When the crescent birthmark on the back of her cloned daughter's neck oozed blood, Lin Xiaoman discovered that her DNA contained a shocking conspiracy - the first-generation chip of the Compassionate Project twenty years ago was transforming her into a perfect container of quantum consciousness.
When the court fiercely debates the right to life of human cloning, when a hundred thousand "selves" wake up from the cryochamber, and when the satellite array drags humans into the carnival of consciousness uploading, only the scar behind the ear that has the same origin as the daughter burns out the last glimmer of humanity in the vacuum of memory.
At this moment, in the spacecraft crashing towards the earth, her right eye was beating with mechanical blue light, and her left eye reflected her daughter's dissipated quantum pulse. In this war with maternal love as a weapon, the loser will be trapped in a prison of consciousness forever, while the winner may no longer be called "human".
Intention: When technology encodes human nature into a data stream, how can we prove that "I" is still "I"? In an era when consciousness can be copied, only maternal love that cannot be quantized has become the last biological key for mankind.