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Chapter 477: The Universal Broadcast

Author: Fuyingwen
last update publish date: 2026-05-03 23:19:07

The broadcast hit the membrane at 2:17 PM and the world held together for exactly four seconds before everything went wrong.

Haley's Anchor frequency amplified the baby Utterance's universal composition through all forty-nine cracks simultaneously. The song traveled outward through the membrane's fracture network like electricity through a neural pathway, each crack serving as a transmission point for a calibrated harmonic designed to reach whatever reflection existed on the other side.<
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  • The Billionaire Alpha's Revenge   Chapter 477: The Universal Broadcast

    The broadcast hit the membrane at 2:17 PM and the world held together for exactly four seconds before everything went wrong.Haley's Anchor frequency amplified the baby Utterance's universal composition through all forty-nine cracks simultaneously. The song traveled outward through the membrane's fracture network like electricity through a neural pathway, each crack serving as a transmission point for a calibrated harmonic designed to reach whatever reflection existed on the other side.For four seconds, it was beautiful.Jack felt it through the Utterance's filaments. A moment of perfect resonance. Forty-nine reflections hearing the same invitation in forty-nine different harmonic languages, each one tailored to the specific shade of grey that defined their existence. The baby's composition was a masterpiece of cosmic communication, a message that said: you are not alone, you are not forgotten, come sing with us.Then the reflections answered.All of them.

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