Outside the Finite Curve

Before that dusk, Su Xinghai was still a legend in Jianghai No. 1 Middle School. The brain of a genius and the soul of a middle school student are always looking down at the world that cannot be contained in textbooks. Lin Wanqing sat in the row behind him. Underneath her school belle appearance, she hid a heart that only accelerated for him. She collected the nonsense he tossed around, jotting down every one of his rants on the margins of her scratch paper—nonsense about the universe, particles, and the fate of humanity. Then, a truck, a car accident, and two souls fell into the void at the same time. Broken houses, barren mountains, and unfamiliar starry skies. Su Xinghai tasted powerlessness for the first time - the law of this world is called "spiritual root", but he does not have it. The most ridiculous genius turned into the most complete useless person. Lin Wanqing has it. The innate Taoist body is rare to encounter in thousands of years. He has no spiritual roots. But he has a brain. When the entire world of cultivators was kneeling down to worship their talents, Su Xinghai opened another door: spiritual energy is particles, meridians are circuits, and skills are formulas - since the world is the product of laws, why can't laws be reconstructed? It took him three days for the first ray of spiritual energy to shine on his fingertips.