Lin Mo, 24 years old, is a food delivery rider.
One early morning, he was lying on a park bench and didn't want to live anymore. An idea came to his mind - let's drop one hundred thousand dollars from the sky.
Really dropped.
The price is loss of both taste and smell.
Something called the "Brain Come True System" bound him. Whatever comes to mind. But every time your imagination comes true, your body pays the price. The higher the level, the more severe the price. Level E is loss of consciousness, level D is loss of senses, level C is loss of memory, level B is loss of visceral function, and level A is semi-permanent damage.
He thought he had picked up a cheat.
Until a man with yellow amber eyes appeared in front of him and said:
"It's eating you."
The system is not a tool. The system is a parasite. It's eating the host's vitality, memory, and personality - eating one to replace it with the next. The previous host was eaten for three years, leaving only fragments of his name and a black cat.
Lin Mo has two paths:
It slowly eats it up.
Or - bite back at the moment when it's fullest.
The seventy-two-hour novice period has expired. The chance is gone.
But he discovered that there was another person living in the system.
Fang Yuan Mountain. Creator of the system. He split his consciousness into seven parts and hid them in the underlying code of the system, waiting for someone to wake them up.
Qifen is awake now. The system is shaking.
On the screen of Lin Mo's mobile phone, a line of words that did not belong to the system appeared——
"Lin Mo. Do you want to see her?"
The system didn't ask. It wasn't Qizi who asked. It's - something that even the system can't detect.
It's looking for the eighth.
