On Chen Mu's left arm, a string of numbers was burning: 3 years, 2 months and 7 days. This is the balance of his life and his factory setting as a discarded tool. In front of the appraisal counter of the Steam Magic Grocery Store, the live broadcast camera was focused on a rusted mechanical core. The audience flooded the screen with: "Appraisal!" Chen Mu recognized it at a glance - this was the stolen property of a senior member of the Mechanical Council. To be honest, the Council wanted him dead; if he told lies, the curse would backfire and his spiritual eye would be scrapped. He grinned at the camera: "This one is fake." The curse instantly tore open his left eye, and blood flowed down his cheek into his collar. The live broadcast room exploded: "Liar! Get out!" But this is what he was waiting for - the curse wave was like a radar, accurately marking the true location of the stolen goods. The pursuers of the Mechanical Council broke through the door and pointed their guns at Chen Mu. He threw the stolen goods to the leader and wiped the blood on his face: "Give me half of the bounty. Otherwise, in the next live broadcast, I will tell you all the lowest price of your council." The audience was dumbfounded, the pursuers were stunned, and the brand mark on Chen Mu's left arm jumped: November 3, 2020. The live broadcast cannot be stopped, because every time he detects a treasure, his life will be shortened. But what's even more terrifying is that someone is deliberately waiting for him to use up the last drop of his life in the live broadcast room.
