In 2030, 7 billion people around the world dreamed of a nine-mouthed giant tripod falling from the sky.
Only Lin Fan knew that it was not a dream.
He was unemployed due to AI optimization, and slept on the Bund on a rainy night, with a purple meteor hitting his feet——
The inner wall of the cracked bronze wrench was engraved with nine bleeding eyes.
The moment I put it on, an old hoarse voice sounded in my mind:
"The Prisoner's Era, the 9700th reincarnation, begins."
"Key, return it."
The mobile phone automatically installed "Nine Prison Takeout", and the first order was delivered in the early morning:
Sent to Longhua Funeral Home, recipient: Lin Fan, reward: 3 years of longevity.
Penalty for overtime: 6 years of longevity deducted.
Lin Fan found a woman wearing a moon-white cheongsam at the bottom of the morgue.
She opened her eyes from the ice coffin and said, "I've been waiting for you for a year, Lin Fan."
"I'm your lock."
The lock is destined to be destroyed by the key himself.
