Little Black, Is That You? Little Black

Li Dong, lying in a ward at 301 Hospital, had no idea what was happening outside.

He was now in a pitch-black space of consciousness, without light or sound, unable even to distinguish up from down or left from right.

He had even tried taking two steps, yet had no idea whether he had moved at all.

It was as if he had been cut off inside an unfamiliar world.

But saying he could hear absolutely nothing was not entirely accurate.

Occasionally, muffled sounds drifted through the dark space.

"The research institute will be mine."

"I'm planning to spend all the remaining balance."

"I stayed up late reading papers."

Li Dong: ???

What was going on? Was someone stealing his research institute?

Who was taking it? Clara?

It seemed that no one other than her would steal his research institute.

Wait, she had stayed up late reading papers?

He really wanted to ask Clara whether she no longer cared about her eyes.

But those voices came and went quickly.

Before Li Dong had time to ask, several equations from different fields suddenly appeared before him.

"?C?\/?t=K?-K??C?C?-Σ?k?C?C?+Λ(φ?)N?..."

Li Dong looked at the equations and silently read them aloud. Then he froze.

The nuclide yield of the Transmutation Network could actually be written directly into the defect equation?

This formula was a rate theory equation from the field of irradiation damage, specifically used to describe the creation and recombination of vacancies and interstitial atoms in materials under neutron bombardment.

Yet the latter half of the formula had an additional transmutation term that defied all convention.

That turned the equation from a purely materials-science equation into one that incorporated nuclear physics.

Li Dong worked through the integrated formula in his mind.

Damn...

This thing actually linked together flawlessly, without the slightest sense of