Aberration Containment: My Memory Is Fading

Archival science intern Lin Mo was sorting through the belongings of his missing uncle when he came across an old photo from 1987. In the photo, behind the two people with their backs to the camera, a pale white face with no facial features is slowly revealed. That was his first contact with aberrations. The underlying rules of the universe are collapsing spontaneously, giving rise to countless unsolvable rule fragments. They are not ghosts or monsters. They are invulnerable and physical attacks are ineffective. The only way for humans to survive is to use their own existence as an anchor to control distortion and fight against distortion. The price is continued fading of memories. People around you will gradually forget your name, and traces of it in the world will fade away little by little, and eventually be completely annihilated, as if it never existed in this world. Others rely on brute force to fight against distortion, risking their lives for a chance of survival. Lin Mo relied on the meticulous thinking of archival science to dismantle the murder rules from every clue, and planned a counterattack within the gaps in the rules. He can dig out clues that others cannot see from dusty files; he can accurately solve dead situations that others cannot solve by relying on loopholes in the rules. From the ghosts in the midnight archives to the death letters in the old inn; from the millennium inheritance of the Jiuding in the pre-Qin Dynasty to the remains of the prehistoric civilization in the deep sea. The catastrophe of civilization that occurs every two thousand years is approaching, and the backends left by the previous generation of night watchmen are emerging one by one. Even if one day he will be completely forgotten by the world, he will still use himself as a nail to firmly anchor this crumbling world.