The Santa Clara Valley steamed with the scent of code magma, as Xiao Yan stood in the shadow beneath the quantum glass dome of Apple's new headquarters. The brain-computer interface in his left ear cycled through a Bloomberg business podcast, but was actually compiling the final three lines of Nostradamus' prophecies via heart rate frequency.
"Mr. Xiao, Mr. Cook will deliver the keynote speech in fifteen minutes." A security director wearing a NeuroLink brainwave suppressor blocked the elevator. "But your invitation indicates you belong to..." Suddenly, the riot control robot flickered with hexagonal star-shaped light patterns. Xiao Yan subtly sent a vibration frequency containing the Solomon Key via his Apple Watch.
When the distinctive ozone smell of Tesla coils permeated the air, twelve security robots齐刷刷跳起 a popular TikTok dance. Xiao Yan leaped into the VIP通道, stepping on stairs formed by mechanical arms. A retinal projection显示 that Tim Cook had a hummingbird-shaped vibranium device embedded in his cochlea—the eighth-generation wormhole calibrator stolen from his father's laboratory.
The augmented reality effects at the conference were more bizarre than the metaverse described by Zuckerberg. When Cook waved the commemorative iPhone containing封存的 Steve Jobs' DNA, the Qi wireless charging pad on each seat armrest suddenly oozed liquid metal. Xiao Yan punctured the alginate capsule in his mouth with his tongue tip; the特制 electrolyte instantly adjusted his biomagnetic field to the gamma waveband.
"Today we bring not hardware, but the Babel Tower of a new era." The环形 giant screen behind Cook suddenly fractured into textures resembling Dead Sea Scroll fragments. Floating old photos of Captain Cook拼贴ed with the Mayan solar calendar through quantum entanglement. "With the chaotic computing core of the M4 chip, Apple has finally achieved..."
Screams erupted from the third row of the audience. A man wearing an Epic Games employee ID had fireflies composed of binary code pouring from his eye sockets. He struggled to tap the seat back with his phalanges; the Morse code translated to the Wall Street Journal headline from the day of the 1929 Dow Jones crash.
The carbon fiber bracelet on Xiao Yan's wrist suddenly heated to 3000K. The内置 magical superconductor released Cthulhu mythos tidal frequencies before melting. As guards rushed over, his seemingly panicked knockover of a零度 Coke actually precisely泼洒ed liquid nitrogen onto the brainwave receiver in the adjacent seat—where a blueprint of the fourth-type perpetual motion machine记载 in Da Vinci's manuscripts was hidden.
The holographic projection of Cook began to扭曲 into Van Gogh's Starry Night brushstrokes. Xiao Yan took the opportunity to cut his finger and flick a blood bead containing mitochondrial DNA toward the podium. The nanoscale "Star Alchemy" runes显现ed upon encountering the spotlight. At the exact moment Cook was about to say the word "wormhole," the direction of gravity in the entire venue suddenly偏转ed by 37.5 degrees.
"Warning! Unauthorized spacetime distortion!"
S.H.I.E.L.D.'s red alert exploded into fireworks in the AR lenses, but Xiao Yan smiled as he watched his sneakers float to the ceiling. He deliberately let the半-coagulated blood bead flow along the纹路 of Cook's podium—those Hittite incantations from ancient texts were transforming Apple Park into the intersection point of the four dimensions of a tesseract.
The sky over Silicon Valley裂开 an azure wound. The dwarf planet image captured by the James Webb Telescope three days ago now倒映ed on the mirrored floor tiles of Apple's headquarters plaza. When Xiao Yan saw the不该存在 wreckage of a Dyson sphere, the微型 alchemy array in his throat suddenly resonated with a geothermal server far in Iceland.
"All personnel immediately evacuate!"
Military-grade ceramic fibers burst beneath Cook's仿真 human skin. Xiao Yan took advantage of the chaos to rush into the机房 marked "Clean Energy Initiative." He drew the Luoshu Nine-Palace Diagram on the combination lock with his blood-stained finger. As the blast door opened, the corridor echoed with the wail of the Higgs boson tearing space.
The room contained not servers, but Shang Dynasty bronze tripods浸泡ed in liquid helium. Each tripod boiled not with heavy water, but with topological insulators掺ed with Claude Shannon's hair samples. Xiao Yan tore open his collar to reveal the Stark family tattoo on his chest. The subcutaneous antimatter battery迸发ed purple arc light of the Grand Unified Theory upon contact with the Oracle cloud server.
"There you are, Father's time capsule."
When iris authentication passed, the liquid in the tripod suddenly凝聚ed into a holographic image of Howard Stark. The engineer who had departed for an alien planet via the Stargate in 1953 was now piecing together a magical proof of Gödel's incompleteness theorem using original Bell Labs circuit boards. Xiao Yan inserted the Tesla key into the crystallizing quantum bit. On the screen, Howard suddenly began reciting the Poetic Edda in Python code.
"...
for wormhole in range(1953,2024):
if Stark_brainwave.match(CERN_data):
launch_dragon_spaceship()
else:
raise QuantumDecoherenceError
..."
The waters of San Francisco Bay suddenly rose违背流体力学, forming a Klein bottle spanning nine latitudes. Through Apple Glasses, Xiao Yan saw an urgent signal from Xiao Xun'er—she had purchased a ruthenium crystal at a dark web auction, which was actually the wormhole stabilizer Stark had hidden in a Swiss bank.
As the bronze tripods began outputting real-time Nasdaq quotes in Sanskrit, Xiao Yan suddenly realized this was no ordinary interstellar communication device. The seemingly random stock price fluctuations were actually projections of four-dimensional space into three-dimensional reality, and Tesla's anomalous sales data over the past three months precisely对应ed the collapse frequency of the麒麟座 molecular cloud.
"Xiao! Use the Black-Scholes model to reverse-engineer the Aztec blood sacrifice coordinates!"
Xiao Xun'er's voice,裹ed with the unique ionization of Icelandic volcanic ash, came through the bone conduction headphones. Xiao Yan quickly converted the taotie patterns on the bronze tripod into Fourier transform formulas. When the seventh infrasound frequency matched Chapter 66 of the Necronomicon, the entire room suddenly plunged into absolute zero darkness.
The magnetar pulsar pulses from 50,000 light-years away arrived as scheduled. By the antimatter glow on his chest, Xiao Yan saw Howard's hologram分解ing into Bitcoin blockchain hashes—each block recording the truth about the failed 1953 jump: there had been no car accident; it was the Pentagon's first human quantization experiment using Manhattan Project leftovers.
"Please verify your dual-signature transaction."
When the cold female voice sounded, Xiao Yan found his hands bound to a 2008 Cambridge University blockchain prototype machine. He licked his silicon wafer-cut lip and drew the binary hexagrams from Leibniz's manuscripts on the validator with saliva containing mitochondrial encryption.
The机房 glass exploded into nanoscale prisms, each fragment refracting historical scenes from different timelines. Xiao Yan saw 1984 Steve Jobs actually attending an Illuminati time-loop meeting, while Tesla owners remained unaware their autopilot systems were mapping alien colonies.
As the liquid in the bronze tripod evaporated, the荆棘 pattern on Xiao Yan's手背 suddenly刺入 Apple's Thunderbolt port. In the instant a flood of data surged into his nerve endings, he finally saw his father's message at the quantum level—in those memory fragments glowing with Feynman diagram radiance, Howard stood in the silicon forest of Cybertron, with an interstellar version of Didi Chuxing悬浮ing behind him, powered by Dyson sphere energy.
A whale song-like noise emanated from the Golden Gate Bridge direction. Xiao Yan knew it signaled the wormhole's opening. He扯断 the lanyard of his staff ID镶ed with palladium wires, channeling residual current into the crystallizing quantum chip. As the national live broadcast showed Tim Cook举起 the Apple Vision Pro 2镶ed with magical diamonds, the real new product had already plunged, via the spacetime ripple Xiao Yan created, into the computational abyss Stark had architected on an alien planet over 38 years.