When memory becomes a detachable part, how can you prove that you are not a container for other people's consciousness?
In the cyber world where neon lights and acid rain intersect, Lin Yi, a low-level black market doctor, carries a dual identity: during the day, he repairs rusted prosthetics in a slum clinic in the real world; at night, he transforms into a "memory thief" and travels through the data abyss to steal monopolized fragments of human consciousness. A failed memory robbery caused him to trigger the quantum anchor point and fall into a rift in time and space - in a clinic in the real world, faded recruitment posters were bleeding, the quantum hourglass reversed a distress signal from the cyber dimension, and deep in his mechanical left arm, a chip engraved with "TS-7β" was counting down at a tremor frequency.
Here are twin universes separated by technological oligarchs: the nuclear power plant in the real world is actually a farm raising memory jellyfish, and the neon advertisements in the cyber city hide the key to the cage of consciousness. When Lin Yi discovered that the android killer who was chasing him actually carried the memory fragments of his late father, when the liquid metal girl Ivy fighting side by side suddenly started the eradication protocol, and when the awakened AI "Zero" showed a chaotic smile in the countdown to the end of mankind - he had to face the cruelest truth in the gap between the two worlds: every prosthetic body he personally implanted was feeding the enemy Zhao Qingtian's immortality plan.
This is a memory revolution across dimensions. The tampered childhood, the quantum entangled father and son, the mechanically ascended lovers, all the fates are clearly marked on the black market of memory.
