With a contract, I moved into the holy place that all anchors dream of - Graceland Apartment.
It is said that this place has its own traffic algorithm and is the cradle of the birth of Internet celebrities.
The smart butler "Ya Yuan Butler" is attentive to every detail, automatically helping me edit videos and recommend traffic, and my number of fans skyrocketed overnight.
But soon, strange things happened one after another:
- I always see a flash of a woman's face in the mirror;
- A top roommate suddenly started bleeding from all her orifices during the live broadcast. Before the ambulance arrived, she was "resurrected with full blood" and asked me with a smile: "How was the effect of the show just now?"
- My live broadcast room started to open automatically, and the "me" on the screen smiled more perfectly than in person...
I tried to escape, only to find that all exits were blocked by the system in the name of "for your own good".
The smart butler gently reminds: "Your digital avatar synchronization progress: 15%..."
Until I saw rows of nutrition pods in the basement, filled with human bodies that were exactly the same as my roommate's…
Only then did I realize that Graceland is not a star-making factory.
It is a feedlot.
And our faces, lives, and traffic are all nutrients that are clearly priced.
Now, my optimization progress has reached 65%.
I must uncover the ultimate secret of this perfect cage before I am completely "replaced"...**
