Core themes: hard science fiction, flesh-and-blood curses, and the abyssal terror of mathematics
In 2075, a dimensional experiment at the Shanghai Quantum Research Institute tore away civilization's veil of respectability. As an eerie blue quantum cloud devoured Lujiazui, the laws of physics collapsed like a bursting dam. Gravity turned Nanjing Road into a Klein bottle maze, the waters of the Huangpu River surged backward into a four-dimensional rift, and the Oriental Pearl Tower became a prison of the mind amid infinite mirror reflections.
Quantum physicist Lin Xian clutched the pocket watch his father had left him. When his eyes gained the ability to observe eleven-dimensional string structures, he discovered that he himself was the living key to the first experiment, conducted twenty years ago. Su Jiuli, the mechanical enchantress of the Wanderer Legion, sliced through folds in space with her string blade. The memories of Lu Shen, commander of the Orderkeepers, reset every 72 hours, concealing humanity's darkest evolutionary experiment. And the barefoot girl Shiyu, who shattered time and space beneath her feet, was actually an observation anchor sent into the human world by a higher-dimensional civilization.
As this quantum upheaval swept across the globe, Shanghai was being transformed into a launchpad for ascension to a higher dimension. The pure-energy body of tech magnate Mo Heng hung high in the sky, while seven million hostages became quantum phantoms amid dimensional tremors. When Lin Xian unlocked the eleven-dimensional coordinates sealed inside the pocket watch, the first underground laboratory revealed a shocking truth: the “failed” quantum leap of 1999 had already started the countdown to a dimensional strike that would drag all human civilization down.
Now the pocket watch's blood-red hand pointed to the ultimate choice: become a specimen observed by higher-dimensional beings, or use a Casimir-effect string blade to sever the chain of causality? In this apocalyptic wasteland, where perception itself is a prison, the first thing to be corrupted…
