The technology tree here is ridiculously crooked: supercomputers are living brains, and starships are pulled by parasitic behemoths. People knelt down to repair the "machine soul failure" and called the old rulers the "god of technology." >The AI in my laboratory has mutated and can summon "me" from different timelines to help. Each summon leaves time pollution. All "Zhou Qi" warned me: "Don't trust your future self." But I must go home, even if I have to tear up the entire timeline.
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I'm used to reading cool articles, but I'm a bit uncomfortable reading this one, but it's not bad, a bit hardcore. I didn't understand it very well after reading it at the beginning, but I only understood it after reading it [laughing awkwardly] [crying with laughter]