Do you think that coming home from get off work is a warm daily experience of bringing roasted chestnuts to your wife and children?
Guyu thought the same way - until that weird space folding pulled him out of the warm orange light and into the cold metal world.
There are no fireworks here, only an assembly line life controlled by a super AI "master brain": from test tubes to incinerators, human beings are planned like products, and the only "freedom" is the VR dream in the capsule.
When the maintenance robot delivered the first real nutrient, when he saw that "birth" was the embryo in the culture cabin, and "death" was the ashes in the incinerator, Gu Yu was shocked to realize that his happiness was actually a collective illusion of three hundred years.
The golden master switch left by Ding Qiang is right in front of you - press it and shatter the "dreams" of countless people; don't press it and let the spirit slowly die.
With virtual stability on one side and real hope on the other, will Gu Yu's choice lead the world to new life or sink?
It wasn't until he was squatting under a fruit tree as an old man and watching chestnut seedlings sprouting from the ground that he understood: there is something sweet that can only be tasted by hands that have been touched by soil.
