I picked up an ink stick in a garbage dump in Cyber Hong Kong. It can turn reality into an ink painting and tamper with it at will. When I wrote the enemy's name into the scroll, the entire company building collapsed instantly. The next day, the news reported that "the Mexican prisoners rioted collectively." The ink mark on my palm suddenly burned, and I caught a glimpse of my ink-stained pupils on the TV——
A swarm of drones outside the window was smashing into the glass: "Mo Yang, hand over the murder weapon!"
