Standing on the streets of New Shanghai again, Lin Yue felt a little strange. When the night wind blew across her cheeks, bringing with it a hint of coolness, she looked up at the sky. The light of the holographic advertisement was still dazzling, as if mocking the hypocrisy and emptiness of the city. She took a deep breath and felt an unprecedented sense of relief. She no longer needs to pretend, no longer needs to face those tampered memories every day, and watch people indulge in false experiences. Her parents were once enthusiastic supporters of memory retrieval technology, believing it to be a symbol of human progress and the key to eternal happiness. However, the loss of technology and moral decay ultimately destroyed their ideals and destroyed their families. Lin Yue recalled the faces of the victims, their eyes full of anger and despair. They are people who have been deprived of their memories, souls who are forced to become other people's entertainment tools. Their shouts still echoed in her ears: "Stop memory exploitation! Give us our freedom!" She finally understood that she could no longer stand by and watch.
Concept: Memory of the future world