The world is frozen, I escape to the Three Body

As night falls, the starry sky twinkles with a mysterious halo. Wang Miao, an astronomer who is dedicated to exploring the mysteries of the universe, stands alone in front of the window, gazing at the vast night sky.

"You know what? Those stars are not just bright spots in the sky." Wang Miao said softly, as if talking to the air, "They have their own lives and stories."

Suddenly, a cold hand touched his shoulder. Wang Miao turned his head sharply, but only saw a vague figure disappearing into the darkness.

"Who's there?" he called out in a trembling voice.

There was no response, only the night breeze blowing gently, taking away the coolness left by the figure.

From then on, some strange images began to appear in front of Wang Miao's eyes. He saw the flames of burning stars and felt their pain and struggle. He also saw some ghostly countdowns that crossed the stars, as if foreshadowing something.

"What's going on?" he asked an old man, "Why do I see this?"

The old man looked at him deeply and said, "What you see are the souls of stars. They are telling their stories, waiting to be heard."

Wang Miao was full of confusion, but he decided to continue exploring. He began to communicate with the souls of those stars and listen to their stories. Every star has its own countdown, which is the clock of their life.

As time went by, Wang Miao gradually came to understand a fact: those ghostly countdowns were actually his own countdowns. His life was closely linked to the fate of these stars.

"How should I choose?" he asked the old man, "Will my life also burn out like these stars?"

The old man smiled and replied: "You have the right to choose. You can choose to become a star and dance with the universe, or you can choose to return to dust and become a part of the universe."

In the deep universe, a space telescope captured a strange phenomenon: two stars in the Centaur constellation seemed to be silently counting down. All of this was noticed by a mysterious psychic detective, Lin Xiaolong.

"Here we go again." Lin Xiaolong narrowed his eyes, and the image of the two stars appeared in his mind. He seemed to be drawn into an endless dark vortex. When he opened his eyes again, he felt a strange vibration, as if time had stopped at this moment.

"Centaurus, what secrets are you hiding?" Lin Xiaolong whispered to himself towards the night sky.

Lin Xiaolong decided to investigate this mysterious phenomenon. He stared at the starry sky, gently running his fingers through the air, as if communicating with the aura of the universe. He discovered that the number sequence of Centaurus hid a terrifying secret. These numbers seemed to have life, telling a story about death and rebirth.

“This area is called the ‘Dark Center’, but is it really just because of the fear of the unknown?” Lin Xiaolong questioned.

As the investigation deepened, Lin Xiaolong gradually uncovered the mystery of Centaurus. He discovered that this area was actually a sealed ghost land, and those countdown numbers were actually a summoning ceremony performed by the ghosts in order to regain their freedom.

"How is it possible?" Lin Xiaolong was shocked. "Such a secret is hidden in this universe."

Lin Xiaolong decided to organize this summoning ceremony to protect the peace and tranquility of the universe. He used his supernatural powers to start a fierce battle with the ghosts. After hard work, he finally cracked the seal and freed the ghosts.

"You are free." Lin Xiaolong said softly, watching the ghosts disappear in the starlight.