Chapter 390: The Last Meeting

The scenery of the world spun before Xu Xiangyang like a kaleidoscope, the appearance of objects within sight twisting and twirling around the same central axis in his pupils. The result was a dazzling ribbon of colors, all contorting and merging into a stream of iridescent light, while also rapidly receding into the unseen space behind him.

He thought of the ancient saying, "Time flies," which likened time to flowing light—it couldn't be more fitting;

For Xu Xiangyang, this was no longer a metaphor, but a spectacle literally occurring before his eyes.

Starting from that basement, the flow of time he was in had become isolated from the world of others: This flow was continuously iterating, from the beginning to the end of the first experiment, which hadn't succeeded, leaving Xing Jie exhausted as she walked down from the operation room, and Lin Mingyuan's helpless and frustrated expression, as if he had anticipated all of this; then the second experiment, the third experiment...