Urban Civilized Diagnosis and Treatment Records

My name is Zhou Xun, I am 32 years old, unemployed, and have advanced pancreatic cancer. There is an AI from an interstellar civilization living in my head. It calls me "host" and I call it "Qi Bo". Qi Bo said that my city is being eroded by a virus called "optimization". Shenpu Technology is the spreader of the virus, and the "Heart Sound" project is its heart - it collects human fear, anger, and despair through terminals disguised as advertising screens, and packages them and transports them to an "eye" deep in the universe. Qi Bo said that it can teach me "conditioning" - a technique that is completely opposite to "optimization". Not clearing, not harvesting, but repairing. But every adjustment shortened my lifespan. My pancreatic cancer doctor said I have six months to a year. Qi Bo said that the earth still has seven years. I don't know how long I can last. But before I fall, I will cut off the poisonous veins one by one. This is a silent interstellar invasion. No battleships, no lasers, no aliens landing. Intruders are taking over your world bit by bit through the advertising screen you pass by every day, the used bookstore downstairs that is about to be demolished, the AI ​​assistant on your phone that understands you better and better—through daily life itself. The first person to notice all this was an unemployed cancer patient.