Blood Rain Descends: I Can Read the Memories of All Things

The blood rain lasted three hours. In Laboratory B2, Chen Yan watched as a meteorite that had been sitting there for six years hatched a man-eating insect. He touched the colorful object in the insect's abdomen and awakened an innate ability: Retrospection. Anything touched by a living thing is remembered by inanimate objects. A swivel chair that had sat there for twenty years told him that the three-hundred-jin monster had surgery on its right knee twenty years ago. A polished door hinge told him that the knife behind the door had made the same three movements for thirty years. A short stick used to tap sheet metal told him that every day before calling it quits, the leader of the corpse horde would tap twice, turn around, and hand over the shift. Other people competed over talents, cores, and ring counts. Chen Yan just had to touch something. People can lie. Things can't.