The last thing Yu Daye remembered was the harsh buzzing of the out-of-control "space-time resonator" in the laboratory.
As a senior technician at the National Key Laboratory, he has been studying this device that can distort local time and space for five years. At this moment, it was supposed to be the third stable resonance test, but the beating data stream on the console screen suddenly turned into garbled code. The light blue energy field trembled violently like a popped soap bubble, and the metal bracket made an overwhelmed creaking sound.
"Hurry up and cut off the main power supply!" He shouted to the assistant in the operation room next door. He pressed his finger on the emergency button, only to find that the circuit had already been fused by the energy field.
The white light suddenly exploded, more dazzling than the sun. Yu Daye felt as if his body had been thrown into a drum washing machine, his bones cracking and his consciousness torn apart in severe pain. My final thought is: If I had known that 30% of the funds for this project would be used to build an expert building, I shouldn't have signed...
