When the mechanical heart picked up from the garbage dump suddenly beat, Lin Sanxi realized how terrifying her grandmother's last words were, "The whole family is fake."
In this neon city of 2077, all poor people live on "human body loans". When the debt collection company's laser knife was placed on her neck, Sanxi accidentally activated the universal repair arm left by her grandmother - a golden right hand that could dismantle any cybernetic body, but could not dismantle three of her own freaks:
The vegetative brother who always talks to the air, the social-phobic sister with liquid metal flowing under her skin, and the square iron box in the refrigerator that claims to be a housekeeping AI but actually stores military codes.
"Today's task: Repair the drainage system of the slum (reward: unlock 1% of grandma's cloud diary)"
Sanxi grabbed the wrench and rushed into the acid rain. She didn't notice the data stream flashing through her brother's pupils behind her: "Sister, the debt collection supervisor you killed... Seems to be the AI puppet I hacked last week."
When the company's chaebol broke into the slums with the mechanical Buddha, Sanxi threw hot pot at the nano-suit: "Transform your mother! Hand over my WIFI password!" The holographic projection suddenly exploded, revealing the battle records of grandma when she was young - this old lady who grew vegetables on the balcony every day was actually the ghost leader of the "anti-AI revolution" thirty years ago.
Only then did they discover that the "electronic mourning hall" that provided online incense this month was actually connected to the quantum server that enveloped the entire city. The refrigerator AI's 101st restart prompt turned into a cold female voice: "A successor has been detected. Do you want to activate the 'Returner' protocol?"
