Writing Web Novels In America-Chapter 145 - 143 Quantum Mechanics

In the twilight hours, Tennessee.

Leonard was sitting with his sister in front of the computer, watching the newly updated "Anomalies and Creatures."

Although the siblings, who were a few years apart, both liked the work, their reasons were different.

His sister liked the characters in the stories, so different from those in fairy tales.

She was practically obsessed with the kind-hearted vampires and adorable werewolves.

Leonard, on the other hand, preferred watching the protagonist explore different worlds.

The descriptions were more focused on entire civilizations than those in "Galaxy Guide," which centered more on individuals.

But today’s update left both of them baffled.

"How come it feels like a horror movie?" his sister glanced around and asked, "Do you think... that our parents, you and I were really created by someone else?"

Although Leonard had felt a chill while reading,

after finishing it, he thought for a bit and said, "It’s probably borrowing from the ’brain in a vat’ theory."

"Like the big director Hitchcock, he once made movies and TV shows with similar themes... Probably nothing to be afraid of."

"But didn’t the author mention ’quantum mechanics’?" his sister pointed at the screen, "Shouldn’t that be physics? Could physics, taken to its extreme, really be that frightening?" ƒreewebηoveℓ.com

Leonard looked at his shivering sister, "Don’t think too much about it, it’s just a science fiction novel."

Waiting until his trembling sister left the room, he quickly opened up book review sites and the Twitter discussion area.

Many people were discussing the latest plot and the author’s use of "quantum mechanics" to explain the "Information Unified Theory."

"The author is definitely making it up! I’m a physics student at Massachusetts Institute of Technology, and I dare say no reader understands ’quantum mechanics’ better than I do!"

"Oh, then do you dare to say that the ’Superstring Theory’ and ’M-theory’ under quantum mechanics, taken to their limit, would not really discover another intelligent species controlling everything? Oh, just a heads-up, I’m a physics master’s student at Princeton."

Then the two sides started exchanging various calculations and formulas.

As a high school student, Leonard found it a bit hard to understand all this.

He casually opened a browser to look up related theories.

"Wow, physics really is all-encompassing," Leonard said as he clicked the mouse, selecting some terms he could understand, "Actually, becoming a physicist in the future would be pretty cool!"

Just like him, also following these evolved debates among super nerds discussing physics theories, was a novelist named Jeff VanderMeer.

As a hardcore fan of Neil Gaiman, he had been following this site for a while.

But "American Gods" had disappointed him as Neil Gaiman had abandoned science fiction for something called "Fantasy."

Luckily, that person named Wang Jian had finally put his talents to good use.

"Anomalies and Creatures" was clearly science fiction!

Watching the super nerds argue further and further away, without coming to any conclusion.

Now it had even progressed to: "Princeton is trash, except for its mathematics department!" "Massachusetts Institute of Technology is just good for training blue-collar engineers!"

"Can’t prove nor disprove it?" He looked at his computer for a while, "This Wang Jian really is clever; using ’quantum mechanics’ is indeed useful!"

"Humph, definitely no one among these readers understands science fiction better than I do!"

Van Demir mulled it over, then deleted from his draft the parts that couldn’t be scientifically explained and were vaguely relying on the Cthulhu mythos.

Next, with a grand stroke of the pen, he fit "quantum mechanics" into the storyline.

With each keystroke, he also changed the title of his work to "The Vanishing Southern Territory, Annihilation under Quantum Mechanics."

Of course, Wang Jian, who gave science fiction authors the theoretical wings to "make stuff up," was unaware of all of this.

Right then, he was at Madison Square Garden, watching a WWE match at New York Station for the purpose of scouting actors.

"Yelling out the name of your final move before striking, is really kinda dumb," Wang Jian said to Tom next to him.

Tom pointed to the frenzied audience and shrugged his shoulders, "You see, Americans just love this stuff!"

At that moment, the whole venue shouted in unison, "Rock," "Rock!"

Then, a brawny man who still somewhat resembled a human being walked out, accompanied by special effects and music.

He strode onto the ring with an imposing manner, confronting Stephanie, who had a group of wrestlers behind her.

"Since you became the general manager of Raw, the whole show has gone to chaos!"

"You’ve pitted us against each other, causing endless infighting. Now, you even want wrestlers to act in TV shows!"

"You’ve turned us into tools, Stephanie!" Rock, holding the microphone, yelled out loud, "Tools for squeezing out money!"

Hearing this, Wang Jian slightly raised an eyebrow, wanting to say something.

Then he saw Stephanie, in a women’s suit, picking up the microphone on stage.

"Rock, you’re wrong!"

"What did I let you guys star in? It’s the ’Prison Break’ series, it’s ’Prison Break Special Forces’!"

"You know how popular ’Prison Break’ is, don’t you?"

"This is an opportunity, a chance for wrestlers to become famous!"

"You’re not stopping me, you’re stopping the wrestlers behind me!"

Wang Jian couldn’t help but laugh and cry at this, "Just signed the contract, and they’re already advertising this hardcore..."

"Haha, Wang." Tom patted his shoulder, "WWE has never been about competition, it’s just a business."

While the two were talking, the situation on the ring suddenly changed.

Stephanie threw the microphone away and slapped Rock across the face.

And Rock, staring dead at Stephanie for a while, then delivered a flying kick directly at her.

After that, the wrestlers behind Stephanie rushed towards Rock.

And below the ring, a bunch of muscular men also charged out.

Amidst the cheers from the entire crowd, these strong men began grappling with each other, plunging the scene into instant chaos.

"This," Wang Jian pointed to the stage, "is our supporting cast?"

"Yeah, look pretty villainous, don’t they?"

Wang Jian pursed his lips and said to Tom, "I won’t join this crew, you take the lead on this one when the time comes."

Soon, the farce ended, and two more wrestlers appeared on the ring.

But Wang Jian, having had his fill of muscle men, had lost interest in these.

"Tom, I’m going out for a coffee." He pointed towards the exit.

"You’re giving up such a good seat?" Tom looked at Wang Jian in surprise, "This is supposed to be a VIP season ticket, hard to get."

Wang Jian glanced at the delirious crowd upstairs and downstairs, "Forget it, you watch on your own."

At this moment, a man behind them saw Wang Jian preparing to leave and pointed to the child next to him, asking with an accented English, "Sir, could my son have this seat?"

"We’ve come from Britain to New York for tourism; seeing WWE is a rare opportunity."

"Oh, be my guest." Wang Jian looked at the father and son and replied casually.

"Thank you, sir." The little boy was very polite.

Wang Jian patted his head and then turned to leave.

"Dad, I’ll definitely be like the uncles on the ring someday, able to play amazing roles."

"Of course, my little Robert Pattinson, Dad believes you can do it."

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