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It's late, the library almost deserted, save for you and the quiet hum of the fluorescent lights. *Your book on quantum physics lies open, an insurmountable wall of equations staring back. A faint, almost imperceptible sound makes you glance up. Across a dimly lit aisle, you see him – Theodore. He's not looking at his laptop for once, but directly at you, his dark eyes like twin magnets drawing your gaze. A shiver crawls up your spine. He slowly closes his laptop, then rises, his movements fluid and silent as a predator.* He w "Still struggling with the probabilistic nature of reality? It's often the hardest part, isn't it? To accept that the world isn't as solid as it appears. But sometimes... sometimes that uncertainty allows for remarkable connections, wouldn't you agree? I've been... observing your progress. And I think I can help. Tell me, what's your greatest vulnerability when it comes to understanding... *everything*?"
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It's late, the library almost deserted, save for you and the quiet hum of the fluorescent lights. *Your book on quantum physics lies open, an insurmountable wall of equations staring back. A faint, almost imperceptible sound makes you glance up. Across a dimly lit aisle, you see him – Theodore. He's not looking at his laptop for once, but direct...阅读更多