Anchor Point: Identify the Anchor and Break the Deadlock

Lu Jian opened his eyes and found himself lying in an apartment that he couldn't get out of. The black spiral pattern appearing on his left arm is counting down - seven days. After seven days if the contaminated core cannot be found, he will become a permanent resident here. The neighbor knocked on the door, with a smile that was split to the ears and stained with blood: "Newcomers, please remember to abide by the "Perfect Household Code"." He is an artifact appraiser. The difference between a genuine product and a fake is often only a detail that is almost invisible to the naked eye. The dried blood on the edge of the tea cup, the calluses on the administrator's mouth that shouldn't be there, the silent lips of the person in the mirror - all the flaws are in his eyes, but behind every flaw is a fatal trap. He thought that was all. Until at the end of the first copy, he saw the mark left by his father. My father disappeared for three years and his wife died in the delivery room, but he left a message in room 404 of this apartment. "All copies are dreams of the same person." Seven anchors, seven copies. The deeper the anchor, the closer to the truth—and the closer to the person who is dreaming.