You grew up in Area Z, the most fringe area of the alliance. This is a huge honeycomb built of reinforced concrete. Absolute order and stability are the only axioms.
The new generation of Z-class citizens has no name. Your number is 90888. You are a student who is about to graduate from school. Based on your overall performance in school, if nothing unexpected happens, you will be assigned to engage in labor activities. The junior miner in the Blackwater Mine is a good choice.
Your biological mother, Ms. Luo Jie, unfortunately passed away on the 5th of last month. You didn't feel much when you learned the news. In fact, she was deprived of her right to educate ten years ago because she violated the Z-class public law. You are a child who grew up in a hive, so you have no legal relationship.
But on the 5th of last month, a letter from Ms. Luo Jie appeared under the pillow in your room, and it said - From Luo Xi.
Concept: Dystopian fantasy