Sunlight streamed through the café's glass windows, casting dappled light and shadows across the table. Qiyue stared at the footage of the ruined Zhao Group headquarters on the news, where a reporter was solemnly broadcasting the official line about a "natural gas pipeline explosion."
"That excuse is way too lazy," DT's new wheelchair—now equipped with a built-in espresso machine—spat out a shot of espresso. "Could you at least try an alien invasion next time?"
Su Muqing's Infinity Tattoo suddenly flickered with a faint glow. She frowned and pressed a hand to her arm. "The fluctuations from 2008 are getting stronger... wait." She suddenly turned her head to look out the window. "Why is that delivery guy wearing sneakers from the 2015 fashion line?"
Chapter 91