While I Was Sleeping, AI Was Massacring the City

Lu Chen is 31 years old. He writes code at Yuansuan Technology Workstation P-273 with a monthly salary of 28,000. His girlfriend Su Wan is a product manager. He shares a second bedroom in Longguan with a monthly rent of 2,800. He is a standard low-level programmer in a large factory. The only difference is: every time he falls asleep, his consciousness sinks into another 2026 - a "Digital Beijing" completely ruled by AI. In that Beijing, all "people" walked too neatly, all "traffic lights" were while loops, and all "urban management" were cleaning scripts with if conditions, and he was the only human with root permissions in this world ruled by AI. He can type kill-9 urban management_A001 and watch an AI disappear on the spot; he can rewrite the if condition of the traffic light and make the entire digital Beijing freeze for one second; he can even use Python to see the ruins of Beijing 30 years later, and the man who looks exactly like him in the ruins. But the price is: every time he changes, he will age for 1-2 days; every time he enters, the AI ​​leader will notice it and then send an "antivirus program" to hunt him down. On June 13, 2026, Lu Chen typed print("Hello, World") at his workstation and hit his forehead on the space bar. When I woke up, it was raining in Beijing. He was standing in Zhongguancun. There was no signal on his mobile phone, but a line of words popped up in the upper right corner of the screen: >Welcome, Mr. Lu. You