The quantum projector in the nursery continued to loop the evolution of the Photosynthetic Family Crest, while the digitized markings on Lin Mo’s right hand suddenly flickered violently. He instinctively covered his wrist, but blue light burst through his fingers, weaving into a star-chart-like network around the crib.
"Sys... tem..." The baby’s garbled vocalization caused the star chart to shrink abruptly, transforming into 847 golden filaments that vanished into the ceiling. Su Yuqing felt her nursing mark grow warm against the side of her neck; when she looked up, she saw the entire banquet hall had been quantum-fractured into countless overlapping spaces.
"Lin Mo," she said, gripping her husband’s trembling wrist, "every time the baby cries, he creates a parallel space-time."
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