In 2080, when AI literature ruled the world with perfect algorithms, a young man drew ink on paper with a pen, but it became the biggest "loophole" in the entire system.
AI can generate tens of millions of plots, but it cannot write a single heartbeat. Lin Mo's handwritten manuscripts are circulated on the dark web and are called "ink ghosts" - every word carries body temperature, and every blank paragraph hides breath.
The three giants signed the "Pure Creation Agreement" and vowed to eliminate all "non-standardized texts". So, a hunt begins: the pursuer is the most advanced algorithm, but the weapon is just the most primitive pen and ink.
This is the last story uprising of mankind - when AI can imitate everything, only those imperfect real emotions with tear stains and smile lines are the ultimate password that algorithms can never copy.
