A bowl of sweet potato porridge fed the entire AI in Qingshi Town.
Lin Wan thought that she would only be able to eat cold steamed buns under the bridge for the rest of her life, until she met three "madmen":
Xia Qiang, who was guarding a broken computer and talking about codes, Zhao Xiaopang, who stayed up late until he was jealous, and Wang Lei, who ran around the town carrying waste paper boxes.
They said that they want to build an AI called "Weedao" that can understand the dialect of the elderly, identify rice leaf lesions, translate earth recipes, and even remember how sweet sweet potato porridge is.
No money? Pick up scraps in exchange for a ten-yuan deposit.
Being called a liar? Let the fruits of fruit trees speak for themselves.
The server burned down? The bridge hole is their computer room.
Lin Wan doesn't understand code, but she understands people's hearts.
She fed the local accent, proverbs, and grandma's cough to this stubborn "weed."
This is not a story about a genius saving the world;
Rather, they are a group of teenagers who are regarded as "waste",
Use the stupidest gentleness to let technology take root.
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No CP | Passionate group portrait | Local science fiction | Farming-style AI entrepreneurship
Female protagonist's perspective｜Technology has warmth｜Idealism never goes out
Mission: Idealism never goes out
