The emergency alarm in the corridor flashed a blinding red on the retinal chip, while Lin Ye, an intern with the bomb-disposal unit, scraped translucent streaks of blood across the wall with his knuckles. The Federation’s latest gravity‑based诡弹 had already gone off‑schedule for thirty minutes at the underground pump station in the old district. The advance team dispatched to sweep the city had managed to send back only half a garbled transmission: “Don’t touch that thing with the hole—” 🗣️ As he reached into the corner of the flooded machine room and uncovered the half‑exposed hilt of this dagger, he still wondered why the advance team had left their sidearm here.🌊 The moment his palm closed around the handle, a tingling electric current surged through his neural interface—this was no standard-issue Federation weapon. Embedded within the engraved patterns of the hilt were fragments of non‑human genetic material, crawling up his neural pathways toward his central nervous system.🔬 Thirty seconds later, when the诡弹’s countdown hit zero, it failed to detonate. Instead of collapsing into a black hole as expected, the gravitational field was diverted by the hollow core of the dagger, splitting into faint streams of energy that drifted outward into deep space. Staring at the blade whose color seemed to shift subtly in his palm, Lin Ye finally deciphered the last fragment of the advance team’s encoded signal:📡 This isn’t a weapon—it’s a flow‑diverting device left behind by a former Cleaner after sealing an extraterrestrial rift. There are seventy-two hours before the next rift expands, and right now, the entire city rests in the hands of just one person: him.🕳️