Chapter One: Two Thousand Dollars and Seventy-Two Hours

Then He Chongshan's symposium slides opened. Page nine contained a hidden error, detectable only through Shen's new framework. 【In eleven hours, he will use your flawed draft to prove that you are a fraud.】 Shen read the equation twice and smiled. “Mu-Zero, book me a symposium ticket.” 【Insufficient balance.】 He photographed the outstanding-student medal He had once awarded him and listed it for resale. “Then sell this piece of scrap first.” Behind the screen, nine unopened rings rotated like eyes waiting to wake.