My name is Song Zhengqi, a code-writing migrant worker whose job was stolen by AI.
That night, I thought I picked up a meteorite that would make me rich, but it turned out that a monkey came out.
The monkey said that he was the Monkey King and that the world was going to end.
I smiled: "Great Sage, would you like to check your bank card balance first before talking about saving the world?"
Until he took out his golden cudgel and shattered my world view with one blow.
Now, this monkey lives above my head, and I have become his "human navigation".
He said: "Boy, follow me, Old Sun, to slay the demons."
I looked at the keyboard in my hand and then at his stick.
"... Great Sage, I can just be a pendant, really."
