Shen Mo was a Level Four appraiser at the very bottom of the Anomalous Affairs Bureau. He’d been at it for four years.
He correctly judged a Class C asset to be Class S, then was fired on the spot for “serious misjudgment.”
The moment he walked out of the building, his eyes changed.
There was a Class A asset lying in a Class C warehouse. A Class S label was on a Class B file. And the things listed as destroyed... were still alive, right there in his pocket.
The System said everything was under control. What he saw was that every downgraded asset was a ticking time bomb.
But each time he saw the truth clearly, his own existence grew a little fainter.
His colleagues began to forget his name. Security cameras couldn’t capture him. His photo in the files turned blank.
As all the time bombs began counting down at once, who could a man on the verge of disappearing still appraise for?
