Being Hunted by the Whole City, I Took Out a Nuclear Bomb with My Backhand

[The last skeleton eater on the surface, a god-slayer who lived as long as a thousand years of civilization] In the slums on a rainy night, 16-year-old Chen Mo swallowed the forbidden spiritual remains to save his terminally ill sister, but he awakened destructive powers. When the Situ family's drone swarm tore through the night sky, he discovered that he was actually the 44th defective product of gene editing, and that his beloved sister was actually the mother's nest container raised by the Nangong family. On the streets where acid rain was pouring, a black marketeer showed his mechanical eyes: "Three hundred years have passed, and humans are still using spiritual corpses as firewood." The fluorescent mask of the Order of Dawn reflected the bloody moon, the severed arm of the young leader of the Qinglong Gang grew a parasitic crystal cluster, and the female doctor at the clinic in the Iron Cage District pulled out the spine spear of the God-killer from her corset - the truth buried in this cyber wasteland is just an experimental field where higher civilization has been spreading for thousands of years. "Brother, you are thirty-seven years late." The crystallized sister stabbed the blade into Chen Mo's heart. A purple storm swept across the world's spiritual bones veins, and time began to collapse in reverse. When he stood at the scene of the mining accident thirty years ago with an empty bottle of modern bone-inhibiting elements in his hand, he finally saw clearly the conspiracy network that spanned three centuries - all the big shots who claimed to be saviors were using human civilization to feed the nest in the cracks in the sky.