On the Day of the Nuclear Leak, I Bought the Truth About the World

I spent ten dollars to buy the truth about the world. From a used bookstore in University City, I randomly picked out a copy of "History of Quantum Physics". There was a line on the title page: When atoms are enslaved, they will eventually bite back. Seventy-two hours later, the nuclear power plant leaked and monsters took to the streets. My classmate Shen Qingyin was scratched, and the wound turned gray-blue, like ink dripping into water. One professor told me it was a code infection. The life-saving medicine is in the underground of Thunder Dome headquarters, where the most dangerous code core in the world is located. I went for it. On the road, I encountered a titanium alloy string that can cut through chaos, and a Tang Dynasty underground city engraved with "law" and "order". There is also a girl who was born from the code. Seven days after she was born, she learned something that I have never been able to learn in my life - how to love someone. After she left, I thought it was over. But that data disk told me: the wind in this world blows from the same direction every day, the temperature never exceeds the set range, and gravity never goes wrong. There is a sentence written in the encryption layer - the physical environment described in this record does not occur naturally. There are two keys in my hand, one is engraved with "Yong" and the other is engraved with "Wen". With five hundred and thirty-seven days left, the system will be reset and everyone will be wiped out. I want to find the person who first wrote "This world is fake". Because there are still three observation reports scattered in the corners of the world. You won't believe what the truth is. I just found out too.