Ji Han: Calculation Record

When he woke up, Xia Kai was lying in a sea of ​​blood and corpses in the late Eastern Han Dynasty. The AI ​​​​with only 3% battery left in his phone became his only support. "It is recommended to abandon the dying and injured to maximize resource utilization efficiency." "Emotional catharsis is not conducive to survival. It is recommended to stop immediately." In this troubled world where people are like nothing, this cold AI that can only calculate the probability of survival is his compass and a mirror that reflects the decline of his humanity. In order to survive, he gnawed wheat cakes from the dead; in order to take root, he exchanged mugwort for Wei Mo's trust. He thought that if he learned the rules of this era, he would be able to survive. Until the smoke suddenly rose, the butcher's knife fell, and the familiar neighbors turned into corpses in a pool of blood. Only then did he understand that in troubled times, surviving alone was just a luxury. In the front, there are Xiliang cavalry trampling the mountains and rivers, and in the back, there is an encrypted map that leads to endless pursuit. And the power of the AI in his brain, just like the countdown of his life, is quietly heading towards zero... But when he picked up the black stone that resonated with AI from the ancient ruins, a completely different path unfolded in front of him. Is it to obey the rationality of AI and stay safe in troubled times? Or should we stick to the glimmer of humanity, lead the old, weak, women and children behind us, and leave an immortal fire for this Chinese civilization in desperate situations?