In a modern metropolis called "Lincheng". Prosperous, indifferent, and filled with countless people eager to change their destiny. The protagonist's clinic, the "Mozhai" antique store, is located in an inconspicuous corner of the city, which is the intersection between the real world and the conceptual level.
This is a witty novel that takes "concept" as its core and explores human nature, memory, identity and the meaning of existence. The fun part of it is solving incredible psychological puzzles, witnessing the shocking consequences of concept transactions, and the philosophical confrontation between the protagonist and the villain.
Above the material world we live in, there is a "conceptual level" that is symbiotic with it. Human cognition, emotion, memory, identity, and even all abstract things have their "entities" at this level. For example, "love" is not a feeling, but a "concept" that can be perceived, stripped, and transplanted.
Concepts cannot be created or destroyed out of thin air, they can only be transferred or replaced. The "value" of a transaction is jointly determined by the subconscious minds of both parties. Transactions with unequal values will trigger a terrible "conceptual backlash."
Please listen to Feidao speak slowly...
