(The tip of the pen carves sparks on the bronze pattern)
When the takeout box becomes the anchor of time, the refrigerator in the funeral home hides the code for human immortality - what Jiang Yichen broke through in the 49th time and space cycle was a genetic curse that spanned three thousand years. On the night when the Bronze Sacred Tree rose from the East China Sea, all the customers who had eaten his takeout began to turn into corpses. The oracle bones that appeared on their shoulder blades were actually the delivery routes written by him.
Su Nian'an's scalpel can cut through parallel universes, but when he was sewing up the 37th corpse, he discovered that the deceased's pituitary gland was embedded with a quantum chip that had the same frequency as his own mole. When the memory of the traffic accident on a rainy night was tampered with 49 times, she finally saw the reflection in the formalin solution: the executioner in the white coat was herself who would become the chief scientist of Murong Group in the future.
In this hunt that spans the Shang, Zhou and Cyberspace, the melted ice slag in the incubator will be reorganized into time and space coordinates, and the corpse spots are the star map that resonates with the bronze. One of them is delivering the key to immortality on the streets at midnight, the other is weaving a memory matrix in the morgue, and the priest of the Western Zhou Dynasty sleeping under the sea is sending genetic rewriting instructions to the whole city through the 5G base station - all those with awakened powers are just defective products of human experiments three thousand years ago.
(The blood beads condense on the tip of the scalpel to form the title of the book.) Here, every bronze tattoo is a crack in time and space, and every heartbeat is a countdown. When Jiang Yichen breaks open the iron door of the funeral home for the 50th time, Su Nianan will use the memory of one hundred thousand corpses to detonate the most magnificent collapse of human civilization.
