The Chemical Grim Reaper

My name is Lin Mo, though people call me a “chemistry genius.”

I used to dream of winning a Nobel Prize. In truth, I was just an unlucky guy who got swindled by his ex-girlfriend, screwed over by his boss, and driven to the brink by loan sharks.

Now, looking at my “partners,” each with eight hundred tricks up their sleeves, I smile and give the reagent bottle in my hand a little shake.

“So, everyone, do you want to work together, or would you rather... dissolve?”