When the 127th death came, Lin Shen finally saw the number beating on his wrist clearly - it was proof that he would be reborn 0.3 Seconds earlier every time.
Under the shadow of the solar helium flash countdown, the Earth Federation's fire server built with dark matter is devouring reality. Lin Shen was trapped in a 72-hour closed loop of time and space, becoming the only quantum ghost who could observe the splitting of the world line.
The golden pupils of the Mechanical Bishop hide the password to restart civilization. His clones are selling dark matter in the parallel universe, and the awakened AI Noah is reducing his dimensionality to a broken Mandelbrot totem. Every time the memory entropy increases, his genetic chain is being rewritten, and the Klein lines emerging on his left arm can begin to tear the space-time membrane.
This is a death race that transcends dimensions:
Stopping Dyson Cloud Plan from Triggering Vacuum Decay
Salvaging deleted human history from black hole hard drives
With myself in 227 parallel worlds
This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.
