I inherited the ancestral corpse-retrieving ship "The Rebirth" and made a living in the cyber sea where nuclear waste drifted. Every corpse picked up is embedded with a priceless consciousness chip, whose memory is read and sold to the rich as electronic pets. Until I salvaged the body of a chaebol daughter without a chip, her eyeballs projected a giant shadow from the deep sea on my palm. When the Brain Network was chasing the murderer, I disguised myself as a novice programmer and sneaked into the chaebol building. During the day, he was scolded by his supervisor, and at night he hacked into the mainframe to look up the secrets of the "Archon Project". When I finally identified the real murderer, a glass-shattering buzz came from the deep sea - the corpse of the chaebol that I had salvaged with my own hands was standing outside the window and smiling at me. "You woke me up," she said. "Now it's our turn to wake up the god under the sea."
