[Urban Superpowers + Rise from the Ashes + Sci-Fi Mystery + Urban Power Struggles + Urban Growth + Scientific Theory] Here’s the bottom line: a miracle drug made me a god, and turned me into a CPU on the verge of burning out. One pill called NO.1 made my world completely surreal. Loan sharks came after me, threatening to chop off my hand. I swallowed a pill and calculated every move at the gambling table with pinpoint accuracy, making a fortune overnight. But when I went to pay them back, my brain automatically generated 17 ways to make them “disappear legally.” I broke out in a cold sweat.
Loan shark boss: (trembling) “Boss, forget the money! Please, have mercy!”
My ex-girlfriend Su Qing said I was hopeless and dumped me. I swallowed a pill and founded an AI company in three days, becoming a multimillionaire. When she came back begging to get back together, my brain automatically generated a report: [Probability of reconciliation in this situation: 98.7%. Estimated return on emotional investment: -13.4%.]
Me: (thinking) Wait, why is my CPU overheating all by itself?! Help! How do I get my feelings back? Anyone there? This is urgent! I’m afraid if I keep taking these pills, I’ll really become an emotionless AI!
