The man in white exuded an aura of absolute control, his presence ratcheting the tension to a breaking point. Lin Xiaoxia and Xu Yuan stood back-to-back, their bodies coiled for action, eyes locked on their enigmatic foe.
"Who are you?" the man asked, his voice glacial. "Why break into this place?"
"We're here to stop you," Xiaoxia shot back, her gaze sharp as a blade.
A derisive smirk curled the man’s lips. "Stop us? With what? You don’t even understand what we’re building. We’re forging a new future—one where humanity transcends time itself."
"Your ‘eternity’ is just another cage," Xu Yuan countered, his voice low. The lab’s screens flickered behind him, fragments of the Chronos Network blueprint glowing ominously. "Forcing time into submission will only unravel reality."
"The ignorant fear what they cannot grasp." The man flicked his wrist.
The walls of the lab ignited.
Screens flared to life, flooding the space with cascading data streams—equations, simulations, a mathematical prison for time itself.
"This is our triumph," the man declared, fervor lacing his words. "A system to dictate time’s flow. Once synchronized, we’ll sculpt futures like clay."
Xiaoxia’s stomach dropped. They were too late. Chronos Corp’s research was on the brink of completion.
"Your design is flawed!" Xu Yuan argued. "Time isn’t a static variable—forcing control will trigger paradoxes!"
The man laughed, a sound like shattering glass. "Paradoxes? Crushed under the weight of precision. We’ve tamed time’s chaos."
His fingers danced across the console.
The Chronos Network on the central screen accelerated, its luminous threads convulsing. The air thickened, warping—space itself wavered at the edges.
Xiaoxia gasped.
Fragments of futures flashed behind her eyes, sharper now:
—A world stripped of warmth, humanity shackled to data streams.13Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ21OkZO65KE
—Faces blank, souls hollowed by calculated inevitability.13Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡPJ21qI9imI
—No choices. No freedom. Just order.
Her hands clenched.
No.
This future would not come to pass.
She met Xu Yuan’s eyes—a silent pact.
They’d burn this system to the ground.
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