Chapter Three: The Deleted Thirteen Minutes

“You think memory equals justice? Linlan once had three hundred thousand people remember a massacre that never happened. That day, memory nearly consumed reality.” “So you decide truth for everyone?” “We decide what the city can survive.” He vanished, leaving a thin black card. Chenzhou picked it up and saw Xingyao standing before a vast underground archive, pressing the core into her palm. “Brother, if you see this, they're using order to defend deletion again. Don't rush to trust me. Find three old anchor objects. Make the facts prove one another.” Three coordinates followed. The first was Nine Bends market. By dawn, Cloudrest's accounts were frozen and all seventeen contracts suspended. Qiao Mi's broadcast commanded the city's attention.