A magical journey of a sharp-tongued woman and a goofy man

Ye Shuli's wrist data chain emitted a sharp alarm, and the Klein bottle dome reflected countless moments when they were being watched by the Golden Eyes.

The quantum tide carried the spacecraft wreckage model crashing to the ground, and she suddenly discovered that every piece of metal was engraved with Jiang Ye's genetic code.

"Don't use three-dimensional logic to deconstruct the four-dimensional trap!" Jiang Ye's white shirt glowed with phosphorescence in the imaginary space. He suddenly flicked out a twenty-sided die projection from his fingertips. "Remember the chaotic solution to the three-body problem?" The die split in the air into a twelve-tone tuning fork, and each facet began to play a different version of "Ode to Joy".

Just as Ye Shuli was about to curse, she suddenly discovered that the chaotic spiritual energy field was forming standing wave nodes in the sound waves.

She swiftly embedded the data link into the tuning fork resonator, and the modern Fourier transform formula and spiritual energy ripples miraculously formed a Möbius strip on the surface of the Dirac Sea: "Use your early-stage quantum tunneling effect as a spiritualist!"

Jiang Ye's Penrose triangle suddenly collapsed in reverse into a Klein bottle, and he began to sing the Yellow River Cantata off-key to the spacecraft wreckage.

The Golden Eyes monitor screen froze for a moment, and Ye Shuli seized the opportunity to inject her spiritual power into the time anchor point of the grandfather paradox.

"The master of spiritual balance says the key lies in the direction of Maxwell's demon's entropy increase!" She conjured an antimatter computer model at her fingertips, and twenty doomsday projections suddenly formed the Schrödinger equation on the surface of the dice.

When Jiang Ye's blood dripped onto the fourth piece of spacecraft debris, the entire space suddenly unfolded into a four-dimensional hypercube.

The Maxwell Demon Pattern Array beneath their feet began to rotate in reverse, and Ye Shuli's data link suddenly pierced the triangular mark on Jiang Ye's heart.

In the instant of quantum entanglement, she saw Jiang Ye's figure lying in different traps in three hundred parallel universes.

"Now!" The message from the Spiritual Power Balance Master exploded on the diagonal of the hypercube, and Ye Shuli, pulling the semi-transparent Jiang Ye, leaped toward the seventeenth blind spot of the Golden Eye's surveillance.

Suddenly, the spiritual energy contract emblem from their first meeting appeared on the neck of the Klein bottle, and the chaotic spiritual energy field collapsed toward that point of light like a receding tide.

As the last wisp of quantum tide seeped into Jiang Ye's blood-stained clothes, Ye Shuli suddenly felt a burning sensation on her wrist.

The boy's transparent knuckles were gripping her vital point tightly, and the bloodstains on his palms climbed up the data link to her spiritual core—Jiang Ye's fingertips drew a half-blood line in the void, and the data link on Ye Shuli's wrist suddenly emitted a dazzling red light.

The instant the bloodstain on the boy's palm pierced through the core of his spiritual power, she saw three hundred afterimages of time and space tremble simultaneously—those Jiang Yes lying in pools of blood suddenly turned to her and smiled, the curve of their lips exactly the same as when they first met and he tore up the marriage contract.

"Still thinking about flirting at a time like this?" Ye Shuli grabbed Jiang Ye's wrist, which was about to become transparent, and the blue light of quantum entanglement exploded at the point where the two were clasped together.

She could clearly feel the other person's knuckles trembling, but the skin on their palm was burning hot, like a crucible for melting stars.

Jiang Ye's blood-stained shirt tumbled into the topological structure of a Klein bottle in four-dimensional space. He mumbled, holding a broken data link in his mouth, "Your heartbeat is three times faster than when you were trapped in Maxwell's Demon. Who's controlling it..." Before he could finish speaking, Ye Shuli stabbed him in the groin with a tuning fork, and the twelve-tone "Ode to Joy" instantly turned into a sharp alarm.

The chaotic spiritual energy field suddenly solidified into solid ice spikes.

Ye Shuli's pupils contracted sharply. The Fourier ripples bursting from the tip of the data link recombined the equation seven times in 0.03 seconds—three hundred spacetime afterimages transformed into a lattice shield, refracting the ice shards that were heading towards Jiang Ye's back into quantum dust.

"Southeast Xun position, the third iteration point of Chaos Solution!" She dragged Jiang Ye into the shadow area of ​​the spiritual energy standing wave. When the boy's wolf tail hair brushed against her neck, stardust-like spiritual fire fell down.

The two stood back to back against the inside of the Klein bottle, their breaths filled with the scent of gunpowder and cedar emanating from each other.

Jiang Ye suddenly flicked his finger at her earlobe: "The contract emblem is at the three o'clock position at the bottle opening." His warm breath, carrying a shockwave of spiritual energy, penetrated her eardrum, and Ye Shuli's neck instantly trembled slightly.

She viciously pinched the boy's soft waist: "If you dare to use resonance transmission again, I'll chop you up..." Her words were cut short as the data link pierced the contract emblem, and the entire four-dimensional space suddenly echoed with the crisp sound of shattering glass.

Dark purple spiritual energy seeped from the cracks in the Golden Eye monitor. Ye Shuli suddenly felt a tremendous force on her wrist—Jiang Ye was using his early-stage quantum tunneling ability to protect her behind him. The boy's back was arched into a precarious shape, ready to pounce at any moment, and the Penrose triangle in his chest burst forth with a dazzling golden light that surpassed his level.

“Here it comes.” A low, hoarse laugh rolled down his throat, and the twenty dice projected in the void rearranged into the Broken Army Star Chart.

Seven spiritual clones, bound by chains, stepped out from the spatial rift, each carrying the pressure of a peak Spirit King, yet their black robes concealed nothing beneath.

Ye Shuli's fingertip data chain suddenly split into a string theory model: "Attack their Klein bottle nodes with eleven-dimensional shockwaves!" She projected "Mathematical Principles of Natural Philosophy" onto the nearest spiritual clone, and the reaction force field, a manifestation of Newton's third law, instantly overturned the three enemies.

Jiang Ye leaped into the air, stepping on the wreckage of a spacecraft, and sang the off-key version of "The Yellow River Cantata" with the solemnity of a battle-breaking song.

The instant the quantum sound waves collided with the spiritual energy chains, the boy suddenly flipped the dice and threw them at Ye Shuli: "We're betting on the contract we made when we first met!"

The number 3 on the dodecahedron suddenly materialized into the gold-embossed emblem on the marriage contract, and Ye Shuli completed a seven-fold inverse Fourier transform within 0.5 seconds.

As the chains of her psychic clones wrapped around her neck, the covenant emblem precisely embedded itself into the Klein bottle nodes on the chests of all her enemies.

"Explode!" The two shouted in unison, and the seven spiritual energy clones collapsed into Hawking radiation.

The moment Jiang Ye dragged Ye Shuli towards the spatial rift, the boy's bloodied fingertips drew a Möbius strip on her palm: "Your heart was beating twice as fast just now."

Ye Shuli raised her foot to kick the other person's knee, but stopped when she saw Jiang Ye's pale face.

Enveloped by a quantum cloud entwined with data links, they broke through the four-dimensional trap. Before them, a colossal bronze gate, tens of thousands of feet high, suddenly unfolded, its surface adorned with ancient runes that flickered in a pattern resembling key points from an exam syllabus.

"This is... the deterministic equation of Laplace's demon?" The moment her fingertips touched the Σ symbol on the door, the spiritual energy in the entire space suddenly began to flow backward.

Jiang Ye's wolf-tail hair moved without wind, and a dark gold glint appeared in the boy's eyes that she had never seen before: "Hurry up, the dimensional reduction is about to begin."

The two figures twisted into Calabi-Chyu manifolds in the quantum cloud, and the runes on the bronze gate suddenly came to life and wrapped around their ankles.

The last thing Ye Shuli saw was Jiang Ye using his body to block the sweeping spatial turbulence, and the blood mist that exploded on the boy's back condensed into ice crystal roses in the vacuum.

As the aftershocks of the bronze door slamming shut dissipated, only half a bloodstained fragment of the marriage contract floated in the air, its emblem slowly rotating along a trajectory resembling a non-trivial solution to the Riemann Hypothesis.