Algorithms Become Gods

Becoming an immortal is the most expensive commodity in this era. Xu Chen never thought about becoming an immortal. He just wants to live. Every time he took a breath, the second-hand prosthesis in his lungs would make a clicking sound, like an old engine that could fall apart at any time. The garbage mountain outside the city is his hunting ground. The mud under his feet is mixed with engine oil and acid rain. The neon giant screen in the distance plays the latest "Buddha Type I" combat prosthetic advertisement in a loop - a real person in the tribulation period with a flying sword and a solemn appearance. That world has nothing to do with him. Until that day, a line of blood-red code suddenly lit up in his mind: [Recyclable vulnerability detected]. This is not Goldfinger. This is a key. A key that can tamper with the rules of heaven. Change life span into anger value. Graft thunder tribulation to your opponent. A set of cheap "Spirit Enlightenment Techniques" under his hands completely drained the energy of a military-grade prosthetic body. This rotten world showed its cracks in front of him for the first time. Su Yuexi is the company's most perfect masterpiece, a completely transformed "tool". She was supposed to kill him, but in the three seconds when he forcibly closed the pain restriction in her brain, she tasted "freedom" for the first time. From then on, she began to secretly scratch herself, just to make sure she could still feel pain. Two broken souls met in this wasteland ruled by data. When Xu Chen finally raised his head and looked through the neon lights, through the algorithms, and through the heavenly system on which this civilization depends, he saw the truth: The so-called ascension is just a harvest. Become an immortal? No. He's going to destroy this heaven