Lin Mo could still feel the phantom sensation of higher-order mathematical formulas on his fingertips, lingering from the baby’s skin during their morning photosynthesis lessons. Those scorching symbols left afterimages on his retinas, searing like branding irons. Suddenly, the quantum monitor in the nursery began to beep, and the blue light refracted through the pupils of the infant in Su Yuqing’s arms, revealing a twelve-dimensional hypercube.
"He... he is going to stand up," Su Yuqing said. Her voice carried the distinct resonance of quantum entanglement, as if speaking simultaneously from thirty-seven parallel timelines. Her silk pajama sleeves fluttered without a breeze, exposing the topology of a Klein Bottle shifting beneath the skin of her wrists.
In Lin Mo’s system vision, the ripples of antimatter on the floor appeared as a golden grid. Every time the infant’s soft, pink foot touched the ground, pairs of virtual particles erupted from the quantum vacuum. The System Spirit projected itself from the monitor screen, manifesting today as an accountant holding an abacus.
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