The deserted crossroads, the broken wilderness, the sunset in the north,
The tower of absolute rationality and the unpredictable human heart,
You know, the truth is often hidden,
The most easily overlooked place...
In an ideal city where everything can come true, the so-called doomsday is nothing but fear from the heart.
In other words,
Facing unknown variables——
Does reality and existence really matter?
(Short story, science fiction plot.)
Intention: Questions I want to think about: Will future technology lead to the establishment of the "Swamp Man Theory" paradox? Will AI with all the memories of an individual still be the same person as before? Can the AI simulated world exist independently? Can human love and dreams be copied and run by code...