I Am an Observer

Under the starry sky, he woke up in a strange body, with disordered memory fragments in his mind - the number of observer 35006427, and the gentle whisper of a woman named Jiang Wanqing. "Chen Mo, look at me." Her fingertips were slightly cold, and there was pain in her eyes that he couldn't understand. "You forgot again, right?" When the cold instructions of the future hit the soul fragments of the 21st century, and when the rules of the "Star Network" could not trap the folds of time, he was shocked to realize that he was not only an observer, but also a prisoner repeatedly torn apart by time. And she, this "accident" that should have been annihilated, may be the only key to breaking the cycle. When the two "Chen Mo"s of time and space look at each other in the gap of consciousness, love and memory will set off a storm that subverts time and space in the torrent of civilization integration.