The green and tender lotus root grows in the rotten mire, and the beautiful star flower blooms in the decayed and withered place.
In this sad world where technology is completely crazy, under the flashing colorful neon lights, between the cold and biting giant screen projections, the sharp blade of shattering darkness appears from the endless numbers.
Chip prosthetics, biotechnology, genetic engineering and artificial intelligence, this is an immortal poem in which Ling Yi leads the people to overthrow the old order.
