"Ms. Lin Nian, are you the one in charge of the sixth-generation intelligent machinery?"
"Yes."
"The sixth-generation intelligent machinery must be destroyed. Do you object?"
"I don't. I just want to know why."
"Because humanity doesn't need a predictable future. That is all I can tell you. However, please trust the officials. We will compensate both Yuanxin Technology and you for your personal losses in other ways. I'm sorry."
"I understand."
"Thank you..."
In the endless darkness, Mo Ling saw the scattered fragments of memory. He could no longer control Lin Nian's body, but he could still feel everything she was feeling.
A project she had poured her heart into, a chance at fame and success, had turned to dust with a single sentence from the officials.
'This was a major leap forward that could have changed human technology, and they just killed it in the cradle.'
