In the "Cyrus City" where there are many cyber towers, the amnesiac Qin Mo crawled out from the rancid sewers. The wrist bone chip was branded with a blood-red warning: ⛔Don't believe the Seventh Research Institute looking for tea stains.
In order to find the antidote, he was forced to sink into the abyss of the black market of memory: the rich sold pleasure, and the poor pawned despair.
The tearing truth emerged during the pursuit——
When the nerve gun of the Purifiers locked his eyebrows, another cold figure was reflected in the apartment video:
"Hello, I am Lin Feng, your creator. This body is a tool to infiltrate the resistance organization, and the tea stains... Are the nails in the coffin I planted for myself."
At this moment, he must make a choice:
Destroy this memory cage with "Qin Mo's" conscience?
Or complete the mission of extinction as "Lin Feng"?
——Or, sacrifice all memories and become the "tea stain" itself of the burning rules?
