Nine Days Of Eternity When The National Day Holiday Becomes The End Of Memory

[Hard Science Fiction] [Group Portraits] [No Goldfinger] [Infinite Streaming] [Suspense]
[Death is not the end, oblivion is. But when my memory is tampered with, I can't even be sure of my death. 】
I am dead.
To be precise, I watched my head fall into a pool of blood with my own eyes, and the blood spurted from the carotid artery dyed the ground red.
But the next second, I woke up again.
There is my wife's diary on the bedside table, but when I opened it, it was my own handwriting
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The whole world is Truman's cage, and someone finally saw through the cycle.
Consciousness uploading, cloning technology, collective consciousness experiment.
When reality becomes an editable program, when memory becomes tamperable data.
In this "war" with no victory in sight, does humanity still have a chance?
Lin Zechuan: "We plant roses in the cracks of time and use the memory rings to calculate the flowering period of revolution. Tiangong, can you trap us? It is not your turn to define human civilization!"