Mathematical Bliss (Twenty-Four)
How incredible! No wonder they always said you had to stand on the shoulders of giants.
At such a critical moment, Fu Qian was quite sure it wasn't his imagination.
It was like grabbing a lifeline while sliding toward an abyss, giving himself a moment to catch his breath.
And the more he experienced that, the more he hated the feeling of sinking into the abyss—but fortunately, this lifeline seemed sturdy enough.
Soon, he had caught his breath more than once. Fu Qian could clearly feel his condition stabilizing. His thoughts were no longer growing more abstract.
But then again, even the predecessors had summed up such a useful technique. How had they still failed to last until the end?
It was difficult to find an answer to that question. For now, Fu Qian's perception of time had deteriorated so badly that he could hardly tell how much longer he had to hold on.
Especially with no one saying a word.
"Thanks for the reminder."
But that was all right. He could start a conversation himself.
"If time runs out but I'm still asleep... what will happen then?"
The next moment, after thanking him, Fu Qian asked the question as steadily as he could.
"Don't worry. That won't happen. When you start crawling around on the ground like livestock, I'll announce the result and take you out."
The Old Man's reply was brimming with confidence.
That even seemed to explain why they called this the Heart-Beast Punishment.
Apparently, long before Fu Qian, the Brotherhood had already compared the sensations it caused to an inhuman cycle of reincarnation.
"Of course, the Brotherhood won't keep you around. You'll get the freedom you've always wanted."
Unsurprisingly, this punishment was purely for torment. As someone who had killed, Fu Qian was