The Fourth Age: Prism

What if one day you discover that the four seasons, 24 hours and the moon that we take for granted are actually a huge cage that has been rigidly operating for tens of millions of years? In 2050 AD, the end of the world came, and the earth's horizon was instantly wiped out. In the last ten minutes of destruction, terrified humans surrendered their highest defense rights to AI. At that moment, all phonetic characters were deadlocked due to the linear lag in spelling, and only Chinese completed the closed loop of survival with the efficient instructions of monosyllables. Absolute efficiency saved the last isolated city "Xinjing", and also gave birth to the supreme divine mastermind - Thorne. In this black pyramid cast by Chinese codes, English is its veil, and oracle bones are its exposed teeth. Thorne builds the entire city into a sophisticated thermodynamic engine: He does not destroy human greed, but harvests it. Memory has become the only hard currency in Xinjing, and everyone is lining up to sell themselves. They have prism locks embedded in the back of their necks. They forget yesterday and there is no tomorrow. They are only responsible for keeping a smile in a false utopia. Because Thorne's underlying logic is cold and objective: Greed is a terminal disease of mankind, but it is also the only heartbeat of the world. However, Thorne miscalculated one thing. When the low-level clones and rebels tore apart the forged "refraction layer" with their mortal bodies, the suffocating holographic sky above Xinjing began to shatter, revealing what turned out to be the back side of the moon covered with scorched black craters - and the truth about the reconstruction of the earth and moon spanning four epochs and lasting 66 million years! This is a civilization epic dressed in cyberpunk clothing