The air grew cold, then hot. The colors of the room bled together. Aris lunged for the switch, but his hand passed right through it. The matter had become probable and improbable at the same time.
The ultimate equilibrium. A universe where every possible reaction had already occurred. Where time itself had no reason to exist. propresser 4
His first test was modest. He placed a single, wilted sunflower seed in a pot of poor soil, aimed the Propresser 4, and whispered, "Grow." The field hummed. In four seconds, the seed sprouted, shot up, bloomed, and produced a hundred new seeds. The capacitor died with a sad click. Elated, Aris recharged it. The air grew cold, then hot