Chapter One: Free Mint

If he missed Monday's payment, the court would freeze his wages. Old Zhou had already opened an app called Remnant for him. It named no company and displayed no terms, only one sentence: ALL THAT IS FORGOTTEN AWAITS A CLAIM. Lin backed out before authorizing his wallet. “I've got twelve yuan and sixty cents. If the relic wants to claim me, it can try.” At four that afternoon, three heavy shocks rolled through the utility tunnel. An emergency order followed: abnormal pressure at the old Pier Seven pumping station, possible main rupture. Obsidian Capital had sealed the district, and the repair crew could enter only through the western shaft.