In the Last Days, I Will Become a God by Plundering Memories

In 2232, the earth has become a slaughterhouse of memory. The seven giant cities of order use emotional currency to squeeze human souls, and the "founder" of the moon is preparing to perform the final format on all mankind. And my brother Hong Ping tore himself into seven divine fragments and stuffed them into the minds of seven city lords, just to delay the extinction. He left me a forbidden ark—the only illegal vessel compatible with divine consciousness. The price is: every time I plunder a memory, my own existence is diluted. I don't care. The happy credits of the Neon Islands were reduced to dead numbers by me, the zero-delay logic of the Clockwork City was muted by me, the time bank of Yongzhou City was cleared by me with one click, and the genetic mother nest of the Wanling Nest was forcibly overwritten by me... I snatch their memories, their power, and the last fragment of their divinity hidden deep in their consciousness. They called me an "abnormal individual who cannot be amnesiac". The Lunar Mastermind calls me a "High Risk Compatibility Vulnerability · Priority: Ultimate Clearance". But they don't know that every time the Ark beats, there is a silver crack on my left arm, and the memory dust is floating from my body into the void. I don't care. As long as the seven pieces are put back into place, my brother will wake up. Even if even the string of characters "My name is Ma Shu" is formatted in the end, as long as he can breathe again, his life will be earned. My name is Ma Shu. On this planet hollowed out by the memory industry, The only one who can plunder in reverse. Seize the memory of the city lord, seize the core of the moon, God-stealing memory.