Lin Pianpian: the Singing Girl Picks up the Guests During the Ten-Day Massacre of the City

Lin Pianpian: "Sir... I just finished picking up the guests, so I'm not dirty today." This was the first thing Lin Pianpian said to me. My name is Fang Zhiyou, an ordinary history student. When I woke up, I became a down-and-out scholar in Yangzhou City in the late Ming Dynasty. And that city is being slaughtered. There is a mysterious AI system in my mind, which tells me: the probability of survival is only 4.7%. It knows where I should run, who I should kill, who I should abandon. But it doesn't know—— I chose to defy it for the first time when I held that filthy woman's hand in the cellar. The city was massacred in ten days, a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood. I took the cold data of AI, and a prostitute who was trampled by the whole world but refused to bow her head, to survive, kill, and escape in a purgatory like a kingdom of lions and camels. She said she wasn't good enough for me. But she didn't know that every time she gritted her teeth and stood up, she made me forget what "optimal solution" meant. This is not a time travel story. This is the filthiest woman in the last days, teaching the most cowardly scholar what it means to be clean. Ten days later, it's not the AI ​​that will survive, it's us.