I huddled in the scooter and rushed into the passage known as the "wonderful slide". The slide ended, and I finally set foot on the land of Wancheng Star.
When I was at the Technology Therapy Center, I met the boss of Baby Fat, one of the managers of the center. This mountain of fat meat had just finished eating and vomiting again. He proudly claims that his vomit is enough to feed a garbage star. For eternal life and power, he sacrificed all his wealth and accepted brain-machine tampering.
Forced into the system, his fat, giant face occupied my entire consciousness. "Welcome aboard," he said with a smile, "Now, let's create a better future together."
Purpose: Is alienation of capital an unattainable future?