After I Was Determined to Be a High-Risk Employee by AI

In 2035, when efficiency is paramount, the AI ​​system labeled engineer Chen Mo: 78% replaceable, emotionally redundant, and suggested optimization. In order not to be "eliminated", he deleted all the "useless" tenderness in the code, until his mother sent him a hand-knitted sweater - the stitching was crooked, but it was so warm that it made him cry. A group of ordinary people who did not want to be defined by algorithms used the most primitive methods - handwritten code, word of mouth, and mutual trust - to launch a silent resistance. This is not a war between humans and AI, but a gentle defense of "what makes humans human." When the world requires you to be as perfect as API, daring to be imperfect is the bravest rebellion. Want to know how they accomplished their redemption?