I Make a Lot of Money by Purchasing Goods from the Mortal World and Selling Them in the Fairy World.

Lu Qingfeng, the first-generation AI code farmer, is middle-aged, unemployed, lovelorn, and critically ill. He suffers from terminal heart failure and has no money to treat. He is so miserable that he can only accept the AI ​​medical warehouse experiment and lie down while frozen. . . As a result, after being frozen for 50 years, I woke up stupid: It's the end of the world! Genetic experiments in Europe and the United States collapsed, and zombies gnawed all over the earth. The Fuxi AI he personally built became the last backer of mankind, but it was tampered with by the insider to rebel! Others relied on AI to survive, but Lu Qingfeng smiled: Fuxi wrote it! The first-generation code is in my mind. How can you survive in the apocalypse any better than the social beast bosses of 50 years ago? It's just a bit sad: he is actually an out-of-print adapter, and the villain wants to capture him and sacrifice him into a zombie mother? Well. . . If you couldn't kill me back then, let me become a god in the last days!