Beyond the Universe: Psychic Machinery

One evening in April 2000, the sky had darkened and it was raining lightly. A football-shaped shape appeared at the entrance of the orphanage, occupying a fully enclosed metal warehouse filled with soil. The babies in the warehouse were listening blankly to the raindrops falling outside. "Who put the iron lump at the door?" The middle-aged old man Guo knocked on the metal warehouse with his umbrella. He looked around and found no trace of anyone. Along with it came a gust of wind, and the metal warehouse actually blew into the orphanage. Old Man Guo was about to stop it with his foot, but then he thought about how this thing would weigh on his foot, and he would have to be on crutches tomorrow. He retracted his thoughts and watched it roll all the way in, and did not stop until it hit the steps. The spring rain was so heavy that the soft soil did not wash away the soil outside the warehouse. Old Man Guo had no choice but to go back to the guard box and pick up a towel. It was very light and not as heavy as it seemed. There seemed to be something inside that was affecting its balance. It moved to the left and right, and it was restless in Old Man Guo's hands. "In 2218 AD, the appearance of Ciyuan Town where I lived was the same as in 2000. I asked old man Guo from the welfare home who sent me here, but he always smiled and said: "You, it was brought by a gust of wind. In the spring of 2200, dead trees bloomed, and the spring breeze brought the fragrance of the soil, and also brought you, an infant. "