Air costs money, life is rented, and debts can be inherited.
Chen Mo was so poor that he had to save his breath. When he woke up, not only was he saddled with a debt of 120,000 yuan left by his mother, but he also picked up a useless AI that had been sleeping for 116 years.
Other people's AI: Dominate the universe, defeat villains, and take hosts away.
His AI: "I... Came... To... Fix... East... West..."
So this guy started to falsify his accounts, change air quotas, close advertisements, and turn Tonglian's recycling team into a pile of scrap metal.
Because when Chen Mo looked at the prosthetic body, what he saw was not the machine, but the form of death.
"Don't be afraid, I'll help you fix it."
Repair half of it and scrap half of it.
Until the deepest part of the waste sea, an identical voice came:
"I... Am also here to fix things."
