Lin Mo doesn't need the Great Sage Equal to Heaven. She just needs top-tier computing power that can run her algorithms and clear her name from the credit blacklist.
The “monkey” before her, stripped of its spine and fitted with an alloy frame, its eyes sealed shut with titanium alloy, is nothing more than a failing hard drive about to be scrapped, or a pile of junk metal worth two bowls of fish-ball noodles.
But when she plugs her cold mechanical hand into the data port at the back of the Great Sage's neck, trying to force him to become her personal CPU, an apocalyptic weapon dormant for ten thousand years opens its crimson eyes.
“In this age, only capitalists are allowed to talk about ideals. And right now, you're just my CPU.”
“Old Sun's brain is for the Seventy-Two Transformations, not for running your temperature controls!”
When a cyber-hacker willing to do anything to survive collides with a fallen myth remade by the brutality of technology, a chaotic, no-holds-barred journey of “cultivation (computer repair)” begins, with the two constantly testing the limits between life and death.
