Paintings of TerrorCh258 - God Doesn’t Play Dice?

Everyone passed the second round of the language test. Of course, this “everyone” no longer included Qi Muhuan.

Ke Xun tested his pulse and found that he was still alive. However, Ke Xun couldn’t determine if sealing Qi Muhuan’s mouth was merely a punishment or if it would eventually lead to his death. Nevertheless, at this point, everyone was too preoccupied to be concerned about him. Because after the second round of the test, they quickly moved on to the third round. kdbS3j

In this round, there were more restrictions on the words, adding the words “not”, “and”, and “is”.

Everyone’s mental state was already stretched to the limit, even Mu Yiran and Shao Ling refrained from saying additional words. Every time they opened their mouths, they carefully considered their words. As for the others, they had already started reciting names of people.

Story translated by Chrysanthemum Garden.

Despite this, Deng Lin was still deducted 10 seconds for violating the rules, because among the names he read, there was someone named Lu He

After this, everyone lasted for several more rounds, words like “have, of, now, want, to” were also added to the restricted list. NCtGgX

As everyone ran out of names of people they were familiar with, they began reciting names from books, movies, TV shows, and even titles of books and animated series. The group struggled within the harsh constraints of the rules.

Several more rounds passed, the girl with shoulder-length hair, the girl with long hair, Dong Yao, Luo Bu, and Wei Dong accidentally made mistakes and were deducted 10 seconds or even 20 seconds. Until eventually, Dong Yao, who had already been deducted 20 seconds, made another mistake and became the second person to receive punishment.

Dong Yao’s lips, like Qi Muhuan’s, were sealed tightly with fleshy filaments, forming a lump of flesh on her face. Her exquisite makeup was washed away by her tears, creating a bizarre and grotesque appearance. Dong Yao cried bitterly and collapsed on the ground, but everyone expressed their helplessness.

The test continued, and this time, even Ke Xun, Zhu Haowen, Fang Fei, and even Qin Ci made errors or, rather, they struggled to think of suitable words and phrases as the available vocabulary dwindled.

There were more than 100,000 Chinese words, but practical daily use only involved 5,000 to 7,000 characters. Coming up with different word combinations within 10 to 30 seconds appeared easy but was quite challenging. This was especially true after extended periods of extreme tension, where their focus, concentration, and mental acuity inevitably waned.

For the first time, they realized that using language became such an arduous task under rigid and strict rule constraints.

People often said that language and writing were among the most beautiful creations of humanity.

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But now, where was the beauty in this? 8vTO5S

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Dong Yao, whose mouth had been sealed, had also been rendered unconscious by Ke Xun to prevent her from being too frightened and running around and injuring others. She was placed next to Qi Muhuan, lying quietly. CV5TzU

At the end of the last round, all the text and images on the large screen disappeared, replaced by the same dice that had appeared at the beginning.

“This means… we have to keep rolling the dice?” Wei Dong looked at the screen feebly.

“Please, don’t touch it…” Luo Bu waved his hand with exhaustion. “At least let’s take a rest first. My head is about to explode. I don’t have the energy to use my brain anymore…”

Shao Ling glanced at Mu Yiran and Qin Ci, then at Ke Xun, Zhu Haowen, and Fang Fei. Seeing that everyone had the same sentiment, he said, “Let’s not touch that dice for now. Everyone, take a break and try to piece together the clues. We can’t keep rolling the dice endlessly and remain trapped in this crazy test endlessly.” PuUB6D

“But I think only by continuously rolling the dice will we have a chance to find clues related to the signature,” Zhu Haowen said, “This should have something to do with what was displayed on the screen earlier about ‘Does God play dice’.”

“You’re right,” Shao Ling agreed, “but I suspect that rolling the dice will lead to even more challenging tests. Through the so-called language test we just went through, it’s evident that Cheng Shi found it challenging to let go of his son’s death. He has channeled his resentment into this painting, much like this rigorous and extreme language test, which is related to the issues regarding the school’s education system that his son complained about.

Story translated by Chrysanthemum Garden.

“Then we can probably speculate that the other numbers on this dice might also represent something related to education,” Qin Ci suggested.

“It’s also possible that not all of them are,” Ke Xun added. “I believe that when Cheng Shi painted this, his thoughts were in disarray. Don’t forget, he’s a madman. I feel that within this madness, his longing for his son surpasses his resentment toward the educational system his son died under. So I think the key to finding the signature isn’t in the education system, but in how he intends to reunite with his son.” MsGiPS

“I agree with what Ke Xun said,” Mu Yiran continued. “A madman’s logical thinking is hardly complete, and the representation of his thinking in this painting is likely to be a tangled and confusing mess. However, even if he turned mad, those fragmented memories and cognition that have been destroyed in his mind were accumulated during his sane moments. So, a deeper analysis of this person’s life, thoughts, and experiences still can help us find clues within his confused mental world.

“The current issue is that we are confined to this room. If this is an artwork of a restricted environment, then the signature can only appear within this room. However, all the walls, the ceiling, and the floor are bare. Obviously, finding the signature is tied to completing tasks, which means we must continuously roll the dice. Only after we finish more tasks, we can discover the clues to find the signature.” Zhu Haowen said.

“The dice is the key,” Fang Fei stated.

“Does God play dice or not, this sentence feels very strange,” Deng Lin chimed in. “It’s obviously crazy words a madman would say.” IalgE

“No, these are not crazy words,” Mu Yiran said. “God does not play dice. It’s a famous quote from physicist Einstein. It’s aimed to oppose probabilistic interpretation of quantum mechanics.”

Ke Xun: “……Please behold my eyes that thirst for knowledge.”

Wei Dong: “Plus my ID number.”

Luo Bu: “Then I can only throw in my bank card number.” kiBzKj

As the slacker student group eagerly looked at him, Mu Yiran felt he had a heavy responsibility. He was about to rephrase the explanation into something these three could understand when Zhu Haowen suddenly spoke up, “In simpler terms, it’s about whether all the physical phenomena in nature are fundamentally random or whether they follow predetermined rules and trajectories like a set program.”

“In the early 20th century, the physics community was divided into two factions. One faction, known as the orthodox faction, supported the Copenhagen interpretation and believed that the fundamental nature of the physical world is randomness or unpredictability.

The other faction, let’s call them the ‘classical faction’, represented by Einstein, supported classical physics, believing there’s no true randomness in the world, and all physical phenomena follow a set of rules, intricately connected and operated along predetermined trajectories.”

“So, Einstein said, ‘God does not play dice,’ meaning that the Creator does not make arbitrary decisions using dice to manage the universe at will.” 9UyqK

“Understood,” Ke Xun nodded. “In other words, some people believed that everything in the world happens randomly and unpredictably, while others, represented by Einstein, believed that everything in the world follows a set of rules and everything has already been pre-programmed. Every effect is determined by a cause, the previous step decides the next one. Right?”

“Right.” Zhu Haowen nodded.

“Isn’t it obvious that Einstein was right?” Wei Dong said. “The universe must surely follow certain rules. If everything is random, wouldn’t it be chaotic? The moon wouldn’t revolve around the Earth, today it revolves around the Earth, tomorrow Mars, and next day it zooms between Mercury and Jupiter, who can tolerate that?”

“The key here is,” Shao Ling added, “if there are no predetermined rules in the universe, and everything is random and disorderly, then to the field of physics, it would be a fatal catastrophe.” w4ZskF

“Meaning?” Ke Xun looked at him.

“What is science?” Shao Ling smiled. “Science is the study of natural laws, the investigation of the rules governing the changes in the universe. If everything in the universe is random and chaotic, then human science would come to an end. The culmination of wisdom and knowledge from countless scholars and thinkers over thousands of years would become worthless. Research in physics would become meaningless. Science would cease, and physics would collapse. This would possibly be the most desperate catastrophe for humanity.”

Story translated by Chrysanthemum Garden.

“In other words,” Wei Dong nodded, “So what were these people arguing for? Isn’t it quite clear whose perspective is correct?”

“But in fact,” Zhu Haowen also smiled, “the ultimate result of that debate proved Einstein wrong.” a B6iZ

Wei Dong, Ke Xun, and Luo Bu, as well as Fang Fei and the three newcomers who had been listening nearby, all had shocked expressions upon hearing this.

“Wait, w-w-wait,” Wei Dong raised his hand incredulously in a ‘stop’ gesture, “What did you say—Einstein was wrong? Who made that judgment? Who has the qualifications and reasons to make such a judgment?”

“Reality made that judgment, numerous experiments regarding quantum phenomena have proven it,” Zhu Haowen calmly looked at him. “In fact, Einstein also acknowledged the randomness of quantum phenomena.”

“So you mean… the entire universe truly has no rules?” Wei Dong exclaimed, his hands covering his face, his mouth agape like the expression in Munch’s “The Scream”. t ARvV

“I don’t think it’s that absolute,” Zhu Haowen continued, “Quantum physics deals with phenomena in the microscopic world, a world involving particles like atoms and electrons. However, in the macroscopic world, matter is composed of billions of atoms, and their interactions tend to cancel out the uncertain nature of individual particles. So, they are relatively stable and have some discernible patterns.”

“Discussing science in a world ruled by supernatural forces, are we going off-topic?” Luo Bu scratched his head.

“I have a question,” Ke Xun suddenly said, “So do you guys think, regarding the situation of the paintings, is it random or is it governed by some rules?”