The-Silica-Debt
The Silica Debt ACT I The rain in Neo-Shanghai didn't wash anything clean. It just made the grime slicker. Jack Mercer stood under the neon awning of a noodle bar in Sector 4, watching the acid drizzle pool around the heels of his boots. His left arm—the军用级义体 OmniTech had installed after he lost the original to a cave-in on Titan—twitched at the edges. A known defect. A reminder. The job offer...
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