Before her mother fell from the building, she drew a seven-kill star chart on the laboratory whiteboard. The pledge closing lines of thirty listed companies were arranged like a moon-eating bureau.
Three years later, Lin Shen became a delivery boy. In the early hours of one day, he received an order for "Yinshi fast food to be delivered to the Financial Tianshu on the 88th floor", and since then he has been involved in the eclipse, a metaphysical organization hidden in capital.
The copper plate hides the star map, and the Suzhai lays out the dark array.
The living ghost generated by the blockchain, the evil-suppressing anchor chain made from K-line charts, the quantum feng shui compass left by my mother...
When capital puts on Taoist robes, the code is the dragon-slaying sword.
What Lin Shen had to do was not only to crack the Moon Eater, but also to face the language consciousness system that his mother had personally activated.
——This time, it is not him who understands the language, but the language that understands him.
