章 177: The Amalgamation of Ice and Fire

The drunk Ling Pingan barely managed to bring the kitten Bastet downstairs, and his footsteps staggered.

He touched his face and felt that it was boiling.

He struggled to hold onto the stairs and slowly climbed up.

As soon as he was in the living room, he could no longer hold on.

He threw his head back on the sofa and fell into a deep sleep.

"Buzz, buzz, buzz..." in his dream, he heard a strange sound.

"Buzz, buzz..."

"Buzz, buzz... Buzz, buzz..."

"Boom, boom! Boom, boom!"

"What is the sound?" Ling Pingan thought in a daze.

Finally, at a certain moment, he remembered.

"Music of the Spheres of a Pulsar?"

When he was in university, he had visited the Empire's Space Museum and heard a strange sound similar to the one in his dream.

It was said that those were the sounds recorded by the Empire's radio telescopes, satellites, and spaceships from the pulsar signals.

But the problem was…