At 11:17 p.m. on July 16, 2016, on Earth, at 34.7 degrees north latitude and 114.3 degrees east longitude, in the cornfield of Shanhe University.
Chen Mo stood among the corn stalks, which reached his knees, and looked up at the Big Dipper to the northwest. He had no idea that these seven stars, imbued with countless romantic meanings throughout human civilization, were merely a stable observation anchor designated Hex-07 in a higher-dimensional coordinate system. Nor did he know that the land beneath his feet, which produced over a thousand tons of corn each year, was the most covert low-dimensional life observation station in the entire solar system.
The fading shadow was no illusion. Once the intensity of an observation beam surpassed a critical threshold, the quantum coherence of three-dimensional matter would gradually decay. The shifting words in textbooks and his roommate’s muddled memories were both minor disturbances the observation field caused in the surrounding space-time. The faint regular hexagon in the lower-right corner of the image wasn’t a watermark. It was the edge of the observation window.
For billions of years, countless civilizations had been recorded, analyzed, and catalogued in this way, without ever realizing it. That was, until an ordinary nineteen-year-old boy directed his gaze precisely at the center of the anchor for the first time.
At that moment, an observation link spanning 13.7 billion light-years suddenly became two-way.
For the first time, the being behind the keyhole felt the chill of being watched.
(An alternate-universe work of fiction.)
Dissatisfied with my fanfiction, I’m making my move with a completely original story!
The writing style is very delicate and the articles are very professional, and some explanations of professional words are added at the end of each chapter to facilitate understanding. There is nothing to say about the plot. It is good at hiding some grand scenes in ordinary words. I didn't know what it meant when I read it for the first time, but I was shocked when I read it again. Especially in the last few chapters, batches of equal voices on the earth are waiting for the observers, and batches of people are flying on the spaceship. There is a strong sense of fate. In short, my poor language system is not enough for me to evaluate this good book. But when I read it for the first time, I felt a little tortured, but after reading it, I felt an inexplicable excitement. Anyway, looking forward to the second part
I will attack in a completely original form! (I also borrowed parts from other science fiction novels, but most of the plots, tasks, and plots were written by me!)