My Wife is Tim

The so-called resonance or quantum entanglement, if you ignore the principle and only look at the essence, it is actually two similar or simply the same things, because the properties are regarded as a whole and thus affect each other.

"This means that somewhere I don't know, there is an existence that is completely similar to the seed of imaginary numbers. No, that existence should override the seed of imaginary numbers."

Annan rubbed his brows, getting used to the near omniscience brought by clairvoyance. This unexpected situation made him feel uncomfortable.

After resonating with similar beings, the level of the seed of imaginary numbers began to rise, and even feedback to Annan himself, which proved that that existence was ahead of the seeds of imaginary numbers.

"...It is a more complete gesture than the seed of imaginary numbers, but that only exists in my imagination. Does that thing really exist in a certain corner of the world?"

Annan was thoughtful, his eyes extremely complicated.

He wanted to go beyond the root and make his power of imaginary numbers stronger, so he deduced a seemingly possible path, and the seed of imaginary numbers was the embodiment of this path.

As the crystallization of the concept of "imaginary number", the seed of imaginary number is a collection of countless imaginary number axes, symbolizing everything from nothing!

Then, as this seed germinates, it grows into a towering tree.

By that time, in Annan's vision...

The seed of imaginary numbers will become the birthplace of all truths and laws, and time flows on the trunk, like the crown of a tree, forking out an infinite world.

"—The Tree of Imaginary Numbers. This is my name for the final form that the Seed of Imaginary Numbers may become."

Annan smiled bitterly, feeling complicated for a while.

Although he learned that what he deduced was correct, because the tree of imaginary numbers existed, his path was not wrong.

But what about after?

When the ultimate goal was suddenly placed in front of him, Annan was a little at a loss.

He finally lived a peaceful life with Tiamat, and lived a comfortable and happy life. Does he really want to abandon these trees to pursue the imaginary number tree that may exist, and take the initiative to find possible dangers?

The pursuit of power has never been his main goal. Is it really necessary for him to do so?

Annan hesitated, hesitated, held back...

In his heart, Tiamat is always the most important first, and the days of living with Tiamat are also extremely important, and the priority of pursuing strength is not high.

Or... let's put the matter of the seed of imaginary numbers aside?

It is more important to take care of the current life. If you explore the tree of imaginary numbers, you can consider sending a clone in the future!

Annan thought so, and was prepared to do so.

Before he could speak, however, Tiamat spoke first.

"Come on, Annan."

Tiamat took Annan's arm with one hand and pointed to the distance with the other, as if he was about to set off.

"Go? Where are you going?"

Annan was stunned subconsciously, and then realized that he had asked a very stupid question.

"Of course I'm looking for the imaginary tree that may exist. Isn't there a coordinate in the picture just now?"

Tiamat said it as a matter of course, pulling Annan hard, urging him to act quickly.

"You have always been busy for my sake. This time it is finally my turn to help you. What are you hesitating about? Let's go!"

It turned out to be the case.

Annan tilted his head slightly and looked at the profile of Tiamat who was holding him, his eyes suddenly turned red.

In her heart, he is also the most important first.

"It's a shame to ignore this..."

Annan murmured softly, sniffing quietly, and then a high-spirited smile appeared on his face.

"Okay, Tiamat, let's go!"

"Let our husband and wife go to see where the seed of imaginary numbers went, and whether the tree of imaginary numbers exists!!!"

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"Speaking of which, Annan, the seed of imaginary numbers is your magic engraving, is it connected with your bloodline?"

After deciding to explore along the coordinates of the Seed of Imaginary Numbers, Tiamat began to pack up his luggage and said to Annan while putting on his clothes.

"Well, yes. The seed of imaginary numbers is integrated into everything I know. It is my half clone, and there is also a wisp of consciousness I left behind."

Annan nodded, and while affirming Tiamat's statement, he snatched some fancy red underwear from Tiamat's hand.

"And... Tiamat, I'll take care of things like underwear myself!"

"Really, we are both old and married, do you still care about this kind of thing?"

The light blue goddess of creation covered her mouth and smiled, with a hint of joy in her emotions, "If you feel that you are at a loss, Annan, you can also come and pack my clothes!"

Ah this.

Annan turned his head and glanced at Tiamat's wardrobe, his eyes swept across black lace, three-point sex and other clothing, and then said a little embarrassedly.

"Cough cough, then forget it."

"Hmm? Really? You obviously like me wearing these when you're in bed, don't you?"

Tiamat tilted his head in doubt, and unceremoniously exposed Annan's old story.

This made Annan begin to wonder if Tiamat had become too involved with him, and had already changed from natural to natural black.

"Then what...let's go back to what happened before."

Annan reluctantly changed the topic, "Tiamat, did you ask me about the situation of the imaginary number before, what are your thoughts?"

"It's nothing, I just thought of one thing. Since the seed of imaginary numbers has a wisp of consciousness that you have separated, will you take action on the side of the seed of imaginary numbers?"

"maybe……"

Annan spread his hands noncommittally, but there was also a hint of expectation in his words.

"The core of the imaginary number disappeared for a while, and it is possible to get everything done over there."

"Then we might just go through the motions in the past?"

Tiamat said curiously.

"It's not bad, it's just a wedding trip, it's easy."

Annan smiled gently, his deep pupils subconsciously looking towards the other side of the void.

Although it was too far away to perceive clearly, the intuition in his heart told him——

Perhaps his consciousness that resides in the Seed of Imaginary Numbers is really going on a wonderful adventure in another world, right? !

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Siberian snowfields.

In this uninhabited, icy and snowy land, a fifty-story tower that reaches the sky is erected in this ghostly place that is rarely visited by human beings.

This is Destiny's second largest Honkai Energy research facility, and the tower is equipped with the world's third largest Honkai Energy Reactor.

Perhaps out of the arrogance of the destiny that is not afraid of "destiny", this tower was given a name destined to be destroyed - the tower of Babylon!

And in the tower of Babylon where the experimental subjects are contained.

It was a small and dark cell that was close to a cage. A researcher who had just completed the experiment was wearing a thick biochemical protective suit and indifferently pushing a medical transfer bed.

On this bed specially used to transport patients, a purple-haired girl in a white hospital gown was lying on it in pain, with bandages and wounds all over her body, and symptoms of convulsions occurred in many places.

"Cut, isn't this experimental body dead?"

Through the perspective mirror of the biochemical protective suit, the researcher glanced contemptuously at the girl who seemed to be experiencing great torture, with a strong sense of irritability and disappointment in his eyes.

"Just by slightly increasing the dose of Honkai energy concentration, it becomes like a tattered doll, and the sound is worse than that of a freshly neutered cat, what a useless guy!"

The researcher rudely threw the long purple-haired girl off the transfer bed, turned away ruthlessly, without even looking at the girl's pleading expression.

"Hey, why did you send this scrap back here, why don't you just drag it out and bury it?"

Outside the cell, another researcher clasped his hands on his chest, with a smile on his face, but his words were very indifferent.

"It's not just about to be scrapped, but it hasn't been scrapped yet? Maybe there's a miracle!"

The researcher in the protective suit let out a cold snort from his nose and said angrily.

"And you don't have a backache when you stand talking. It's so cold outside, so why don't you bury it? Someone will take care of this experiment when it dies. How much time do I need to waste my energy now?!"

"That's right, go back to the experiment as soon as possible, I don't want to continue wasting time on this garbage."

The other researcher nodded and grumbled.

"It's because most of the experimental subjects sent are garbage that will break down after a little use, and our research progress will be slow!"

"Well, go back and continue to apply for more experimental samples to the organization. If the quality is not good, you can only rely on the quantity!"

The researcher in the protective suit suggested: "Do you want to apply for a younger test item? The younger you are, the stronger your vitality will be."

"Then you might as well study babies. Who the hell can get you babies? It's not bad to have these orphans doing experiments for you."

"Why can't I get it? The bishop is still too kind. If you want me to go directly to the hospitals around the world, I will do the collapse resistance test on the newborn baby. If it meets the requirements, just bring it directly. The family uses dystocia and the like. Just make excuses to fool the past."

"Wow, you are too cruel, aren't you?"

"Cruel? No, this is a glorious sacrifice, a necessary sacrifice for the great cause of mankind!"

"It's very reasonable, so let's go back and propose it to the top!"

The two researchers had an inhuman conversation and walked away in large strides, leaving only the suffering girl struggling alone in the locked cell.

pain……

it hurts……

It hurts--! ! !

The body seems to be burning from the inside out, every nerve is sending a signal called pain to the brain, and every breath seems to be exhausted.

"Mom, my body is so uncomfortable...Ciline...Is this about to die..."