When the 618 blue-green lights of the Antarctic ice wall light up, the bronze compass left behind by my grandfather is trembling and pointing to the cracks in the world.
Lin Ye started from the remaining pages of the book-burning night, and in the torn scientific research files in the library, he uncovered the shocking secret covered up by the man in black - the ice wall was actually an energy cage, and humans were nothing more than captive experimental subjects.
The fractal trajectory of a bronze compass resonates with a Tesla coil, and a frequency of 35 kHz tears open cracks in reality: the Antarctic ice wall is the first layer of multiple domes, anti-gravity crystals are hidden in Node 309, and hunters in black suits have blocked all exits.
Can you believe it when the book spines in the library turn into ice wall contours? The starry sky we look up to may be just a glass cover.
