On the Edge of Pure

With a whoosh, the empty medicine bottles piled on his desk were knocked over by his waving hand, scattered everywhere.,Lu Buwei put on the virtual helmet, plugged the wires into the socket by his bed, and adjusted it slightly so that the neural hub fit snugly against his temple. He lay flat on the iron bed in his dormitory.,"The Kabbalah Tree of Life system is activated, the soul matrix is online and operational, vital signs are being frozen, bodily functions are commencing hibernation, imminent cocoon encasement..."。