I woke up after sleeping for a hundred years. I became a low-level repairman in the interstellar city and had a 200-year mortgage. I thought life was miserable enough, until a series of strange cases broke out: musicians became deaf, painters lost their memory, and geniuses became useless overnight!
The police department was helpless and had no choice but to ask me, an "old antique", to come out. I could tell at a glance that their talent was either lost or stolen! All clues point to that top device that inspires inspiration—the "eureka moment."
When I sneaked into the virtual empire behind it, I discovered that it was not only about stealing talents, but also a shocking conspiracy to turn the consciousness of living people into fuel. Facing the pursuit of the group's armed forces and the mysterious AI, I raised the wrench and smiled: "The wind is blowing? It seems it's time to bankrupt some people who don't understand current affairs!"
