Some people say that the world is sick and full of bad things that cannot be repaired. But in the handshake building on the lowest floor of Baishizhou in Longcheng, there lives a "Cyber Hua Tuo" in seclusion. His name is Li Haoran, a loser who can't even get a college diploma, and a down-and-out geek with a code fetish. When the cyberneon couldn't illuminate Bai Shizhou's shadow, he pushed up his tape-covered glasses, took a bite of pig's trotter rice, and pressed the enter key.
"Dad, you often say that the rules in this world are overwhelming." "But since these rules can't save you, then I will... Rewrite its underlying logic.
"This time, he's not trying to fix it, he's trying to reset it.
