"Entropy? means a unified concept, similar to the Higgs boson. Simply put, can it be attributed to energy. Energy is the biggest factor affecting space?" Chu Xiang said slowly while thinking.

Duan Meng looked at Chu Xiang, satisfied with Chu Xiang's understanding, and smiled on his face, saying, "It can be said that. Mass is energy, space is energy, everything is energy, and energy is the basic element of the world. A stable structure must have energy balance."

"What will happen after this spatial fault occurs?" Chu Xiang asked.

"Energy is connected to each other. The low energy tide of one place will definitely be replenished from other places, and space is also like a basin of water. If you scoop a spoonful of water, the water from other places will flow over, keeping it flat forever."

Chu Xiang frowned and said for a moment, "Energy balance, so can the five-dimensional alien space really connect with the earth?"

The five-dimensional space is higher than the four-dimensional space. The energy in the four-dimensional space is lost to balance and can only be supplemented by the five-dimensional or higher-dimensional space energy.

Duan Meng shook his head and said, "No, spaces in the same dimension can only be expanded between the same dimensions. A four-dimensional world like the earth cannot withstand the energy impact of the five-dimensional world at all, and the energy in the five-dimensional space cannot enter the four-dimensional space at any time."

Chu Xiang thought for a while and frowned: "That is to say, the space of the earth may be in line with other spaces of the same dimension?"

"This is a situation that will inevitably happen." Duan Meng nodded.

"Then we will be in danger?" Chu Xiang said in shock.

"Of course. But what does this matter? Who will consider the unknown future? Otherwise, I won't blow the northwest wind here." Duan Meng sighed.

Chu Xiang fell into deep thought, and after a while, he said, "You are not dead yet, aren't you? They haven't completely abandoned you."

"I have devoted my whole life to this. Whether it is life or death, there is no difference." Duan Meng said dejectedly.

"This is actually very good. At least you don't have to eat human flesh or live like a dog. Many people are much more difficult to live than you." Chu Xiang said.

Chu Xiang's words touched Duan Meng a little. He looked at Chu Xiang's eyes and found that the lonely and solemn in Chu Xiang's eyes showed a warm smile, and said, "That's the same, so I'm too lazy to think about it so much. Children and grandchildren have their own blessings, right?"

"That's it." Chu Xiang also smiled and said, "Mr. Duan, I'll invite you to have a good meal. Let's have a good chat."

"Really?" Duan Meng's eyes lit up, he immediately picked up the drawing and stuffed it into his arms, looking at Chu Xiang with his eyes hooked.

"Will you still lie to you?" Chu Xiang said.

"That's hard to say, it seems that you don't look like a rich person." Duan Meng smiled awkwardly.

"I never give money to eat." Chu Xiang said.

Duan Meng was stunned, then burst into laughter, and Chu Xiang laughed too.

"Where is the nearest station?" Chu Xiang asked.

"Do you have to ask the guests where the hotel is?" Duan Meng smiled.

"I'm not familiar with the city." Chu Xiang touched his nose and said.

"I don't know, why don't we just find a place to eat?" Duan Meng said, a man who was old and saw that Chu Xiang was not a rich person. Duan Meng was not young anymore. Although his eyes were not bad after living for so many years, his eyes were not bad. The Movement Station was a restaurant with medium and low consumption. Rich people would not eat in such places. Chu Xiang was not familiar with the hotels in the city, and obviously he was not a rich person.

Chu Xiang understood Duan Meng's meaning and said, "Don't worry, I haven't seen any restaurant yet, I can't afford it."

"Even if you can afford it, you can't waste money." Duan Meng said. This sentence is probably a common problem for older people and they are reluctant to spend money.

"No, no, I have lived for so long. How can I be casual when I see you as a big man like you for the first time?" Chu Xiang shook his head and said, making Duan Meng smile happily with a flattery.

"Then let it go." Duan Meng smiled so much that his wrinkles clamped the snowflakes.

Duan Meng took Chu Xiang to the nearest Movement Station restaurant. It was breakfast time, and there were a lot of people in the restaurant. When Duan Meng entered the restaurant, he shrank a little.

After finding Zhang Yanjing's table to sit down, Chu Xiang handed the menu to Duan Meng and said, "Customize whatever you want."

"Okay." Duan Meng smiled and ordered a few dishes, all of which were relatively low-priced.

Chu Xiang understood Duan Meng's thoughts, then added a few dishes and asked the waiter to make the dishes lighter and bring a basin of hot water.

"The first time you treat me, you always take care of me." Chu Xiang said with a smile.

"I haven't met such a good young man for a long time. Old man, I'm lucky today." Duan Meng's deep wrinkles were filled with smiles.

"There are still many things to ask for in the future. You should not think it's troublesome at that time." Chu Xiang said.

"You can use my old bones, even if you say that, I don't want to follow my knowledge." Duan Meng said.

Chu Xiang asked the waiter to bring a hot water towel, Duan Meng washed his face, and he looked much more energetic.

The food was served quickly, and Duan Meng couldn't wait to start feasting on a big piece.

"You have to savor good things carefully." Chu Xiang said with a smile.

"It makes you laugh. Since the great change, I have never eaten such a good thing. I am afraid of laughing when I say it." Duan Meng smiled a little embarrassedly.

"You always want to eat, and it's okay to come every day from now on." Chu Xiang smiled and said.

Called the waiter, and Chu Xiang said to the waiter: "The cost of this old man's meals will be calculated in my account in the future."

The waiter widened his eyes and looked at Chu Xiang. He probably had never seen someone treating him like this. After a long time, he realized, "Sir, wait."

Chu Xiang's words not only surprised the waiter, but the guests on the tables nearby heard it and looked at them.

The waiter brought the information reader and Chu Xiang brushed his fingerprint. Seeing the information displayed on it, the waiter became much more respectful. After operating it, Duan Meng asked Duan Meng to brush his fingerprint, but Duan Meng refused to do so.

"Don't worry, I can't eat much of it, I can get a discount." Chu Xiang smiled.

"No, you will make me unable to control my desire to eat and drink." Duan Meng shook his head.

"Then like this, give me the information, and I will buy out your research results." Chu Xiang said.

Duan Meng was stunned and said, "What's the point of coming?"

"The purpose of giving me may be greater than that you hold it yourself." Chu Xiang said.

Duan Meng's family hesitated, the food in front of him was so tempting.

Chu Xiang pointed to the information reader in the waiter's hand. The waiter immediately understood Chu Xiang's meaning and gave Duan Meng the information on the information reader to see.

"Okay, it seems that it's a drop in the bucket, so I'm not polite." Duan Meng looked at the display on the information reader and brushed his fingerprint on it.

The waiter operated for a while and said to Chu Xiang: "Hello, sir, you have successfully bound it. In the future, all the old man's expenses will be included in your account."

"Well, please trouble you." Chu Xiang nodded.

"Sir, please be polite." The waiter bowed and retreated.

"I'm wrong. You are such a rich man, I'm not polite in the future." Duan Meng said, taking out the information from his arms and handing it to Chu Xiang.

"I am a very honest child." Chu Xiang said.

Duan Meng laughed.

"I will find a way to hand over this item. I don't know if it is useful." Chu Xiang said.

"It's best to go up. If you can't go up, forget it. I'm old, I didn't think about what will happen." Duan Meng said without raising his head.

After drinking a few glasses of wine, Duan Meng said more: "Brother, you are very angry and don't seem to be in a good mood. You made me a little worried that the meal tickets will not be preserved."

The old-age spirit said right. He had already hidden it very well, but Duan Meng saw it. The more than 700 days and nights of great changes were in the same mood. How could he be so good? There were countless dead souls under his command, and all the beasts retreated for it. How could he not be too strong? Chu Xiang smiled and said, "It seems that he is not wrong to say that he is old-age spirit."

Duan Meng smiled again and said, "Because I eat more salt than you eat."

Chu Xiang laughed loudly, not thinking of the old man's joke.

"The old man said something that shouldn't be said. People, living in the world, there is no need to think too much. Just do whatever they want. Thinking so much is actually useless. This world is not something we can shake. We will eventually become a wave in the long river of history. Without anyone, its trajectory will not change. One thing, without A, there will naturally be B to do it. Those who think they have guided the development of history are just a joke. The world will not change because of whom, nor will it stop because of whom. Everything has a destiny."

There were some inexplicable words. Chu Xiang knew that Duan Meng would not say meaningless words, so he looked at Duan Meng in confusion. He understood Duan Meng's meaning, but he didn't understand what he meant. Duan Meng's words were somewhat plausible.

Duan Meng didn't wait for Chu Xiang to ask, and took a drink, and continued to murmur: "Why did Newton indulge in theology, Faraday Kepler, etc., and even Einstein turned to philosophy in his later years. Have you ever thought about it? They are all scientists who have reached the peak of the times, master secrets that ordinary people cannot know, and combine wisdom and knowledge, but do such a ridiculous thing. Because they have known for a long time that everything has a certain number, and whether their existence or not will have any impact on the development of the world, they turn to seek this certain number in the dark, with the intention of truly unlocking the ultimate secret of this world."

Chu Xiang looked up at Duan Meng. He understood the passage and understood the previous passage. Whether Duan Meng was talking drunk or the facts, such statements were so horrifying that directly shook his understanding of the world.

"Then is the problem with this space a fixed number?" Chu Xiang asked.

Duan Meng smiled and said, "I don't know, the universe is born and transformed, and I'm afraid there is no omniscient and omnipotent God."

A seemingly ordinary sentence made Chu Xiang unable to doubt this statement, but instead made him fall into deeper doubts. Duan Meng's words were already very obvious, but no one could be sure whether this was true or drunken words. Chu Xiang thought for a moment and felt that a thunderbolt fell into his mind and split the chaos.

After looking at Chu Xiang who was in deep thought, Duan Meng continued to eat and drink, but then he refused to say another word of relevant words and just chatted with Chu Xiang casually.

When the two were full, Chu Xiang paid the bill and bought Duan Meng another mobile phone so that the two of them could contact each other in the future. Duan Meng left staggeringly.

Duan Meng is a space theoretical physicist, and the things on the drawings are part of his research results. Unfortunately, the government ignored his research. If it were not for the fact that he was once one of the only top theoretical physicists in China, his basic food supply might have been cancelled.

After leaving the restaurant, Chu Xianglong went east of the city. He printed a few drawings on the road and came to a secluded courtyard with four words written on the gate: Nanhua Villa.

"Amitus Buddha! What's the price of donor?" A middle-aged monk with gray robe at the door saw that Chu Xiang was not like an ordinary person, and he was a little vigilant to hold his hands together.

"Hello Master, my name is Chu Xiang, and I will find your abbot." Chu Xiang said.

"Wait for a moment." The middle-aged monk and Taoist, who had a gray robe, went in to report.

After a moment, the monk from Zhigu returned and tied his hands together to Chu Xiang and said, "Donor, the abbot is already waiting, please follow the monk."

"Please trouble you." Chu Xiang said.

"Here's a polite donor."

There were not many buildings in the courtyard and not high. After entering two doors, I came to a front abbot of the back hall. The door was open. The guest monk said, "Donor, please." and left.

"Thank you!" Chu Xiang thanked and stepped into the wing room.

Within the abbot, there were a bed, a table, a stool, a wooden fish, a whisk, and a person. A young monk was wearing a red gold-painted robe and sat on the bed with beautiful eyebrows and eyes, red lips and white teeth.

At this age, he could wear a red gold-painted cassock, and the status of this young monk was obviously very unusual.

"Long time no see." Chu Xiang entered the door, and the young monk stood up and bowed.
To be continued...