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I was born on July 7, 2003. An archivist who was born at the beginning of the millennium and lives in the ruins of the old era. For the first twenty-two years of my life, I only believed in things that could be proven. It wasn't until the woman who asked me to shoulder everything for her disappeared that I discovered - if a relationship cannot be proven to be true, then what else is there to believe in? After my rationality collapsed, I became irritable, paranoid, and insomniac. A voice that did not belong to him began to appear in his mind, like the noise of a radio that was not tuned to the right frequency. I thought it was tinnitus. Then I started "knowing" things I wasn't supposed to know. The file number that my colleague couldn't find, the scene of my father's hospital bed in my neighbor's hometown, the scene of a stranger crying recently - these things are like other people's video tapes, forcibly playing in my mind. Then came the dream. For three consecutive nights, I dreamed that I was wearing black cassocks and standing in a temple. There are three words written on the plaque of the temple: Yingyuan Mansion. I found the temple. There were no Buddha statues in the temple and it was completely dark. Only the light from the patio shines down from above, hitting an empty lotus seat. I stood in the light and my whole body began to tremble uncontrollably. The voice in my head became clear for the first time: "The middle-level spiritual officer of the Lei Department has returned to his position." I'm not crazy. I was "calibrated". There is a merit book in the temple. There is a list of names recorded on it - all the people who were exposed to the same strange signal in 1999. The signal came from a secret experiment codenamed "The Blank Wall Project." A fragment of the signal remains in the brain of each receiver. And I am the only one