Global Freeze: Cyberpunk Grinds to a Halt, and I Stockpile Primitive Goods

[Cyberpunk + post-apocalyptic disasters + frenzied stockpiling + high-tech base + ruthless action]

In 2077, humanity entered the age of cybernetic ascension. Brain-computer interfaces, anti-gravity cars, and synthetic protein paste became the norm.

Everyone mocked Xiao Yi as a “primitive” who refused enhancements and did nothing but collect old gas-powered engines and paper books.

Then a super solar storm triggered a global EMP, destroying all technology! Right after that, a cold wave with temperatures plunging to absolute zero swept across the world!

Cyborgs became frozen tin cans, brain chips burned out in an instant, and anti-gravity cities came crashing down!

Only reborn Xiao Yi could smile as he guarded his “primitive warehouse.”

Neighbor: “Help! My electronic stomach is out of power, so I can’t digest synthetic food! Xiao Yi, give me a real steamed bun and I’ll give you tens of millions in virtual currency!”

Cool ex-girlfriend: “Xiao Yi, please open the door! My metal skin has frozen to my bones. Let me in to warm up. I’ll do anything!”

Titan Group manager: “How did our laser guns freeze and crack while his gunpowder-powered AK-47 can still fire?!”

Sitting in his fortress, kept at a constant 26 degrees, Xiao Yi ate steaming hot pot and gazed out at the lifeless steel jungle:

“In this age, the most advanced technology is often the first to die. Only the most primitive supplies are king!”

(The blurb doesn’t do it justice, so read the story and see how a primitive man beats high technology!)