Absolute rationality meets ultimate aesthetics, and the cold probability formula begins to calculate whether the blooming of a flower is worth exchanging life for.
Wen Bo, an emotionally stripped mathematician, disassembled the world into percentages and optimal solutions, until he met Chi Yan - the mad artist who sculpted death in a pool of blood just to make the killing conform to the golden section.
Welcome to "Prism Theater":
An infinite system that collects extreme human nature,
An ultimate experiment on survival, aesthetics and love.
Here it is:
◇ Rational people learn to cry and use formulas to analyze the frequency of heartbeats
◇ Aestheticians practice calculations and look for gentle arcs on the blade
◇ Survivors begin to believe that some promises are more real than data
From the death dance of mirror symmetry to the truth of the contract in the data abyss;
From the art of destruction in the Star Colosseum to the spectral fusion at the core of the prism——
They are opposite paradoxes and solutions to each other's shortcomings.
This is not a story about conquering a system;
But how two broken souls become each other's most precise deviation,
In infinite reincarnation, write down the third possibility:
Within the framework of absolute rationality, let aesthetics grow wildly.
On the edge of the game of life and death, let love have a solution.
"Chi Yan, why did you save me? The probability shows that this is unreasonable."
"Because mathematician, your heartbeat frequency is the most beautiful irrational number I have ever seen."
When a probability machine begins to calculate the blooming of a rose,
When the aesthetic madman begins to map the trajectory of guardianship,
New rules are being written——
Whose error is it? Who is the best solution?
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