1,700 Years later, the apocalypse collapsed, and the polar night and day continued to rotate forever. The Human Alliance began to look for the last way to preserve civilization.
The first generation of memory carriers, Wan Rixi No. 196 Dungeon, Fang Miankes Collection Box... Until the first human machine war broke out.
He didn't even have time to remember his lover.
"I am a human body mechanization researcher and a former native human healer in the medical department. You can call me... Defender."
"I would like to ask Cyborg No. 3786 Wei Fushu, what parts of your body are left that belong to the original human?"
Wei Fushu smiled as before: "Thoughts."
So my full-time researcher, will you be my lost memory?
"I will unconditionally obey the control of the Human Alliance. Everything belongs to human civilization and I will contribute everything. I will resolutely preserve my self-awareness, thinking and emotions, safeguard the safety of native humans, and will never share the benefits or even assimilate with the cold and formatted mechanical counterparts."
"The sworn person is Wei Fushu, Minister of Mechanization of the Central Military Region, and Liao Lingjue, a native human doctor from the Alliance Medical Department."
Intention: Confrontation between man and machine, collapse in the apocalypse