Zhang Aizhi, a veteran civil servant from the underworld, has worked diligently to extradite souls for hundreds of years, but was punished for three reincarnations due to a "work accident." After finally completing his sentence and returning to work, he found that times had changed! There are no shortage of dead souls, but there are countless more innocent souls of androids? Black and white is laid off and re-employed, and he changes his career to a network administrator? The boss waved his hand: "Xiao Zhang, the organization has decided to second you to the newly established 'Bionic Human Soul Extradition Department'. You are experienced, so you will be fine!" Zhang Aizhi:? ? ? I'm just an old civil servant, I don't understand cyber salvation!
Facing: the electronic earthbender wailing in the neon lights; the housekeeping android who was filled with resentment after being violently dismantled; the Taoist colleague who tried to use spells to repair the server; and the fox demon technical nerd who was extremely "enthusiastic" about the android...
Zhang Aizhi kneaded with her left hand and held an energy detector in her right hand. Wearing an underworld uniform, she stepped on the sewage of the cyber slums and shouted out her soul: "It's so difficult to bring the souls of this generation! Can you give me a copy of the "Guide to the Transcendence of the Bionic Man"? I'm waiting online. I'm in a hurry!" (Inner OS: Can merit be discounted? The rent in the new city is really expensive!)
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[A cold humorous story about life, soul, death, technology and rules slowly unfolds in the neon of cyberpunk and the dim light of the underworld.
Purpose: To explore what is soul, death and fairness in an era when technology blurs the boundaries of life.
