The dull thud of the safe hitting the mahogany table of the Board of Directors still echoed in his ears when a blood-red warning box unfurled across Lin Mo’s retina. The System Spirit’s electronic voice was filled with unprecedented urgency: "Warning! Seven future technology investments have been detected triggering a spacetime ripple effect. Collapse probability is 87.3%. Terminate immediately!"
Lin Mo’s fingertips hovered in the void, as if a single touch could trigger a data avalanche. The blue light of the monitor illuminated his tense jawline, and the Paper Crown trembled slightly at the corner of the desk—the "Crown of the Dark Night" that Su Yuqing had folded from the acquisition contract last night.
"Explain yourself," he said, lowering his voice as the laboratory’s quantum computer cluster emitted a ghostly blue pulse.
Chapter 31