When the electronic wooden fish heralds the era of cyber transcendence——
We'll take care of your bucket list in the cloud.
My name is Lin Xiaoyu, a social worker who barely makes a living by repairing routers. It wasn't until I inherited my family's ancestral Chaodu Shop that I discovered that the underworld had already been digitized.
The ancestor said in a dream: "Daughter, our business needs to be upgraded - now all ghost obsessions are processed online."
My clients include but are not limited to:
A scholar in the Republic of China was required to recite the full text of "The Overbearing Ghost King Falls in Love with Me" before he would be reincarnated.
The lifelong wish of a Tang Dynasty craftsman: learn Python to rewrite the Naihe Bridge system
And the Internet celebrity ghost who was crazily begging for rewards in the haunted house live broadcast room. He cried: "The ghost's wish is to become a VR virtual idol!"
And my partner is even more outrageous - the poisonous AI "Xiao Yan" who calls himself the first generation of King of Hell.
Its daily tasks are: using big data to analyze the taste preferences of Meng Po soup, using holographic projection to fake dream scenes, and calmly complaining when I pretend to cry to the ghost: "My acting skills are exaggerated. It is recommended to download "The Actor's Self-cultivation. Apk""
Until one day, the system popped up an abnormal warning:
[Error No. 404: Memories are disappearing in batches]
Those precious memories carrying war, parting and regret are being quietly erased by some force. The mastermind behind the scenes actually claimed: "The elimination of pain is the ultimate mercy."
Now, my Cyber Hell partner and I face the ultimate mission:
Repairing the broken humanity on the other side of the digital world
Salvaging a warm soul from the flood of data
What we save is not ghosts,
It's when times rush forward,
The body temperature left in the gaps in the code.
