At 3:17 AM, the laboratory’s quantum clock let out a buzzing alarm. Lin Mo stared at the nano-cells in the petri dish that had suddenly shifted orientation, his fingertips hovering over the keyboard for three seconds. The waveform on the projection screen twisted into the shape of a Mobius Strip, and a red light point began to blink.
"The seventh time," he murmured.
Su Yuqing’s breathing reached him from behind, carrying a slight tremor. She pulled her laboratory white coat tighter around her; traces of blue fluorescent light from the neural link still clung to her fingertips.
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