Time Abyss Debtors: Silent Revolution

Name: Time Abyss Debtors: Silent Revolution
Author: Dreaming About Clear Sleep

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22Kwords8chapters

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Ch. 8 — 崩解

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"Tick tock, tick tock - your time has been divided into 60-minute hourly units" When "the idle rate reaches zero = the body becomes deserted" became an iron rule, the Holy See of Shiyuan used the "Seven Days of Reckoning" to nail mankind to the gallows of the countdown. Lin Che's survival dashboard was on the verge of collapse - heart rate 180bpm | brain activity 7% | idle rate 100% - three administrators with hourglass eyes slashed their foreheads with butcher knives, announcing his end as "inefficient fuel". "Brother... Meditation is the only escape door..." The last words of my sister Lin Ansha's death ten years ago have now become the key to tearing apart the rules. He sacrificed himself cross-legged, letting the efficiency monitor on his spine burst, and tore off the cover of the "Code" with his bare hands - the rule book was melted into the Blade of Time and the Sequence! The blood patterns of the 539 dead roared on the blade: "Burn tyranny with silence!" The administrator melted and disintegrated in the folds of time and space, but a line of blood words appeared on the base of the hourglass: Power source calibration completed | Lin An·Shi core fusion degree is 7%. In the cold light of victory, new debts wrapped around his wrists like thorns of molten gold: ? Need to rob others for ≥1 hour per day (voluntary donation\u002F compulsory collection) ? Default price: Desertification rate × 300% "Congratulations on becoming the new debtor." Shi Sha, with pure white sand on the side of his neck, pressed his debt mark. Amidst the explosion of the time bank in the dome in the distance, the desert pigeon smashed into the glass at 300km\u002Fh, and the buzzer of the time blade suddenly distorted into Lin An's lullaby - the sister who was made into the engine of the world was sending out a crying signal deep in the core of the Holy See.