Inspired By William Gibson/Watchdog/PKD/Isaac Asimov/Thomas Ruggles Pynchon

Welcome to New Manhattan. Due to insufficient land area, the city began to build upwards, so the concept of upper, middle, and downtown was overturned. The lower city, also known as “Old Manhattan," is a relic of the city in the last century. It is a paradise and hell for the poor. It was once the world’s largest financial center, but it gradually declined. After several major floods, finance gradually moved to the upper and middle city areas. Now it is a hotbed of criminal colonies covering 90 square kilometers. This is Neuromancer’s Chiba City, which has the world’s most advanced technology, but it is not open to poor guys like us. Therefore, this is a Coney Island of black clinics, gangs, and hacker groups. Although it is not exposed to the sun most of the time, it still does not prevent us from snatching food here like stray dogs.

In this country, technology is monopolized by big companies, so they also monopolize medical resources, energy, tobacco, etc., backed by the government, providing them with our private information. We are no longer valuable. We all have the most detailed information and scores, so everything we do is divided. We are still sold health insurance, but we still see astronomical prices on the bills. We are provided with “affordable medical plans” which even cannot pay off an ambulance, and our low credit makes it impossible for us to apply for credit cards and most loans. We have been divided secretly, and we are the part that is not valued.
You see, they almost monopolized our lives, the most famous of which is T Corp. My God, they monopolized our wireless network, our basic technology, from mechanical engineering to electronic engineering; they are everywhere. I will stop here.

I was in a car accident when I was 16 years old. My father and mother died in the middle, and I survived, but when I woke up, my lower body was gone. My lower body from the waist down and my left arm had become bionic components… My God, it was so pitiful. I was quickly rushed out of the hospital, and it was about this time that I was picked up by my eldest brother. I don’t know his name, but I always call him 6. He opened a grocery store in Chinatown. He bought food, daily necessities, or souvenirs, but in fact, we all know that this is a place where prostheses, biological components, illegal implants, artificial intelligence, and other smuggling are sold illegally. I have liked to do some small modifications since I was a child, disassembling and assembling things, so I felt like a fish in the water and found a new home. Soon, my parents’ belongings were sent ,to me, and I realized that I was really an orphan, but I didn’t have a good relationship with them. I delivered express to Brother, and I modified a small skateboard

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