In a City with Few Men, Women Line Up to Fight Over Me

The day Li Mo was laid off, he drank four cans of beer. When he opened his eyes, he had landed in the year 2178.

In this world, women vastly outnumber men, making men a scarce resource.

He had only just woken up when the doorway was crowded with women holding signs: eighty million, three houses, company shares, the company put in your name.

An inspector from the Male Protection Bureau handed him a three-hundred-page handbook: outings limited to two hours, no more than six teeth showing when you smile, and the number of marriage partners tied to contribution points.

The CEO of Skyvault Technology offered an annual salary of two million: a private office, a private bathroom, and A+ meals. All he had to do was sign.

Li Mo skimmed the contract and spotted a line of tiny print: "Party A may make reasonable modifications to Party B's appearance."

He closed the contract. "I may be a scarce resource, but I'm still my own person first."