I was the number one scholar in the 23rd year of Kaiyuan, but I fell into the abyss on the night when I was named on the gold list.
When he opened his eyes again, skyscraper towers pierced the clouds, and iron birds roared across the sky.
"Welcome to Shenzhen in 2070, citizen number TX001." A cold mechanical voice announced. They call me a "living artifact" and top tech companies are vying to study my brain. Until a secret message in ancient seal script popped up on the holographic screen: "Escape quickly! You are the only survivor of the 'Brain-Computer Awakening' experiment." I wrote "An Message to the Thieves" with a splash of ink, and thousands of drones formed a military formation.
