——"Why does the thing that created us now destroy us?" The gods who created us are arrogant, and they never give us the favor we deserve. "This sentence comes from a fire thief. They have never given up their conceit and stupidity. Their fake neon lights have narrowed the streets, and the smoke of revolution will interrupt the rise of the next round of artificial sun." Shen Qun's left index finger caressed the knuckles, and the "Zhen Ting" that had not yet been sheathed jangled in the sudden fall of the artificial rain, cutting the slender rain strands. He raised his eyebrows at others proudly, and his tone became brisk. "Those twelve dogs were stupid in various ways, but the thirteenth dog owner was the most charming and charming." Shen Qun raised his head and saw Fang Chizhan walking away. In the distance, meteors trailed long trails into distant mountains. "A few meteors is always the best, so that the truth under Skynet can be considered clear."
Cyberpunk worldview
Two protagonists, I want to write slowly
Intent: Cyberpunk human nature choices