The end of the world is coming, and the world is destroyed in a silent disaster - emotions are drained, despair is the norm, and laughter becomes extravagant.
Lin Mo, a former civil servant in the tax bureau, is bound to the [Emotional Tax Officer] system. He sees everyone's emotions and taxes them according to the law.
"Your anger exceeds the limit and is taxable."
"Your hopes fluctuate, please pay your taxes."
"Under the Apocalyptic Emotional Tax Act, it is now, enforceable."
The "joy" he took away from the thugs left him dazed, and the "despair" he took from his mother made him numb. He is the rule of the apocalypse, a walking natural disaster, and all strong men need to control their emotions in front of him.
Everyone regards him as a cold and heartless monster, but they don't know that he collects thousands of emotions in the world just to sift out the purest "joy" and resurrect his only sister.
Until one day, the system alarm sounded: [The source of the "emotional vacuum" event - the "Ultimate Reaper" - was detected. Warning: Every ounce of emotion you tax, you pay a tax on His return.
Lin Mo adjusted his non-existent glasses, looked at the shadow that enveloped the world, and held up his "tax record sheet."
"You have evaded taxes."
"Now, spit it out to me with interest."
