When the crazy geneticist Fu Sihan picked up a homeless girl covered in thorns on a rainy night, what he personally watered was not only the bloody rose birthmark on the shoulder blade, but also the Pandora's Box of doom. The skeletons of the first eight stand-ins are locked in the glass greenhouse, and the living experiment data is buried under the bloody keys. This nurturing game in the name of love will eventually give birth to the god-killing Queen of Thorns - "My dear, do you think my desire to control will collapse first, or your genetic chain will awaken first?"
Intention: In the genetic cage of eternal reincarnation, pierce the lies of the Creator with bloody thorns - the so-called fate is just a fairy tale about a superior taming a lamb. True evolution begins when the ant raises its middle finger to God.