The Versatile Man Who Was Rejected by Oxford

On the day he was rejected by Oxford, Newton sent a secret letter: "Welcome to the observer game, the bet is reality." I am Edmund Halley, the most miserable astronomer in history. The transit of Mercury reveals the illusion of the future, the orbit of comets hides time codes, and even my pocket watch runs backwards! Newton took off his disguise: "Science is fake and the universe is being edited." What's even more cruel is that my beloved wife Mary was actually the "anchor" sent by the editor to monitor me. I have been working hard for fifty years, working as the Astronomer Royal during the day, and using mathematical formulas to decipher the source code of the world at night. On the night of the comet's return in 1758, they gave an ultimatum: become editors and gain immortality, or disappear forever with the truth. I opened "Introduction to Comet Astronomy" and pressed the backdoor buried for mankind - encoding taboo knowledge into a required course around the world. Years later, the intern shakily asked me, "Who the hell are you?" I looked at the sky in 1986, and the ozone hole opened like a giant eye: "I am a man rejected by Oxford, and I am also the sword of Damocles hanging over mankind." Editors can tamper with history, but they cannot change the human instinct to look up at the stars.