Quantum Flesh: the Deserted Island of Creation of the Mechanical Oracle

When the human body became the last unhacked operating system, that night the storm tore apart the yacht, and three young bodies were vomited on a desert island that violated the laws of physics. The rain here comes from the opposite direction Long, the moonlight has its own radiation value, and the high tide line is engulfing the coast at the speed of human wounds scabbing. Tong Honghong: A precision instrument created by a medical family. The seven silver rings on the ear bones are her pain meter, the shark bone hairpin can dismantle the core of lightning, and the rose tattoo under the white shirt will stretch out metal blood vessels on a moonlit night. She converted a satellite phone into a torture device and used a scalpel to write the "Survival Algorithm" on her companion's skin: "If the sound pressure exceeds 40 decibels, the power will be cut off immediately" and "The ratio of blood oozing from the wound to coconut water replacement is 1:7.3." Su Shasha: A biochemical weapon that can distort the magnetic field through coquetry frequency. The cherry blossom hair rope is an antimatter portal, the mint green nails store moonlight from 1912, and the knee wound oozes liquid time instead of blood. When she tiptoes for a kiss, the coral reef 300 meters away will give birth to love letter fossils. Every love word is a rebellion against Tongtong's rules of survival. The island is alive. The black boxes of all the air crashes of the 20th century are soaked in the fluorescent swamp. When the tide goes out, the sand grains automatically arrange themselves into Klein bottles. What falls in the heavy rain is not raindrops but compressed packets. After decompression, there are 4K images of the funerals of three people in their previous lives. What's even more deadly is the island's parasitic program: Tong Honghong's uterus is hatching a swarm of mechanical jellyfish, Su Shasha's bone marrow secretes nanoscale shipyard blueprints, and Fucheng's irises become a live broadcast window for quantum entanglement, playing in real time 108 ways they can kill each other in parallel time and space.