Chapter 620: In Terms of IQ, Mr. Zhang Sees No Difference Between People and Dogs!

Everyone was stunned. Zhang Lin spoke slowly: "Actually, the so-called imaginary number is a mathematical concept. Corresponding to it is the real number. Between this imaginary and real, we can simply understand it as existence and non-existence."

The moment these words left his mouth, every face in the crowd went blank on the spot!

Whether there were any university math students sitting below or not, those who weren't completely lost probably understood roughly what was said about this coordinate axis.

Then Zhang Lin drew a Z-axis on this horizontal and vertical coordinate axis, turning it from two-dimensional into three-dimensional.

He continued at once: "The imaginary space is a Z-axis. It exists, but points extending in this way have no possibility of intersecting in the normal two-dimensional world. They are in a completely parallel relationship. This is the concept of imaginary space."

Zhang Lin saw that everyone was still baffled, which was within his expectations.

After all, not everyone can figure out the framework between quantum mechanics and mathematics.

So Zhang Lin switched to another way and continued: "To give a simple example, this is equivalent to our world having a Crescent Restaurant like this, but above our world there also exists a Parallel World. The premise is that this is my hypothesis."

"The imaginary space itself absolutely does not exist. This is a hypothesis. Under the premise of this hypothesis, in another world there is another Crescent Restaurant, and another Crescent Restaurant, overlapping endlessly in an endless cycle."

"This is how that Z-axis extends infinitely through space—there are infinite imaginary spaces."

The next moment, all the bewilderment turned into shock. Some people were shocked because they roughly understood.

Others were shocked entirely by the academic thinking Zhang Lin had displayed—shock that came from Zhang Lin himself.

"Sumeru Mustard Seed?" These four words suddenly sprang from someone's mouth in the crowd.

Everyone looked at that person, and Zhang Lin smiled too, nodding as he said: "If you really can't understand, these four words can just barely explain it. It's the Sumeru Mustard Seed you've seen in ordinary fantasy novels."

"A place that both does not exist and yet exists—this is imaginary space."

"Mr. Zhang, before you started storytelling, were you a quantum mechanics professor hiding your identity and coming here to tell stories?"

Zhang Lin had assumed the other person was joking, but no one laughed. Instead, they all looked at him very seriously, waiting for his answer.

Zhang Lin then shrugged rather helplessly and said: "A storytelling Mr., well, just like a crosstalk performer—his belly is a general store."

"You have to learn a bit of everything, otherwise how would you handle an audience like you?"

This sentence made everyone laugh.

The official personnel who had been continuously relaying information while watching the livestream did not laugh. They had even begun to doubt their lives.

Because going forward, they truly did not know how to relay Zhang Lin's words.

Originally, they only had to jot down the general meaning of what Zhang Lin said, understand it, and then pass it along.

But right now they simply couldn't remember it. Zhang Lin had explained the concept and formation of this imaginary space in three different ways.

Yet it was all too abstruse. Let alone understanding, they didn't even have the slightest capacity to comprehend.

A place that both exists and does not exist?

Then does this place actually exist or not?

People from different academic backgrounds would have different understandings of this sentence. If a philosophy student heard it, they might ponder it for a month or even longer.

The official personnel watched the replay several times over before finally making the call.

The person who answered the phone above was also eager to quickly hear news from the scene, but instead heard a string of words that left him dumbfounded.

"Wait a moment, leader. I don't quite understand what 'both exists and does not exist' means?"

The official personnel said, a bit exasperated: "Don't ask me! That's what Mr. Zhang said. I've tried my best to relay his exact words to you."

The archaeology team member who took the call covered his forehead and shook his head.

Then he said, somewhat helplessly: "Then could you please say it a couple more times? I really didn't remember."

The official personnel took a deep breath and could only mechanically repeat what Zhang Lin had said.

In the end they still couldn't remember it all, so they could only listen to a few sentences and then relay a few sentences over the walkie-talkie.

Down in the tomb chamber, Yang Lu listened to the fragmented messages, her face equally full of puzzlement.

But she was, after all, the leader of the Mountain Movers. The next moment she had a sudden flash of realization—her pupils dilated sharply!

Shine the flashlight on the fourth mural!

Yang Lu realized that the reason Zhang Lin had emphasized the meaning of this imaginary space was that his ultimate purpose came from this fourth mural.

If that was the case, then the concept of imaginary space itself probably wasn't that important. Zhang Lin only wanted to use it to lead into what the fourth mural spoke of.

From the very beginning, Yang Lu had been especially interested in the fourth mural, because it had the most eyeball patterns on it.

Wang Wang Kaixuan was scratching his head and ears at this moment. For him, understanding something like imaginary space was simply too difficult.