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The light of the star is distant and dim, the huge gaseous planet floats among the twinkling stars, and the majestic halo seems to be within reach. I fixed the mechanical exoskeleton to the shell of the colony. The number of the space colony - YG922 - was outlined in faded paint on the titanium alloy shell under my feet. In the vacuum of space, molten metal flows like syrup, and since there is no oxidation, welding becomes very easy. The antenna bracket damaged by micrometeors stands crookedly on the outer shell covered with cosmic dust, and is fixed by several bolts. As a space technician, it's my job to repair damaged external equipment. My right hand was amputated in an accident, and now the lost limb has been replaced by a mechanical prosthetic limb. Through the data cable connected to the prosthetic limb, I can connect the auxiliary computer of the mechanical exoskeleton with my own neural circuit.

White fog flows in the abyss, and gray cliffs extend infinitely. It is composed of immeasurable nanomaterials, but its existence can be traced back to the distant past a hundred thousand years ago. The occasional stone bridges and platforms between the cliffs make up the entire vertical transportation system, but these weathered ruins have not been used for a long time. A lone traveler walks on a stone bridge between cliffs. Her name is Jing. Judging from her appearance, she looks about fifteen years old. She wore a gray cloak and held a metal staff. On the top of the staff, two white cloth straps fluttered in the wind.

The cold wind blew through the gray wilderness, and the petrified trees were lifeless. The rustling sound of Geiger counters echoes in travelers' ears, and the risk of traveling deep into nuclear contamination zones has not diminished in the past hundred years. Looking up, the sky covered with radioactive dust is gray, and heavy metal clouds are drifting from the sky, bringing highly toxic rain to the desolate land... A century has passed, and nuclear winter is still continuing. A vague figure appeared in the wilderness. He was dressed like a traveler, carrying a large bag and moving forward resolutely. After checking the map, the traveler cast his gaze towards the abandoned city in the distance, and the sensors built into his eyes captured the energy response. There is a facility on the shore of the lake in the north. The facility is made of steel and various discarded building materials. It looks like it was built just after the war.

I stood in the dock, surrounded by an electromagnetic fence. Outside the fence, four bailiff robots wearing titanium alloy armor closely monitored my every move. Gray marble pillars surround the solemn courtroom, and the huge holographic image of the judge gives people an invisible sense of oppression. There was no audience, no jury, I was the only one in the huge courtroom. The huge pressure from the surrounding space kept coming towards me, making me feel dizzy. "This court announces," the judge said in a sonorous and powerful voice, "that the defendant Long Yi is found guilty of first-degree murder and sentenced to death. He will be executed immediately!" A buzzing sound exploded in my mind. Who did I kill? Why was I found guilty? I have absolutely no memory of this.