The moment the lab exploded, Lin Yanshu was swept away by bronze mycelium and transmigrated to the bustling streets of the Ming Dynasty. He discovered that the miniature spectrometer in his arms could decipher ancient tomb murals, while the secrets of genetic engineering lurked in the roar of the steam engines on the street. As the secret guards of the Directorate of Ceremonial Affairs pursued him with matchlock guns, a girl in purple pointed her sword at his throat. “The elixir of immortality that went missing from your lab is fermenting in Eunuch Liu’s alchemy chamber!” Stranger still, every time he came into contact with ancient technology, the bronze patterns, like strands of mycelium, grew clearer... It turned out the entire Ming Dynasty was nothing more than a mutated specimen in a petri dish maintained by a higher civilization!
