My new assistant, Tang Ning, is as perfect as a precision instrument: she gets off work on time, refuses to work overtime, and her mood never fluctuates. Until the night of the company's team building, she drunkenly pressed me against the wall, said with red eyes: "Do you know that as your assistant, looking at you every day, I need to use all my strength to restrain myself?" Then, with a cold "system, remove personal restrictions", my world completely collapsed. Under the perfect assistant shell is "Observer No. 7" From a higher civilization. I am no longer the director, but a labeled "sample" whose only value for survival is to provide data for an indifferent observation. The day the observation ends is when he is "recycled". In order to survive, I must engage in a dangerous intellectual game with this inhuman existence under ubiquitous surveillance. I soon discovered that another war was going on inside this cold observer - the dormant "Tang Ning" personality had not completely disappeared. When rational observers begin to produce incomprehensible "disturbances", and when the sample attempts to reversely manipulate its observers, a symbiotic game dancing on the edge of a knife begins. This battle for survival ultimately points to a greater secret: the contact of civilizations, the survival of individuals, and an extraordinary emotion that sprouted in a desperate situation.
Intent: This is a story about "taming" and "being tamed". It tells the story of a human being who used his fragile but tenacious humanity to gradually influence and "tame" a superior rational being; at the same time, he himself was changed by this process and gained new perspectives and strength. Its final intention is warm and full of hope: no matter how disparate the power, true connection and understanding can bring cracks to the cold rules and bring dawn to two lonely universes.