A trabalhadora Jiang Hui, após um erro do destino envolvendo um copo de macarrão instantâneo, acaba chegando inesperadamente a um estranho universo intergaláctico. Nesse lugar, as pessoas vivem pelo menos quinhentos anos, doenças graves ou leves são quase sempre curadas, as internações são totalmente cobertas pelo seguro, e comer, beber e se divertir são versões aprimoradas das experiências do planeta azul, tudo sem taxas de administração... Só que viver aqui custa caro em termos de vida. Há muitos guerreiros de mechas nesse mundo. E, claro, muitos inimigos também — Jiang Hui sempre procurou uma maneira de viver tranquilamente, mas o destino a empurra para um caminho completamente diferente. Ela não consegue impedir, nem tem força para resistir. Com apenas um computador, o vasto oceano de sua mente, seu cérebro é capaz de criar mundos.
"At 15:45 Beijing time, our country’s renowned astronomer, Jia Meng, and his leading astronomical team have, for the first time, predicted a phenomenal meteor shower. The scale is expected to reach thousands of meteors. It is reported that this meteor cluster is the closest humanity has ever been able to predict in its approach to Blue Star’s orbit. Current readings indicate the presence of a massive celestial object in the surrounding radiation zone, suspected to be a black hole..."
"Here, here... yes, that’s it, order ending in 7474. That’s the one, thank you!" The girl leaned halfway out, reaching out to grab the takeout from the delivery person.
The delivery driver stood stunned at the door, which had already closed with a slight tremble. The words he had been about to say remained caught in his throat, leaving only the fading echo of a "thank you" in the air.
*Sigh... why are young people these days so impatient?* He really wanted to chat, even just a word or two. This was the fifth time today he had been shut out.
*Is it really that hard to have a little conversation in this modern world? When did the distance between people become so vast?* The driver had a rare moment of philosophical reflection, feeling that this at least justified the sociology elective he had taken in college.
As for why a well-educated university graduate ended up delivering food, that was a subject for another sociological study.
The driver’s mouth drooped in disappointment, and eventually, due to delivery time constraints, he