There is always a certain smell in the air of the studio.
It was the smell of engine oil, metal cutting fluid and high-pressure ionized ozone mixed together. To others, the taste may be overpowering and choking. To Su Li, it was like a tranquilizer. Works better than any coffee.
He is wearing a five-fold magnifying glass and repairing an "echo snail". This is a Level 3 anomaly that can record all the sounds of the surrounding environment for the last half hour. But now, it can only make a monotonous "hissing" sound, like an old radio with poor signal.
Su Li's breathing was very steady.
His fingers were long and his nails were perfectly manicured. He used a pair of tweezers to gently move a resonant spring inside the shell that was thinner than a hair. The intensity must be controlled within 0.02 Newtons. One more minute and the reed breaks. One point less and cannot be reset.
This is his world. A world of structures, thresholds, couplings and tolerances. All chaos can be dismantled, analyzed and reorganized here, and finally returned to order.
"Drip."
The metal door of the studio released with a slight sound of air pressure unlocking.
Su Li's movements paused for a moment. Only for a moment. He didn't raise his head, but he caught the shadow of the person coming from the corner of his eye. That outline was all too familiar to him.
Gu Yan.
His mentor. One of the most senior researchers of the Keepers of Secrets. He was also the one who single-handedly brought him into this secret world from an orphan who knew nothing about abnormal objects.
