Panic

Before my father died, he only gave me a blood-stained chip. Six months later, my lover became a vegetative state in order to protect me. In his cold personal server, I found the only folder named after me, which recorded his clumsy love and his last words: "Xinxin, go forward and don't look back." I thought I would spend the rest of my life in revenge and protection, until the "observer" of a higher civilization came and coldly pronounced the verdict: Earth's civilization has failed in its evaluation and is about to be formatted. When the whole world fell into despair, I held the chip and the data left by my lover tightly. They thought they were judging ants, but they didn't know that behind me stood the heroic souls of the entire civilization, and a man who was burned out for me and was returning from hell. This time, we use love as a weapon to reveal human answers to God.