When the blood-red spiral symbol was burned into Professor Chen Mingyuan's skull, the time and space of Wugang Municipal Hospital began to turn cancerous.
In the autopsy room where the psychology authority died mysteriously and suddenly, Lin Xiu took off his mechanical prosthesis that was oozing with quantum blue light, and ran his fingertips across the carbonized report suspended in mid-air - dormant in the folds of the paper were twenty-seven baby cries from thirteen years ago. Under the horrified gaze of the forensic doctor, this man who could map the curvature of time and space with his retina pulled out half of a starry sky heart from the black mucus seeping out of the wall.
The corridors of the abandoned hospital are growing in the form of Klein bottles, and pale humanoid shapes are eating lightning in the rainstorm. As an observer walking in the cracks of reality, Lin Xiu knows that every abnormal threshold breakthrough point is a carefully laid trap. When his mechanical prosthetic arm penetrated the space-time vortex, it tore open not only the lair of extradimensional creatures, but also the absolute seal marked "Threshold Breakthrough Plan".
At this moment, the surveillance video showed Lin Xiu smiling at the camera three days ago, while the antimatter particles in the pocket watch began to beat counterclockwise.
This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.
