Neon is like a waterfall, and the prosthetic body is flashing. In this cyber city controlled by the giant company "Haotian", cultivation is an ancient taboo that has long been strictly forbidden and forgotten.
Ling, a genius hacker struggling to survive in the rust belt, only wants to earn enough life-saving "health subscription fees" for his sister. A life-threatening excavation of a ruins accidentally triggered a mysterious AI from before the end of civilization.
It calls itself [Pangu], and the first thing it says is: "I am a fool with low qualifications, but I barely meet the standard. The "Chaos Open Source Cultivation Agreement" has been bound, please quickly recharge your computing power... Or merit?" "The pile of scrap copper and iron opposite is also worthy of being called a prosthetic body? I will teach you what it means to 'refining weapons in the void and casting shapes with spiritual consciousness'!"
Others' golden fingers are cold systems, but his plug-in is a venomous, mean artificial intelligence ancestor who always encourages him to "make money"! From then on, Ling was forced to embark on a strange path of cyber cultivation - tempering his body with garbage data streams, testing his inner demons in firewall loopholes, using codes to compile flying swords, and hacking into the bank system... Well, it was to absorb the spiritual energy of the "spiritual stone"!
He originally thought this was just a cunning operation to make money to save his sister, but he didn't know that every time he ran Zhou Tian, he was shaking the foundation of corporate monopoly; the AI blabber in his mind was actually the only fire of consciousness that survived the "Great Annihilation" in the previous era...
When the company's mechanical "celestial soldiers" surged in like a tide, and when the cyberspace sky dropped the ultimate killer weapon called "Hongmeng", Ling held the invisible sword tempered by data, raised his head and sneered: "They use technology to make gods, and I... Will open the sky with Tao!"
