A young mechanical engineer and archeology enthusiast, Ling Hao has always believed that the collision of ancient and modern ingenuity can ignite wonders that transcend the times. The bronze lump "picked up" from the corner of the antique market took several days of careful processing, which exhausted the patience and skills of this mechanical graduate student. When the last layer of stubborn rust scab quietly peeled off under the precision instrument, a faint cyan luster flowed, and the true appearance of an object was finally revealed.
It was a small bronze pot, no more than a fist high. The body of the pot is round, with smooth and clumsy lines. The whole body is etched with complex and unusual patterns - neither dragon nor phoenix, nor clouds nor thunder. It is an extremely strange geometric vine pattern, which seems to contain some profound mathematical rhythm, and also like tiny talismans that are constantly emerging and dying. It flows faintly under the light, which makes people dazzled.
Holding his beloved small bronze pot in his hand, he rubbed and admired it repeatedly under the glow of the screen, feeling the mysterious lines and every friction of his fingertips.
Suddenly, my fingertips stung! It seemed like the edge of some sharp lines had scratched the skin. A drop of bright red blood seeped out and landed on the body of the pot. The blood droplets were instantly absorbed by the bronze pot like dripping into burning iron. The next moment, the light surged and swallowed up the sight! In the bright light, Ling Hao felt an irresistible force gripping his whole body, as if he was thrown into a bizarre whirlpool, the world was spinning, and his consciousness was torn and peeled off in an instant...
Ling Hao groaned and opened his eyes. What he saw was a low wooden ceiling, simple and unfamiliar. There is only the red and white Uchiha fan mark on the wall - that is... The Uchiha clan emblem?
