The neon lights of the Martian black market cut open the side of Lin Xingwan's face, and the quantum mark on the back of his neck burned like a betrayer's kiss. The explosion three years ago turned her from a genius researcher to a wanted criminal. Now the quantum core running rampant in her body has a fatal resonance with the mechanical girl at the black market auction. When the Enterprise Alliance's gunfire shattered the dome, she dragged Arya's broken prosthetic body to fight her way out, but she bumped into intelligence dealer Lu Chen playing with the Federation emblem - it turned out that everyone's memories were lies: fragments of her mentor's consciousness were dormant in the mechanical spine, and her fiancé Zhou Ling's pursuit trajectory was always three inches away from her heart.
"Truth or life?" As the entire galaxy fleet formed a hunting net overhead, she wiped away her nosebleed and chuckled, her fingertips hovering over the button that could detonate all quantum imprints. This huge gamble is about whether human civilization is worthy of her broken trust.
More future technology