Chapter 502:

Joan’s words are vivid: "Lee Badi, come to me at Carmody in Renville. Believe me, I need you." That’s all, but it’s enough to bring young Redmond across three states. To this small town without even a route map.
Li Bai dragged the bouncing car into the winding road leading to the hills, and had an argument with Joan two years ago. At that time, he told her arrogantly that she needed him one day. However, since what he said was proven to be correct, this fact did not comfort him, nor did it make him happy. Joan is there in this lonely place, she really needs him. enough
He attacked it in vain with his fist.
He dragged a nervous finger with a messy mop. This was a habit when he was disturbed. He almost smashed the car with a gray boulder, which eroded one of the two ruts. These ruts are collectively referred to as roads.
Stupid, their quarrel. And both are stubborn! Joan has always insisted on going to the big city to follow the career chosen by her brother. Chemistry, biology, laboratory work! Li Bad smelled it, even now. But he also insisted firmly that she marry him and settled on a fruit farm in the Midwest.
Suddenly turning, the road turns at the entrance of a sadly neglected manor. The land in this place was overspended as the grade grew, and the driveway was full of weeds. The collapsed gable of a dilapidated wooden house peeked out of the trees. It was a purposeless old building, once a mansion, a "big house" for the locals. A rotten air radiated from it, and the crazily crooked shutters declared the deep mystery inside.
Li Huai stood up on the crumbling porch and stopped the wasp with his usual trembling sound.
One ■ If his future had to be viewed through the stained glass of its window, the door was suddenly opened. A man in white flew across the porch, but before the step where Li Huai untied his thin six feet from under Foverfer's wheel and formed a step.
"Joan!"
"Bad Lee! I-I'm sorry."
"Me too." Lee Bad Redmond swallowed hard and locked her up.
"But I won't go back to Indiana!" The girl lifted her chin, her eyes showing ancient contempt.
Li Badi stared. Joan was pale and pale, just a shadow of her former self. She was shaking and hysterical.
"It's okay," he whispered. "But tell me now, what is this? What's wrong?"
She suddenly energetic attracted him into the house. "It's Tom," she shivered. "I can't do anything to him; can't let him leave here. I know that something terrible is about to happen. I think even if you can help, even if-"
"Tom Parker is here?" Li Huai was surprised that this provocative brother should leave his comfortable city residence and lose himself in this place abandoned by God. "Of course, I will help, dear, if I can."
"You can; oh, I'm sure, you can." The girl continued shaking. There are spots on both sides of the cheeks. "This is his experiment. About a year ago, he came from New York and rented this old house. The city laboratory is not quiet enough. I have been helping him so far. But I am scared; he is playing dangerously. Power. He doesn't understand-doesn't understand. But I see..."
Then Joan Parker fell onto the tall chair, which stood in the old panelled hall. She waved her chestnut hair softly, squeezed her horrified face, and looked at Li Badi with her eyes wide open, as terrifying as she saw among the old guy in the village. There was a trace of old tenderness in him, and he wanted to hold her in his arms.
"Wait," she said, standing up quickly. "I will let you judge for yourself. Here-enter the lab and talk to Tom."
She pushed him forward, through a door that closed gently behind him. He was in a large room full of the most confusing electronic institutions he had ever seen. Joan has been outside.
Niubi Parker, his hair is gray and his forehead is taller than when Li Badi last saw him, and from there he bends over on the workbench. He came forward and smiled, his dark eyes filled with real happiness. Li Bai originally expected that he would not be so enthusiastic.
"Allie Bad Redmond!" the old man shouted. "This is a surprise. Boy, it's nice to meet you, nice to meet you."
He was serious, Tom did it, and Bette twisted his hand in estrus. But he dared not tell Joan the note. Except for Joan's future, these two people have always been best friends.
"You haven't changed much," Li Huai said boldly.
Tom Parker smiled. "If you don't mean Joan, that's what she meant. She likes this work and will go further. Why, Li Bad-"
"Well, wait a minute." Lee Bad Redmond's demeanor was solemn. "I saw her outside, Tom, and was taken aback. She is not herself-she doesn't look good. Man, didn't you notice?"
The old man was sober, his brows crossed in confusion. "I've noticed, yes. But that's nonsense, Li Bad, I swear. She has been dreaming and seems worried. Guess I have to send her to the doctor?"
"Dream? Worried?" Li Badi thought of the old man named Granpu.
"Yes. I will tell you everything-the work we are doing here-and show you. I guess it's no wonder she does that. I sometimes feel a little lazy about my miracles. Come here."
Tom took him to a complicated installation, which was somewhat similar to television broadcasting. There are countless vacuum tubes and their control devices, micro-motors, tied to slotted disks, which rotate when energized, and binoculars.
Tom said: "Before letting you see it, I will give you a concept to prepare for you. This is a mechanism I developed to study less understood dimensions. It proves that my expectations are correct-they are too It’s amazing. Li Huai, we can actually see these areas that have not been explored so far. We can check the lifespan of these other aircraft at close range. Please think about it!"
"Life-plane-size?" Li Badi said blankly. "Remember, I don't know much about your science."
"Don't you read Einstein and other news reports on the theory of relativity?"
"Go ahead! I read them, but they didn't tell me anything. It was a mile above my head."
"Well, listen: our universe-space and everything it contains-is a five-dimensional thing, and we have never really considered its true complexity and infinite continuity. We are familiar with three of them Dimensions. Our normal sense organs can perceive and understand their length, width and thickness; the fourth dimension, time, or more appropriately the space-time interval, which we have not understood until recently; and the fifth dimension, Li Huai, It’s something that no one on earth has studied-except for myself."
"Don't tell me." Li Huai left a deep impression; Tom's keen eyes were filled with the light of a passionate scientist.
I cannot tell you; in fact, I only explored part of it. But here-look! "
The powerful instrument cluster gave him a soft grunt with the touch of a shot, while the weird blue light flickered from behind the binoculars, the weird shadows cast on the walls and ceiling, and the baling was almost meaningless through the long-term future. Window washing filter.
Li Huai squinted at the hooded double lens. At first, he was confused by the rapidly rotating light images, but these images were quickly broken down into geometric figures, in which there were an incredible number, extending into an infinite space in a huge arc, rotating like colored particles in old particles. And tumble. Old-fashioned kaleidoscope. Variegated cubes, pyramids and cones. Swift sphere and bright blue-white slender cylinder; sparkling jet disc, spinning.
The line of sight suddenly stabilized, and a clear stationary object appeared. Next to the dark water, there is an endless view of the chalky cliffs without cracks. The water surface rises and falls rhythmically, but it does not break through the towering wooden fence. The water has no waves and the glass is smooth. The huge blood-red sun hangs low in the low cloudless sky, and shimmering gold and purple spots are reflected from the black surface of the ocean.
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