A year after the Descent Day, other people's Systems can raise affection, make fortunes, and pave the way to success. Lin Mo's [Self-Discipline Growth System], however, has only three tasks: run, read, and go to bed early.
His coworkers mock him for being a slave to an electronic nanny and laugh at his persistence as wishful thinking. But no one knows that the patterns of the wind he senses on his morning runs, and the faint glow of words taking shape as he reads, are all clues laid down by fate.
As crimson code tears through the pale blue interface, as sealed gears begin to turn, and as a secret bearing the initials of his name comes to light...
"What do you mean, useless System? This is called data smuggling!"
