I woke up with my heart stopping and a countdown in my chest with only 60 seconds left.
>Thousands of people in the slum outside the window are still, and only the countdown on their wrists is beating.
> "Welcome to the hunting ground of time," blood words floated in the air, "the prey has been released."
>In the 24-hour supermarket, every breath is deducted, and time-devouring thieves roam the shelves.
>When I designed the two thieves to eat each other, the entire space began to collapse.
>The cashier took off his hat and smiled: "Congratulations on unlocking the hidden rule - time can be borrowed."
>His pocket watch opened, and inside was embedded the finger bone of my missing sister.
Purpose: Under the dark rules that turn life into cold currency, with flesh and blood as the anchor, resist the fate of quantitative exploitation and regain human dignity and hope.