Others pick up trash at the end of the world, but I specialize in "picking up" death row prisoners!
Zero, the trash guy at the bottom of the apocalypse, lives by digging through scrap metal. Until he was forced to bind the [Rebellious Merits Book] - this crazy system specializes in catching the most evil people "certified by the company": city-slaughter maniacs, human traffickers, live experiment maniacs... Forcing me to fish people at gunpoint!
Grab one and use a bunch of "sin karma" as fuel!
The murderous resentment of the butcher on my left hand, the greed and poisonous fire of the trafficker on my right hand, all poured into my mechanical prosthetic limb - boom! Bone spurs break the body! Filth can ignite!
Power surge? Cool!
But the body is deforming and the soul is getting dark... System, you fucking call this "merit"? !
When Zero tears away the mask of "merit society":
Suspended Sky City = Flesh Factory? Cyber Cultivation = System Sacrifice? The monument to the merits of false gods = built with the corpses of tens of thousands of people? !
He stood on the burning ruins and grinned:
"Since merit is sin... I will burn this doomsday to ashes!"
——Use evil as an edge to nail the false god to his own monument of merit!
