Digital Abyss Lu Yuefeng stared at the code on the screen, his fingertips hovering over the keyboard for three seconds. Tsk, it's stuck again. He leaned back and the gaming chair squeaked. Outside the window was Jiangcheng at three in the morning, with neon lights dyeing the sky a turbid orange-red. He rubbed his eyes. For the seventh time, there were dense lines of code on the screen. That damn bug just couldn't be caught. The phone vibrated. It was a WeChat message from a stranger whose avatar was in pure black with a white question mark in the middle. Lu Yuefeng, do you want to see your mother? He was stunned for a moment. His mother died of liver cancer three years ago. Who? He replied with one word. There was no nonsense on the other side, they just sent me a link. The title of the link reads: Consciousness Restoration Digital Immortality Plan, Invitation Letter for Internal Beta.
