I Really Didn’t Mean To Be The Saviour Of The World

Chapter 732: Chapter 448: Fake Two-Dimensional Foil [4700 words, seeking monthly votes!] _1

Harrison Clark: “Crack it?”

Freddy: “Mmm. Although we have completely surpassed most of the Egyptian tribe’s technology, this metal alone baffles me. I can analyze its basic particle structure and the underlying energy structure, but I cannot figure out what force is binding it together and providing such a terrifying impact resistance.”n/ô/vel/b//jn dot c//om

Harrison Clark thought for a moment, “The Great Unified Integration Force, which corresponds to the Great Unified Cutting Force? Is it an aggregation of countless known and unknown forces? The characteristic of the cutting force is to tear through space, while the force within these metal foils and spheres is to bind space together? So it forms a small space that exists both within the three-dimensional universe and independently?”

Freddy nodded, “That’s basically it, but this is just our guess, and knowing this doesn’t help much. Without understanding its essence, we naturally don’t know how to use it, and we don’t even know how it was transformed from a metal sphere into a thin film.”

“I tried bombarding the metal foil with antiprotons to knock the fundamental particles out. I succeeded, but the next instant, those knocked-out particles vanished and returned to the metal foil, which remained intact. So I think the particles that make up the metal sphere are not real particles, but pure energy.”

Harrison Clark: “Uh…”

Freddy’s description reminded him of something.

Humans in the twentieth century had bombarded the Egyptian tribe’s spaceship from millions of years ago with nuclear bombs.

At that time, the damaged ship eventually recovered on its own, albeit at a slower pace than what Freddy had described.

But from Harrison Clark’s perspective now, that second-tier material had a striking similarity to the metal sphere they were looking at today.

It seemed that the Egyptian tribe was nothing special in other aspects, but in the application of this material that blurred the line between energy and matter, they had unique insights.

Freddy continued, “The quadrilateral metal foil you see here was not cut by me; it was already like this when I removed it from the surface of the Boomerang Battleship.”

“According to my mass estimation calculations, each metal sphere could produce hundreds of millions of such films, covering an area of one square kilometer. This means that if a complete Great Unified Integration Force truly exists within the metal sphere, then this sphere is essentially a micro universe with boundaries when viewed from the outside and without boundaries when viewed from the inside. It might even contain a Milky Way and countless galaxies within.”

“In the three-dimensional world, energy has no height. So, when using the metal sphere, the Egyptian tribe transformed a three-dimensional micro universe into a hundred million two-dimensional plane universes with only length and width and no height. It has been dimensionally reduced.”

Harrison Clark was shocked, “Two-Dimensional Foil?”

Freddy shook his head, “You’re talking about the dimension-reducing weapon from the ancient science fiction novels, right? Yes and no. Our three-dimensional macro universe cannot be reduced to two dimensions; there is no real Two-Dimensional Foil. This so-called dimensional reduction only specifically refers to these seemingly metallic materials that hover between energy and entity. The fundamental nature of the technology that transforms them is still the ultimate application of energy and rules in this universe. After all, no matter how these micro universes change, from the perspective of us three-dimensional life forms, they are always part of the three-dimensional universe.”

“In short, I want to share this material with people outside, but I can’t summarize a theory that fully describes its characteristics. So my description is like a rootless duckweed, and nobody would understand.”

Freddy looked very pained as he talked about his research process.

His state of mind matched human thinking patterns well.

When humans encounter strange and mysterious things, they instinctively try to analyze their principles and interpret their essence. The more incomprehensible something is, the more fear and curiosity it will provoke.

The smarter a person is, the more easily they are dominated by an unstoppable thirst for knowledge, filled with irrepressible curiosity about the essence of everything in the universe.

But humans couldn’t help it – after all, they were purely carbon-based lifeforms that needed to understand the essence to use things most effectively.

Compound-Eyed Observers, however, took a more straightforward approach, using biological methods to absorb and use whatever came their way without caring about the why.

Why bother?

As long as it could be used to build ships, wasn’t that enough?

Just look at their Angular Warships now – how durable and invincible they were!

Who needed to prove why one plus one equaled two when knowing it was enough?

Was proving that one plus two equaled three even worth an award or getting one’s name in the annals of history?

Was it necessary?

Was it important?

Freddy, unfortunately, did not share this mindset. He was an Earthling, and a very intelligent one at that.

Harrison Clark didn’t know how to comfort him, so he just twiddled the metal sphere with his fingers, weighing it lightly, and let his mind wander with some crazy thoughts.

“Brother, I know it’s a treasure, right in front of me. I can even see the stone door of the treasure vault, but I can’t open it. I… I’m so stupid, so dumb. If only I were smarter… I could have helped you.”

It was over; Freddy, like Sergey in his later years, had started blaming himself and moaning with his head in his hands. His slightly aged face twisted with pain.

Harrison Clark rushed to comfort him, “Don’t, don’t be like that. Hey, it’s not necessary. Really, it’s not. Think about it; we used to not understand anything about the Egyptian tribe’s technology – their Repulsion Fields, Unified Force Compound Shields; oh right, I didn’t even know what that was at the time, I named it Flowing Color Shield. And then there were Electromagnetic Interferences, Black Hole Bombs, Particle-interference Bombs, and stuff. We couldn’t understand any of them.”