Spinning

Daluotian is a roaring giant city that reaches into the ground and reaches into the clouds. When the craftsman's skills are perfected, a glowing "marrow" will appear on the back of the neck - if not removed, the expanded knowledge will drive people crazy. The imperial "pearl divers" used hollow silver needles to extract the marrow into silk and forge it into public gears. The craftsman got the gold, but could no longer hold the hammer: the knowledge was perfectly copied into the machine, and an invisible layer of ashes separated the original owner's hand from the hammer. Over the past hundred years, people who have lost their skills have moved to "blind towers" at higher places. The ruler at the top of the tower has shrunken limbs and only dials "intention" on the silver compass, and the sinking city under his feet will automatically produce all things. Until the orphan Aman appeared. The silver needle pierced the back of the neck, but no gear could be drawn out, only bright red blood. In the eyes of the algorithm, she is an absolute waste - her brain is full of "useless things" that the machine cannot analyze: compassion, aesthetics, and reckless love. When the rulers build the ultimate machine and try to take away the final "decision-making power" of mankind, the world is on the verge of collapse: a perfect machine will never bleed and will never be responsible for its mistakes. When all logic is locked, salvation falls on the only girl in the city who cannot be "snatched." She will use her flesh and blood body full of friction to prove to the cold heart the ultimate bottom line that human beings cannot be externalized.