2079: I Lie Flat, and the Campus Beauty Pays Me to Date Her

It felt as if his soul had been forcibly torn apart, then crudely stitched back together.

In 2079, inside a freezing execution chamber, a metal syringe pierced his neck.

His name was Li Ming, the world’s leading AI ethics researcher. After trespassing into the forbidden territory of “time-space technology,” he had been designated a target for elimination.

In the final second before his consciousness faded, his dying AI assistant, “Echo,” activated a mutual-destruction protocol.

[Consciousness beacon reversal... Target time anchor: 2075...]

The dorm room reeked of cheap air freshener mixed with instant noodles.

Li Ming’s eyes flew open.

Before him were a mottled ceiling and the underside of an upper bunk plastered with an outdated poster of a female celebrity.