Critical Killing Line

In the New Federation, your fate is determined by one number - the "critical score." Any less than that and you lose everything. Lin Mo's parents were swallowed up by this "critical system". My father went bankrupt due to the adjustment of medical weights, and my mother encountered an "accident" during the process of appeal. Orphaned at the age of twelve, he spent fifteen years doing one thing: dissecting every line of code in this perfect system and looking for its cracks. He discovered that the system was not cold and heartless. Under the guise of "optimizing social efficiency", it is growing greedily. And one of its designers, technology czar Marcus, has turned from gardener to beast tamer, feeding the beast. Lin Mo, a street boy, has no power and only a brain that has been tempered by suffering and is extremely sophisticated. He will serve as bait to step into the bloodiest chess game in the capital: cooperating with the idealistic Congressman Elvira and playing against the scheming Marcus. His weapons are not guns, but loopholes in the rules themselves. His battlefield is not in the streets, but in the shadows of data streams and the spotlight of hearings. It's a battle of wits between one man and the system. When everyone is struggling with the score, he will press the emergency brake for the city. ——"The system is alive, but it doesn't understand love. So there must be love in the password."