The Galactic Prison Command Headquarters Base of the Nebula in the constellation Cancer.

Outside the window of the base, the unique coronal spectacle of the 55 stars of the Cancer Nebula is staged. When the rose-red heavy ions escape the gravity of the main star, the ionic cloud ears burst out like the corona of the sun and the aurora of the earth, instantly rising to a height of half the diameter of a star, and then disappearing gorgeously. Moments and eternities of beauty happen here every day, as brilliant and ephemeral as the rise and fall of a galaxy in the universe.

In the shuttle berth hall of the base, there is tension and a touch of fire.

As an orderly at the Milky Way's Earth Alien Management Center (EAMC, short for EarthAlienManageCenter), S did not expect such a large-scale prison break to occur in the prison of the Cancer Nebula.

Beads of sweat oozing from behind S's black sunglasses and running down his forehead.

S has been a member of EAMC for ten years, from a scientific teenager who looks up at the stars and believes that aliens must exist, to dealing with various aliens on the planet Earth of the Milky Way every day, investigating various difficult cases of interstellar crimes, S can be said to be experienced in a hundred battles. He had experienced no less than ten times of crisis when the fate of the entire galaxy was hanging by a thread, but none of the various crisis moments made him tremble like this one. Because he is facing a group of cosmic criminals who are extremely vicious and notorious at the moment.

A month ago, at the EAMC long-term plan confirmation meeting, the annual routine interstellar criminal repatriation mission fell into the hands of S. The Interstellar Criminals Repatriation Program is part of a peace treaty concluded between the major systems in the universe to ensure that criminals arrested in each system are repatriated to their jurisdiction. The main content of this repatriation mission is to escort the 98 alien criminals arrested on Earth to the Galactic Prison in the Cancer Nebula, and from there receive 39 criminals from the galaxy to bring back to Earth. He was accompanied on this routine mission by H, an outstanding graduate who had just graduated from the Joint Guard Military Academy on the Earth's Coastline and was assigned to EAMC. Cultivating newcomers H is naturally also a subsidiary task of S's interstellar mission.

S checked the logbook of the center's operation and maintenance, set up the interstellar route of the space shuttle, sent the schedule notice and the convict exchange list identification serial number to the window in charge of the Cancer Nebula, and hurriedly embarked on this routine mission journey with his newcomer brother H.

Originally, as long as everything was pre-programmed, the shuttle would fly at 500 times the speed of light on the interstellar communication route, and it would be possible to return to Earth from its destination in two months, when S would spend the pre-requested annual leave and go to Jupiter's multi-force golf course to relax. Unexpectedly, after arriving at the Galactic Prison Command Headquarters Base in the Cancer Nebula, he encountered a prison escape. Before and after landing, no alarm was received from the security system, until the shuttle and the berth system docked, and the 39 prison capsules were received into the shuttle's cabin according to the software program that had been dredged up with the base in advance, and dozens of high-pressure laser submachine guns were aimed at their newly landed aircraft from the front of the shuttle's cab.

S tightened his heart and knew that something was wrong. He quietly turned on the base's emergency shared monitors, and found that almost all of the prison's room access was open, and the guards were disarmed and concentrated in the cafeteria lobby; Large shuttles are preparing for takeoff, and thruster fuel is being replenished. Judging by the rule that prisoners must be compressed into prison capsules before 2 hours, the escape should have taken place within 2 hours, and the handover procedure of these 39 criminals was not cracked by the escaped criminals, and the alarm system of the previous base security system must have been destroyed by these not simple dangerous people. The prison capsule of the 98 convicts who were scheduled to transport the shuttle to the base remained in the prison compartment because S initiated the abort transmission process.

Prison capsules are the latest technology to save space in prisons. The prisoner is compressed by a compressor into a special sturdy capsule equipped with an encryption device, which acts as hypnosis, and is kept alive by the system inside the capsule, and the key is issued to the prisoner. When they arrive at the destination prison, the receiving party uses the key to open the prison capsule. Once the convict is released from the prison capsule, consciousness is immediately restored, and after two hours, the physical density and volume before compression are restored.

The tall Sirius man with the gun in front of the shuttle "buzzed" the laser gun and said in a special voice that was half metal, half human, "Welcome to the Land of the Free." Disarm you and hand over your men. ”

Watching the muzzle of his gun leap with blue-purple spirals of light on the monitor, S knew the performance of this weapon deeply, and he had seen the heavy iron star mantle target, which was 1,000 times denser than titanium carbide, shattered in an instant by the laser beam of this weapon.

S knew that the longer he stayed here, the more dangerous it became, and he looked at H, who was sweating nervously in the co-pilot, and thought to himself that you would be "lucky" to encounter this on your first long-distance business trip. He knew that while the people outside couldn't see what's inside, silence meant hostility to these heinous criminals. On the cockpit display, he said, "Turn the thrusters horizontally at the enemy, and in 7 seconds I'll start the shuttle at full speed and force my way through!" These words were shown to H, and the broadcast frequency of the call to the outside of the shuttle was turned on: "Disarmament is underway, please wait 10 seconds." ”

The disc-shaped shuttle they ride on can propel 360 degrees, but it takes 7 seconds to set the propulsion direction to start at full speed.

The highly tense H began to specify the direction of the thrusters.

1 second!

He carefully flicked his finger at the green dial on the control screen that set the horizontal orientation of the thrusters.

2 seconds!

Sweating profusely, he raised his head to look at the position of the escaped prisoner with loaded guns on the surveillance screen, and adjusted the direction back again.

3 seconds!

H turned his head to look at S and asked with his eyes if this position was appropriate. S nodded solemnly.

4 seconds!

When H trembled and withdrew his fingers, he accidentally pressed the up and down direction adjustment keys of the thruster, and the thruster changed its vertical position with a "buzz".

5 seconds!

The prisoners outside the plane clearly felt the changes in the shuttle's body, and the Sirius man who took the lead "swished" aimed the laser gun at the position of the cab.

6 seconds!

It's too late! Saying that it was too late, S slammed the pusher to start the button.

At that moment, it seemed to freeze in the long river of time and space in the universe.

A drop of sweat gently slid down S's cheek and fell into a droplet that resembled a ball.

An orange-red propulsive flame erupted from the thruster part of the shuttle, exploding a shockwave ball.

At the barrel of the laser gun that pulled the trigger, a spherical white light flashed, and a blue-violet laser beam shot towards the cockpit of the shuttle.

Outside the base, 55 stars rose up with a huge corona, which exceeded the diameter of the star itself, and a stream of rose-red heavy ions swept towards the planet where the prison command headquarters base was located like a huge flag.

Rumble! Rumble! Rumble!

The first boom is the roar of the shuttle's thrusters, which are displaced before the laser beam arrives.

The second boom was when the laser beam pierced the atrium of the parking hall and happened to hit the fuel compartment of the large shuttle on the upper floor, causing a huge explosion.

The third boom was the superposition of the heavy ion stream of the huge star crown in the fuel explosion, which caused a powerful squeeze on the coordinates of the cosmic star field there, and the huge energy tore a terrible hole in the space-time there in a very short moment.

This opening is not only different from a black hole, but also different from a space fountain, but directly connects the parallel universes that exist in different time and space, and everything that happens there has exceeded the maximum scope of scientific cognition of all cosmic civilizations.

In other words, everything there exists in the past, present and future at the same time!?

There is beyond the point of the first dimension, the line of the second dimension, the surface of the third dimension, the time of the fourth dimension, and the world above the fifth dimension.

S and H, along with the shuttle carrying a bunch of prisoners, were pushed by themselves, along with the shockwave from the fuel explosion of the giant shuttle, to the point where the plane was torn apart.

The shuttle was already scattered under the huge shock wave and tearing force.

Some molecules of inorganic matter are broken one after another at the physical level.

Scattered around the area were more than a hundred prison capsules containing interstellar criminals, the Milky Way's Earth Alien Management Center's Attendant S, and the center's newcomer H.

S and H glanced at each other, and they saw each other's various stages from babies to old men, surrounded by star births, planet explosions, continent drifts, dinosaurs roaring, all things growing, civilization and reproduction, cities piling up, nebulae changing, and so on, and then formed a brilliant network of light, and the whole body was a dazzling pure white.

At this moment, the neurons in their cerebral cortex are invariably flashing an electromagnetic signal, which translates into Chinese in the human language of the galaxy earth: Who am I? Where am I? What will happen in the next second?