Xiao Daidzhao

Growing up with eccentric materialistic parents who left him in the care of his grandfather for a job overseas, Zhang Heng had learned to adapt and be unfettered by the oddities and challenges in life. But he would soon learn the baffling truth about the world he thought he knew when one day at midnight time froze and he found himself in a world so quiet and still it was deafening. That night, he discovered that he had 24 hours more than everybody else and thus, marked the beginning of his adventures. The mysteries surrounding his newfound ability only deepened when a strange old man claimed to have given Zhang Heng that ‘gift of time’ and recruited the young man to participate in a cryptic ‘life-changing’ game on his behalf. Little did Zhang Heng know that accepting those terms meant embroiling himself in many versions of reality and exposing himself to the hidden secrets of the world—a decision he could never undo.

48 Hours a Day

Zhang Heng's clone curiously glared at the knife stuck in his thigh, his face showing no sign that he was in any pain. "It seems I have to take back what I said before," he said calmly. "You are no smarter than your peers. Since you already know what I am, you should know that such torture wouldn't affect me. If you are intending to use such means to extract information, I advise you not to waste your energy."

"No, don't get me wrong, I did this because I wanted to. There is no other purpose." Zhang Heng stopped for a moment. "Okay, let's go to the next topic. Before that, let me ask you a warm-up question."

"And what would this question be?" The clone rolled his eyes.

"I want to know what medium you used to contact your people?"

"What do you mean by the medium that I use?" The clone rubbed his chin on his shoulder.

"Think about a bat's ultrasonic soundwave."

Don't Be So Sure