Just as Fatty's scalp tingled and a chill ran down his spine, Gu Mian suddenly touched his chin and said, "Let me give you an analogy. Say I write a novel; the idea of the protagonist suddenly jumping out and killing me is impossible. Similarly, the gap between low-dimensional and high-dimensional worlds is vast. Theoretically, a low-dimensional world eroding a high-dimensional one is absolutely impossible. The probability of such an event is about the same as my protagonist killing me."
"If you're in an absolute high dimension, then your statement would hold true. But we don't know whether the so-called 'real world' is also a low-dimensional world," Liu Ruyan tilted her head slightly. "If we're not in an absolute high dimension, then anything is possible."
"Absolute high dimension," Fatty mused with sudden understanding. "That's… like a god, then."
