72 Hours before the rainstorm, Lin Qingyan woke up in a low-cost rental house. The severe pain of being disemboweled and having the space jade pendant taken away by a loved one in his previous life had not yet dissipated. Twin vortexes suddenly burned out of his palms - his left eye saw 10 tons of frozen meat piled up in a mountain, and his right eye actually reflected the cyber black market with neon lights pouring out!
"A ton of frozen meat in exchange for mecha cores? Deal!" She locked her wailing relatives in the acid rain and traced her fingertips across the holographic screen. When the hurricane tore through the city skyline, her dilapidated apartment stretched out a plasma cannon, and a blue arc of electricity split hundreds of meters of waves.
On the night of the carnival, she was exchanging cans for nano-repair cabins, and the space suddenly burst into blood: [Warning! Entropy-increasing doomsday detected]
The cold mechanical sound pierced the bone marrow: "Trader Lin Qingyan, you have been selected as the "Dimension Cleaner". "
The holographic map exploded with scarlet coordinates in front of her eyes - it was the hiding place of the relatives who killed her in her previous life!
"Clear Target: Your End Times. "
Amidst the hum of the gun barrel turning, she smiled and polished the lighter: "What a coincidence... You guys start cleaning the first piece of garbage. "
And deep in the vortex, the scarlet prosthetic eyes of the cyber world were staring at her through the transaction interface: "Human, you clean up the doomsday, who will clean up you? "
Reader comments
After reading three chapters, the main character is useless.
After reading three chapters, the main character is useless.