On the Edge of Pure

With a whoosh, the empty medicine bottles piled on his desk were knocked over by his waving hand, scattered everywhere.,The residential buildings in the alleyway turned on their lights one by one, and high-rise buildings flickered to life in the darkness.,Lu Buwei put on the virtual helmet, plugged the wires into the socket by his bed, and adjusted it slightly so that the neural hub fit snugly against his temple. He lay flat on the iron bed in his dormitory.。