I Can Sense Four-Dimensional Space, Yet I'm Only Human

Feng Yang groggily answers Zhao Jie's call. "Why are you calling so early? Can't a guy get some sleep?"

"Sleep? If you sleep any longer, there won't be any food left! I found a great gig: meals and lodging included, with people to wait on you. Twenty thousand a week! You in?"

Feng Yang bolts upright in bed. He has been unemployed for six months, and with the pandemic, he's nearly run out of food. Right now, all he wants is to make a little money. This news has him over the moon!

"What kind of gig pays that much?"

"Helping with an experiment. A secret experiment..."

This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance to actual people or events is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.