where our goal is may still require some screening.”
Before entering the seventh dimension, I thought that the seventh dimension was a huge planet-like embodiment. Unexpectedly, things have become complicated now.
So is this some kind of defensive measure by the Court of Origin? When you find yourself here, you come here to delay time?
There is some possibility, but it may also be a cognitive error. Is the angle of my ‘observation’ wrong?
It's better to listen to what the orangutan thinks.
"I don't have to smell it, fu~~~" Bobo exhaled a puff of smoke and shook his head with the pipe in his hand: "The number of olfactory cells in dogs is three thousand times that of humans, and that of cats is one hundred and twenty times. Orangutans?
, almost the same as humans, haha, my vision and brain are more reliable."
"Forget it about biology science. It doesn't matter if you can't smell anything. Tell me what you think." Su Ming also lit a cigarette and looked at the gorgeous vortex in front of him.
"I think they are all the seventh dimension, but they are shown to us in this form. It should be a whole." The orangutan expressed his thoughts, took another puff of his pipe, squinted his eyes and said, "Maybe we
We should find a way or change the angle to make it show another look in our eyes."
"I understand, I've realized it!" Deadpool suddenly interjected. He leaned close to his cousin and did a break dance to express his excitement: "We seem to be overlooking it now, so, will it happen?"
Cousin, you flew too far. We may have reached dimension 7.0001? How about going back a little and try?"
"Well, you really have something." Su Ming thought about it, and it was possible. After all, it is a newly acquired ability, and it is normal to be unskilled in using it: "Then let's rub it back and forth, up and down, and try the devil's steps."