The True Value of g and π

“Until one time…”

Professor Yuan’s eyes grew deep and heavy.

“A massive tech-oriented virtual realm suddenly fell, merging with the real world before anyone could react.”

“You’ve studied gravitational acceleration, haven’t you? The g value is usually about 9.8 m/s².”

Huang Xiu nodded.

*g = G/m*, such a simple formula; even if she was bad at physics, she knew it.

“But do you know? Actually, in the past, the gravitational acceleration near the equator was 10, a whole number.” Professor Yuan said calmly, uttering words that could shatter everyone’s worldview.

“Wait, what do you mean?”

Huang Xiu was stunned. “That fusion changed the value of gravitational acceleration? How is that possible? Isn’t it calculated?”

“Why not?” Professor Yuan said gravely. “When a virtual realm merges with the real world, the virtual becomes real, and part of the real becomes false, because the quantity of the real is constant.”

“That fusion, besides gravitational acceleration, also changed the value of pi. The sudden changes in g and π nearly caused the collapse of mathematics and physics as universal disciplines. Countless scientists hanged themselves, and some even turned to studying theology.”

“To eliminate the impact of that fusion, we spent decades tampering with books and subtly altering people’s memories of the original values of g and π.” Professor Yuan sighed. “Even thinking about it now, it was an incredible feat! Especially in that era.”

Tampering with books worldwide and modifying human memories… no matter how you looked at it, it was extremely difficult!

Even with the aid of so-called supernatural abilities, erasing all traces in just decades meant that the strength and influence of the Specials far exceeded Huang Xiu’s imagination.

“Come on, everyone eat. Don’t just stare at me, making me feel like I’m hogging the food. I’ll feel embarrassed to eat.” Professor Yuan tapped his bowl in displeasure.

*Are you kidding? How could anyone have an appetite now—her worldview had just collapsed in an instant!*

Huang Xiu could hardly believe it was true, but what Professor Yuan said sounded incredibly real, and there was no reason for him to lie to her.

The immense shock left her dizzy, and a faint blush crept onto her face.

Just then, Yue Zhengyang suddenly interjected, “Professor Yuan, you’re eating so happily, but what about Junior Yun Ning?”

Suspicion flashed in his eyes.

“You didn’t forget about him, did you?”

“How could that be! Am I that kind of person?” Professor Yuan waved his chopsticks and spat a fully gnawed pig trotter onto the table.

*No, you are exactly that kind of person. I know it all too well…*

Yue Zhengyang stared at Professor Yuan with suspicion, his meaning clear.

“Hey hey, Xiao Yue, your expression gives you away!” Professor Yuan pointed at him with his chopsticks.

“He said he hadn’t finished his daily task today and insisted on running over.”

Professor Yuan picked up another pig trotter.

*Running over? From the bus station or somewhere? This senior named Yun Ning seems like a sporty type!*

*Hmm, not my kind of person.*

Huang Xiu shook her head silently. Although she was in decent shape, she always preferred lying down over sitting, and sitting over standing.

She adhered to a lifestyle of high efficiency, energy conservation, and healthy emission reduction.

“Running over!” Yue Zhengyang’s voice rose two octaves.

“You agreed to such a reckless thing?” The young man’s gentle expression was cracking. “It’s a full eighty kilometers from Jinlin South Station to here!”

“How long do you want him to run? Until tomorrow? The day after? Do you know how tight time is?”

“Wait!” Huang Xiu was shocked too. “Eighty kilometers? Running?”

*A full marathon is only about 42 kilometers!*

*Oh my god, is this really a sporty guy? Or a Cybertronian car guy?*

*Does this senior Yun Ning prefer No. 92 or No. 95 gasoline?*

*Or maybe diesel?*

“Xiao Yue!”

Professor Yuan wiped his mouth. “Don’t get excited. You haven’t seen Xiao Ning in half a year since you started field work!”

“That kid has changed more than you can imagine.”

“Hah, no matter how much he changed, can he run eighty kilometers?”

Yue Zhengyang gave a dry laugh, his meaning clear. “That would run him ragged!”

“This is utter nonsense!”

“Don’t worry, let me check.”

Professor Yuan slowly pulled out his phone.

“It’s already two o’clock. He’s been running for an hour. He should be almost here.”

As he spoke, he suddenly turned to look out the window, a faint smile appearing on his face.

“Speak of the devil, and here he comes.”

Huang Xiu followed his gaze downward. She had been wondering why the alley was empty.

The next second, a youth appeared at the entrance of the alley.

Sweat poured from him like rain, and his white T-shirt clung to his chest and back as if it had been washed.

His neat short hair, combined with a rather handsome face, exuded a unique sunshine of youth.

*A very neat and handsome young man…* Huang Xiu thought to herself. As a fat otaku who had been hiding in the sewers all year, she was genuinely envious of people like him.

After all, unlike her, they were the center of attention wherever they went.

But now, instead of envy, Huang Xiu was more curious about who this youth named Yun Ning was.

To be able to run eighty kilometers in an hour!

That speed was enough to get on the highway!

The youth seemed to spot Professor Yuan and Huang Xiu. He grinned and waved toward the second floor.

“Yun Ning, one year ahead of you. Last year, as a sophomore, he passed the entrance exam to join Tiandu University.” Professor Yuan introduced.

*So he’s a Special too? Of course. If he weren’t a Special, how could he run at eighty kilometers per hour!*

“Last year, he couldn’t even run two kilometers.” Professor Yuan said nostalgically. “Of course, I’m not saying that by becoming my student, you can train to run eighty kilometers in a year.”

“Haha, after all, I’m in great shape, not like those frail physical education teachers.” He cracked a lame joke.

Huang Xiu forced a couple of awkward laughs.

The school leaders always believed that only with a healthy body could one study more diligently and out-compete other students.

That was why, even during the stressful finals, their physical education classes were rarely taken over by other teachers.

“No more jokes. I mean if you become my student, I can help you develop your ability better.”

Professor Yuan’s expression turned serious. He picked up a piece of pig trotter and placed it in Huang Xiu’s bowl.

“Just like this pig trotter. An ordinary chef can only make an ordinary dish, but only an excellent chef can turn it into a mouthwatering delicacy.”

Huang Xiu: “…”

*Your analogy is way too weird, old man! Did you learn it from JoJo?*

*What kind of pig trotter am I!*

“So only people from Longjiang can see how good we Specials really are?” Huang Xiu said with a strange expression.

As soon as she said it, she realized her mistake and quickly cleared her throat. “No, I mean, Professor Yuan, Teacher Yue, I’m very grateful…”

Slap!

The door was suddenly flung open, cutting off Huang Xiu’s words.