“The Simpson Cage is a masterpiece in the field of high-energy physics. People first used it to verify that the string theory was correct. Now it may indeed be right.”

An Zhe said softly, “I don’t understand.”

“It doesn’t matter so I’ll use an analogy. When you pick up a violin, you pluck different strings. The strings oscillate because of the plucking and different oscillations make different sounds. We call the energy units through the universe ‘strings’ and the various frequencies at which the strings oscillate produce different particles that make up our world.”

“The physical laws of the world we live in have been stable previously because our strings have been playing a constant piece of music. Thus, electrons are electrons, atoms are atoms and physical formulas have always been those formulas. Now—”

An Zhe’s eyes widened as he understood what Polly wanted to say.

“The scariest thing isn’t that this theory is correct. It is that… now is the time when the music changes. The strings of the universe will be played in another way. Or perhaps the frequency of the universe has always been chaotic but humans were born in the short stable period. Once this stable period ends, it will all go back to chaos.”

The composition of the bottom layer of the world, the law of physics was a symphony played using a score. Now that old tune was over and a new prelude was about to begin. There was never a fixed law. Only eternal, chaotic terror.

An Zhe looked out the window. A grey light slowly lit up the sky. It seemed that only three or four hours had passed since it became night but the morning light had started to rise.

“Every law is collapsing and materials are distorting from their fundamental nature. You, me, the earth, the sun and the galaxy. The rotation is accelerating.” Polly stated.

An Zhe inquired, “What will happen in the end?”

“I don’t know.” Polly slowly shook his head. “Biological and non-living creatures will be mixed, all tangible things will change, time and space will be bent and everything will change. Some things can’t be understood but only one thing is certain.”

An Zhe waited for the answer.

“We’re all going to die.”

An Zhe coughed violently again. He seemed to be coughing out all the blood in his body. His weakness was happening faster than the distortion of matter. He hugged his knees on a chair near the fireplace. He was still alive and it seemed he was destined to witness human extinction at the end of his life.

Tang Lan was outside. The institute was full of half-human, half-monster species. Some had powerful fighting power while others were just ordinary animals and plants, even slower and more awkward than humans.

Every branch of the huge vine that surrounded the institute was up in an aggressive posture.