The sound of the suona shrilled through the morning fog, and a scarlet sedan bumped along the loess road. The four-cornered copper bells rattled like a life-threatening charm.
Su Wanqing opened her eyes suddenly - it was not the cold metal ceiling of the laboratory, but a swaying red gauze curtain.
She was in severe pain all over her body, and her consciousness felt like it had been torn apart and then forcibly stitched together. Fragments of memories were surging in her mind: the quantum jump cabin was out of control, the space crack swallowed the ship's body, and her body was turned into particle dust in the high-dimensional storm...
But now, she is still alive.
