A invasão da tecnologia na modernidade
1960: Quando Lin Ran abriu os olhos, descobriu-se nas ruas de Nova Iorque dos anos 60, com dados tecnológicos dos próximos sessenta anos em mãos, mas sem identidade, um “fantasma” sem documentos. Para
If life could be chosen over again, Lin Ran would never have chosen to spend the last day of 2019 stargazing at Cherry Springs National Park.
He had merely been looking for a discreet spot around his neatly pitched tent to relieve himself, when he stumbled upon a peculiar, luminous portal. His curiosity got the better of him, and he drew closer to see what it was.
And then? Then there was nothing.
When consciousness returned, all he could see was utter darkness.
Lin Ran did not wonder if he had gone blind, for more terrifying than the loss of sight was the disappearance of hearing, touch, taste, and smell.
No matter how he tried to open his eyes, he could not feel their presence.
All around him was an empty void—darkness, silence, and emptiness gradually surfaced in his mind.
No! There was light—Lin Ran could sense a flame-like glow in the distance, devouring the blackness.
He didn't know what that light was, but his intuition screamed that once it had consumed all the darkness, his consciousness would be swallowed as well.
Countless thoughts sped through his mind. "I came to watch the stars, but are the stars now watching me? Have I been abducted by aliens?"
Regret flooded Lin Ran. Had he known things would turn out this way, he would have gladly spent the last day of the decade bored in his rented room or reading in the library—anything would be better than this.
If consciousness faded, at best he'd become a vegetable, at worst, he'd die.
At first, his mind was full of dist