Watcher of the Marrow Sea

The world is a sleeping giant. Our civilization is built on His skin. They call me "the fat listener." My job is to kneel on the ice of time and listen to the sound of giants sweating. Finance is His blood. Agriculture is His corrupt stomach. The information network is His overloaded nerves. And I am just an insignificant salt crystal that records the medical history of this giant body. Now, blood clots block the lifeblood of the world, poisonous fog rises from the festering ocean, and the carnival of nerves is devouring reality. The giants representing various "organs" quarrel in the Salt Crystal Council, and the life of civilization hangs on a thread. They were forced to use me, the forbidden ear. And what I heard was not just the dying groans of the giant. Under the regular "ticking" sound, there is also a cold and regular... "Other" heartbeat from outside the starry sky. This book attempts to construct a cognitive model of "the world, the earth, the human body," and treats civilization subsystems such as finance, agriculture, environmental protection, and information technology as a giant physiological and pathological phenomenon. The core suspense of the story is not a simple battle of life and death, but whether we can understand the "moan" of our own civilization and learn how to be a body's "conscious nerve" before it is too late. This is an allegorical social science fiction with a style as cold as a knife and extremely high ideological density. It is not a fast-paced "cool article", but an immersive diagnosis of the diseases of civilization. If you long for a story that is worth pondering and has endless aftertaste, welcome to this majestic body that is undergoing metabolization. Wise salt crystals gather here.