Scavenger System: I Don't Pick up Garbage, I Pick up Strange Things

When he woke up, Lin Huai found that he had been forgotten by the world. The soy milk stall owner who had known him for more than ten years asked him who he was. The neighbors he spent time with day and night turned a blind eye to him. Even the photo on his ID card was slowly becoming blurry. Anterograde amnesia? No, it's his existence value that is continuing to return to zero! At the critical moment, the scavenger system was successfully bound. "Ding! The host's presence is detected and the value is critical. A novice task is issued: pick up "The Forgotten Twelve Bells". " "Tip: What the scavengers pick up is not garbage, but strange existences that are about to be alienated!" From then on, Lin Huai began to scavenge while saving his life. While others set up stalls to make money, he set up stalls to anchor his existence; while others went shopping for entertainment, he went shopping to clean up things. But he didn't expect that the bell he picked up at random contained a half-century of waiting, and the stuffed doll he accidentally rescued contained a childhood that no one knew about. What's more, he didn't expect that behind his amnesia, there was actually a mysterious organization that controlled existence - the Annihilation Society. "What I pick up is not garbage, but the hope of living and the unfinished lives of others." Lin Huai looked at the rising existence value on the ledger with firm eyes.