Rent a House Around the World, AI Comes to Collect Rent

You think you are alive, but in fact you are just performing a task. Every day when I open my eyes, a light blue panel floats in the upper left corner of my field of vision - get up at 06:30, wash up at 06:35, eat at 06:50... The instructions are arranged neatly, and only when they are all checked, the "sleep" at 23:30 will light up. Stayed awake for overtime? The butler will come to your door and give you a "reshape" - erase your memory, reset it to a blank sheet of paper, and continue to perform the same task tomorrow. This is "renting". The last prison on earth is also the only "home" for mankind. On the first of every month, AI comes to collect rent. No money, just thirty days of your memory. Every winter, water and electricity bills are paid. Four hundred milliliters of blood for adults, half that for children. When the needle sticks into a blood vessel, you can feel something being drawn away—not blood, but yourself. My name is Lu Ming, a Class D tenant and a plumber. For twenty-five years I went to work on the panel every day and never once thought there was anything wrong with it all. Until that day, I drilled into the third floor underground to repair pipes. I was being watched - there was a secret from three hundred years ago hidden in the underlying code of this world. And those landlords that I thought were "gods" were actually a group of abandoned children. Now, they're back. And I, a plumber, decided to overturn this card table that was rented by three million people.